As an arena renowned throughout the entire empire, the rewards available to bounty fighters at the Kaimer Arena are self-evidently immense. Even marginal figures like Boboka or Vente, who struggle to maintain their positions at the lowest tier of honor fighters, can still earn enough in annual prize money to significantly improve their lives.
On the other hand, the number of bounty fighters in each planetary branch of the Kaimer Arena is strictly fixed. If a branch desires more bounty fighters, there is only one way to increase their quota—travel to another planet’s arena, defeat its bounty fighters, and take their identity plaques from the honor wall back to their own arena!
For the fighters of the Kaimer Arena, bringing back an identity plaque from another planet is considered an extraordinary honor. Not only does the fighter who retrieves the plaque become a hero of the entire arena, but it also brings great prestige to their branch.
Naturally, while bringing back an identity plaque from another arena is a source of pride, it is far from simple to achieve. This is because each planetary branch of the Kaimer Arena adheres to an unbreakable tradition—if an outsider appears in the arena, they will inevitably face united hostility from everyone present.
For example, if a local apprentice fighter wishes to challenge for the status of honor fighter, he will be randomly matched against one of the current honor fighters. However, if the challenger is an apprentice from another planet, there is no randomness involved—his opponent will undoubtedly be an honor fighter who recently dropped down from the elite ranks, and who is already in a foul mood.
This situation is somewhat akin to the concept of “home advantage” in Earth’s sports competitions—nobody breaks the rules, but within the boundaries of the rules, the “visiting team” will inevitably face every kind of difficulty and harassment. Since Zhang Wen became a bounty fighter at the Kaimer Arena’s Casares branch, he has more than once dealt with such “visiting teams” from other planets.
However, in the past, the ones who usually came out to deal with these situations were just a few of the system-level fighters. The fact that even Ironface, who was supposed to be in seclusion, has appeared this time is indeed rare. Therefore, Zhang Wen specially asked about the identities of the opponents.
“They’re a group of very strong newcomers. They’ve definitely never lived in an arena before, and they don’t understand the arena’s rules at all,” Ironface said coldly and quietly as he led Zhang Wen and Linoah toward the top floor of the arena. “There are five of them in total. They all applied to become apprentice fighters at the arena this morning. Before I came down, they had already earned the right to challenge to the fourth floor.”
“Oh? That really is unusual,” Zhang Wen said, raising his eyebrows in surprise. Now he finally understood why the bounty fighters at the Casares branch had reacted so strongly that even Ironface had come out personally.
As previously mentioned, identity plaques are of immense importance to any arena branch. Therefore, most bounty fighters who make a living in the arena follow an unwritten rule—they usually act alone when going to other arenas to earn their reputations. It is extremely rare for two fighters to appear together.
So for five of them to appear together, and to rise from apprentices to planetary fighters in a single day—this is not merely an insult to the bounty fighters of the Casares branch; it’s practically an attempt to take away their livelihoods! After all, in the Casares branch, there are only eighteen planetary fighters in total.
“We’re here!” Ironface stopped outside the fourth-floor hall and pushed open the heavy door.
The layout of the fourth floor of the Kaimer Arena is quite similar to that of the first floor. In the center of the hall, the three central platforms are still the most eye-catching features. However, the bases of these platforms are all carved from single blocks of the finest sea-urchin stone. Compared to the granite bases on the first floor, these not only look more aesthetically pleasing but are also far harder in terms of material.
As for the rest of the hall, everything was designed by a renowned architect from the planet Casares. Whether it was the ornate chandeliers, the deep red carpets covering the floor, or the murals of war gods in the classical imperial style, everything was arranged magnificently.
As a renowned arena across the empire, the rewards for the bounty fighters of Kemal Arena are undeniably substantial. Even for those like Popoka or Vent, who barely hold their ground among the lowest tier of honor fighters, the annual bonuses from the arena are enough to significantly improve their lives.
On the other hand, the number of bounty fighters at Kemal Arena is relatively fixed across its branches on each planet. If the fighters at a particular branch are dissatisfied with the number of bounty fighters they have, there’s only one way to increase it—they must go to the arenas on other planets, defeat their bounty fighters, and bring back their identity plaques from the honor walls to their own arena!
For the fighters of Kemal Arena, bringing back an identity plaque from another planet’s arena is the ultimate glory. Not only does the fighter who brings back the plaque become a hero of the entire arena, but it also brings great prestige to the branch.
Of course, while bringing back an identity plaque from another arena is indeed glorious, it’s not as simple as it sounds. This is because each branch of Kemal Arena adheres to an unbreakable tradition—whenever an outsider appears in the arena, they will inevitably face the united hostility of everyone.
For example, if a local trainee fighter wants to challenge for the title of honor fighter, they will randomly select one of the current honor fighters as their opponent. But if it’s an outsider trainee, there’s no doubt—their opponent will be a recently demoted elite fighter, now an honor fighter, who is seething with frustration.
This situation is somewhat similar to the “home advantage” in Earth’s sports competitions—no one breaks the rules, but within the rules, the “visiting team” will undoubtedly face numerous difficulties. Since becoming a bounty fighter at the Kasares branch of Kemal Arena, Zhang Wen has dealt with “visiting teams” from other planets more than once.
However, in the past, the ones leading the charge were usually just a few galaxy fighters. This time, even the reclusive Iron Mask has been provoked to come out, which is quite rare. That’s why Zhang Wen specifically inquired about the situation with the opponents.
“They are a group of very strong newcomers. They definitely have no prior experience in arena life and don’t understand the arena’s rules,” Iron Mask said coldly in a low voice as he led Zhang Wen and Lenoya to the top floor of the arena. “There are five of them in total, and they all just applied to become trainee fighters this morning. Before I came down, they had already secured the right to challenge on the fourth floor.”
“Oh? That’s really unusual,” Zhang Wen couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in surprise after hearing Iron Mask’s words. He finally understood why the bounty fighters at the Kasares branch reacted so strongly, even prompting Iron Mask to step in.
As mentioned earlier, identity plaques are extremely important to an arena. Therefore, most bounty fighters who make a living in the arena follow an unwritten rule. When they go to other arenas to earn their reputation, they almost always act alone; it’s extremely rare for two to appear together.
But today, not only did five appear together, but they also went from trainee fighters to planetary fighters in a single day—this isn’t just a blow to the pride of the Kasares branch’s bounty fighters; it’s practically threatening their livelihoods! After all, in the Kasares branch, there are only eighteen fighters with the title of planetary fighter.
“We’re here!” Iron Mask stopped outside the fourth-floor hall and pushed open the heavy door.
The layout of the fourth floor of Kemal Arena is quite similar to the first floor. In the hall, the most central part is still the three arenas set in the most prominent positions. However, the bases of these arenas are made entirely of the finest sea urchin stone. Compared to the granite bases on the first floor, they are not only more visually appealing but also incomparably harder.
As for the rest of the hall, it was designed by a famous designer from Kasares Planet. Whether it’s the luxurious chandeliers, the deep red carpet covering the floor, or the classical imperial-style murals of the God of War, everything is exquisitely arranged.
However, when Zhang Wen and Lenoya followed Iron Mask into the fourth-floor hall, there was no sense of tranquility around them. The noise in the hall was almost like a bustling market. The loudest voices weren’t from the excited youths but from a group of elderly nobles.
These elderly nobles all wore blue or blue-and-red ribbons on their chests, which signified their status—they had all made significant contributions to the empire. In the Kasares Star System, far from the empire’s center, these retired military nobles are the most respected and powerful group.
Even though these elderly nobles are advanced in age, they clearly haven’t lost the fiery tempers they developed in the military. When Zhang Wen saw them, they were not only shouting loudly, but many had also left their seats and angrily rushed to the red rest area behind the arenas.
The planetary fighters in the rest area had also lost their usual arrogance. In the face of the elderly nobles’ anger, they either hung their heads in frustration or clenched their fists, glaring resentfully at the opponents in the blue rest area.
Having spent half a year in Kemal Arena, Zhang Wen was quite familiar with most of the planetary fighters active in the fourth-floor hall. So, he quickly shifted his gaze from the bounty fighters to the group in the blue rest area.
These guys are not simple! When Zhang Wen first saw the group of “outsiders” chatting and laughing in the blue rest area, he immediately had this impression.
From these individuals, Zhang Wen sensed something special. In an ordinary bounty fighter, the most common trait is confidence, built through dozens or even hundreds of battles and countless victories. But these guys also exuded confidence, though it was different from the confidence earned through combat—it seemed more like an innate sense of superiority.
This kind of feeling is extremely rare among bounty fighters in the arena, but Zhang Wen had occasionally sensed it in noble youths from prominent families like Zack, Cloud, and Aerith.
Could they also be from the empire’s great noble families? If so, their ignorance of the arena’s rules would make sense. But why would they appear on Kasares Planet? Zhang Wen couldn’t help but frown as he looked at the figures in the blue rest area.
Just as Zhang Wen was pondering the origins of these individuals, the crowd in the fourth-floor hall noticed Iron Mask’s arrival. Two sharp-eyed arena announcers quickly approached and broadcast the situation live on the big screen.
Iron Mask’s appearance immediately caused a wave of excitement among the audience. In this arena, Iron Mask is the undisputed king. Even someone as stunning as Lenoya was unanimously ignored at that moment.
As soon as they saw Iron Mask on the big screen, the elderly nobles in the red rest area stood up and quickly approached. Leading the way was a gray-haired noble with a long scar on his left cheek, looking somewhat fierce. This scar-faced old man, wearing six ribbons, was not only a passionate fight enthusiast but also quite influential among the elderly nobles. Zhang Wen had often seen him in the audience during his time in the arena, but this was the first time they had been in such close proximity.
“Iron Mask, you finally came! Where were you earlier? If this continues, they’ll reach the fifth floor!” Perhaps due to his status as a spectator, the scar-faced old man’s attitude toward Iron Mask wasn’t as respectful as that of the bounty fighters. As he walked, he excitedly shouted at Iron Mask.
Following the scar-faced old man were not only the elderly nobles but also seven or eight bounty fighters. Among these seven or eight, besides the young planetary fighters Zhang Wen was familiar with, there were two distinctly different martial artists. One was about the same age as Iron Mask, wearing a green formal suit with a high collar that covered most of his face. The other was an old man with a large red nose and messy hair.
When the elderly nobles and bounty fighters in front saw the two behind Iron Mask, they mostly glanced over Zhang Wen and lingered appreciatively on Lenoya. Only the green-clad martial artist and the red-nosed old man gave Zhang Wen a barely perceptible nod.
“Iron Mask, didn’t you say you were going to find someone earlier? Are these two the reinforcements you found?” As he approached Iron Mask, the scar-faced old noble also withdrew his gaze from Lenoya and asked loudly again.
“They are friends of ‘The Hermit,'” Iron Mask replied simply to the scar-faced old man.
“Ah? The Hermit is here too?” The scar-faced old man was initially excited but soon hesitated and shook his head. “No! Iron Mask, it’s not that I look down on The Hermit, but his strength isn’t much higher than Two-Headed Wolf’s. It would be difficult for him to deal with those guys!”
“What happened?” Iron Mask immediately turned his gaze to a pale-faced man being supported by two people among the bounty fighters. He was the Two-Headed Wolf mentioned by the scar-faced old man.
“Sorry, Iron Mask. I’ve embarrassed the people of Kasares,” Two-Headed Wolf shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with indescribable frustration.
Although the empire indeed respects strength, for a senior fighter with over ten years of experience in the arena to lose to a young man who looks barely twenty and hasn’t even grown all his hair yet is truly humiliating in front of his peers.
“Enough. Iron Mask, Little Wolf did his best,” the green-clad martial artist, whose face was hidden by his collar, gently patted Two-Headed Wolf’s shoulder and continued coldly, “Those guys hit hard. Little Wolf probably won’t be able to fight for the next month or two.”
“Oh?” Iron Mask frowned, his sharp gaze quickly scanning the crowd. “Old Drunkard, do you know what their background is?”
“No idea. Never seen them in the arena before,” the red-nosed old man shrugged.
“Judging by their appearance, they don’t seem like regulars in the arena. More like nobles from some great family in the empire,” the green-clad martial artist mused to himself.
“Hmm, Asura is probably right!” Then, the bounty fighters and elderly nobles began to chatter among themselves. Zhang Wen and Lenoya, who had just been brought into the hall by Iron Mask, were left out in the cold.
However, Zhang Wen and Lenoya didn’t mind being ignored by the scar-faced old man and the bounty fighters. Instead, they stepped aside and moved to an inconspicuous spot.
“Those people are definitely not regulars in the arena,” Lenoya whispered to Zhang Wen after stopping.
“Oh? How do you know?” Seeing Lenoya’s expression, Zhang Wen’s heart stirred.
“Haha, Teacher Zhang, don’t play dumb. Haven’t you figured it out yet? At this critical moment, who else but them would coincidentally appear in Kasares as experts?” Lenoya smiled charmingly and gave Zhang Wen a meaningful look.
“Indeed. So, they are the visiting delegation from the Thamiss Academy’s martial arts department? Haha! These guys are really laid back, not taking the Almis Academy’s martial arts department seriously at all,” Zhang Wen said mockingly, curling his lips. “But how did you recognize them?”
“Look! See him? That guy was one of their leading teachers last year. His name is Douglas. I heard that he broke through the sixth-tier barrier at the age of thirteen, becoming a recognized genius in Thamiss Academy’s martial arts department. At eighteen, he graduated from Thamiss Academy with peak seventh-tier strength, causing quite a stir among the empire’s major academies. Last year, he reached the peak of the eighth-tier elite level, just one step away from the ninth tier. Haha, last year, many teachers in the spellcasting department said that with this guy around, our Almis Academy’s martial arts department probably wouldn’t be able to rise for thirty years,” Lenoya pointed to a blond man standing in the middle of the five-person group and quietly introduced his background to Zhang Wen.
Zhang Wen could certainly tell that while Lenoya’s words were ostensibly introducing the other party’s identity and background, she wasn’t entirely well-intentioned. If Zhang Wen had a fiery temper like Instructor Xin, hearing a beauty so close at hand admiring an opponent from Thamiss Academy would probably have made him furious enough to rush forward and fight to the death.
All of these elderly nobles wore blue or blue-and-red sashes across their chests. These sashes indicated their identities—they were all decorated veterans who had made great contributions to the empire. In the Casares system, far from the heart of the empire, these retired military nobles were the most respected and powerful people around.
Even though these nobles were already elderly, they had clearly not lost the fiery tempers they had developed in the military. When Zhang Wen looked at them, they were not only shouting loudly, but many had even left their seats and rushed angrily into the red rest area behind the platforms.
The planetary fighters in the rest area had lost their usual arrogance. In the face of the nobles’ fury, they either hung their heads in frustration, sighing heavily, or clenched their fists, glaring angrily at the opponents in the blue rest area across from them.
After spending half a year in the Kaimer Arena, Zhang Wen was already quite familiar with most of the planetary fighters active on the fourth floor. Therefore, he quickly shifted his gaze from the bounty fighters to the group in the blue rest area.
These guys are no ordinary fighters! The moment Zhang Wen laid eyes on the group of “outsiders” chatting and laughing in the blue rest area, he immediately formed this impression.
From these individuals, Zhang Wen sensed something unusual. Among ordinary bounty fighters, the most common trait was confidence—something they had accumulated after dozens or even hundreds of battles and victories. But these people also exuded confidence in their every move. However, their confidence was different from that of the bounty fighters; it seemed more like an innate sense of superiority.
This kind of aura was extremely rare among fighters who had spent time in the arena, but Zhang Wen had occasionally sensed it in aristocratic offspring like Zax, Cloud, and Carite, who came from noble families.
Could it be that they were also from a high-ranking imperial family? If so, their ignorance of the arena’s rules could be explained. But then, why would they appear on the planet Casares? As he looked at the figures in the blue rest area, Zhang Wen couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
While Zhang Wen was pondering the origins of these individuals, the crowd in the fourth-floor hall had already noticed Ironface’s arrival. Two sharp-eyed arena psychics quickly approached and broadcast the situation onto the large screen in the hall.
Ironface’s appearance immediately sent the audience into a frenzy of excitement. In this arena, Ironface was the undisputed king. Even a beauty as stunning as Linoah was completely ignored at this moment.
As soon as Ironface appeared on the screen, the elderly nobles in the red rest area immediately stood up and hurried forward. Leading the way was an old noble with graying hair and a long scar on the left side of his face, giving him a slightly fierce appearance. This scarred old man, wearing six medals, was not only a passionate battle enthusiast but also held great influence among the group of elderly nobles. Zhang Wen had often seen him in the audience during his time at the arena, but this was the first time they had interacted up close.
“Ironface, you finally showed up! Where have you been? If you kept us waiting any longer, they might have made it to the fifth floor!” Perhaps because of his status as a spectator, the scarred old man’s tone toward Ironface was not as respectful as that of the bounty fighters. As he approached, he shouted excitedly at Ironface.
Behind the scarred old man came the rest of the elderly nobles, along with seven or eight bounty fighters. Among these seven or eight, besides the young planetary fighters Zhang Wen was quite familiar with, there were two distinctly different warriors. One of them was about Ironface’s age, dressed in a dark blue formal suit with a high collar that covered most of his face. The other was an old man with a large, bulbous nose and messy hair.
When they saw the two behind Ironface, the nobles and bounty fighters in front barely glanced at Zhang Wen before lingering appreciatively on Linoah for quite some time. Only the dark-clad swordsman with the raised collar and the bulbous-nosed old man gave Zhang Wen a barely perceptible nod of acknowledgment.
“Ironface, weren’t you looking for someone earlier? Are these two the help you found?” The scarred old man asked loudly as he approached Ironface, his gaze shifting away from Linoah.
“They are friends of ‘The Hermit’,” Ironface replied simply.
“What? The Hermit is here too?” The old man was initially excited, but soon hesitated and shook his head. “No way! Ironface, no offense to The Hermit, but his strength isn’t much higher than that of Two-Headed Wolf. He probably won’t be able to handle these guys!”
“What happened?” Ironface immediately turned his sharp gaze toward a pale-faced man being supported by two others. This was the Two-Headed Wolf, the person the old man had just mentioned.
“Sorry. Ironface, I’ve brought shame to the people of Casares,” Two-Headed Wolf shook his head lightly, his eyes filled with regret.
Although the empire indeed values strength above all, for a senior fighter who had spent over a decade in the arena to lose to a young man barely twenty, who hadn’t even fully matured, was truly humiliating among his peers.
“Enough. Ironface, Wolf did his best,” the dark-clad swordsman in the high collar gently patted Two-Headed Wolf’s shoulder and continued coldly, “Those guys hit really hard. Wolf probably won’t be able to fight again for another one or two months.”
“Oh?” Ironface frowned, his sharp gaze sweeping quickly over everyone present. “Old Drunkard, do you know who they really are?”
“No idea. Never seen them in the arena before,” the bulbous-nosed old man shrugged.
“They don’t look like regular arena fighters. They seem more like nobles from one of the great imperial families,” the swordsman in the dark suit mused thoughtfully.
“Hmm, Shura’s probably right!” Then the bounty fighters and nobles began chattering noisily. Meanwhile, Zhang Wen and Linoah, who had just entered the hall with Ironface, were ignored.
However, Zhang Wen and Linoah didn’t mind being overlooked by the scarred old man and the others. Instead, they stepped aside to a less noticeable spot.
“Those people definitely aren’t regulars in the arena,” Linoah whispered to Zhang Wen after they stopped.
“Oh? How do you know?” Zhang Wen’s heart stirred as he saw Linoah’s expression.
“Hehe, Professor Zhang, don’t pretend you don’t know. Haven’t you already figured it out? At such a critical moment, who else could appear coincidentally on Casares besides them?” Linoah smiled slightly, casting a flirtatious glance at Zhang Wen.
“Sure enough. So they’re the visiting delegation from the Physical Arts Department of Themis Academy? Haha! These guys really are taking it easy, not showing any respect for the Physical Arts Department of Almice Academy at all,” Zhang Wen said sarcastically, smirking slightly. “But how did you recognize them?”
“Look! See him? He was one of their team leaders last year. His name is Douglas. I heard that he broke through the sixth tier at thirteen and became a recognized genius in the Physical Arts Department of Themis Academy. At eighteen, he graduated from Themis Academy at the peak of the seventh tier, causing quite a stir among the empire’s major academies. Last year, he reached the peak of the eighth tier, just one step away from the ninth. Haha, last year, many teachers from the Psychic Arts Department were saying that with this guy around, our Physical Arts Department at Almice Academy might not recover for thirty years,” Linoah raised her hand slightly, pointing to the blond man standing in the middle of the five from the opposing side, and quietly explained his background to Zhang Wen.
Of course, Zhang Wen could tell that although Linoah’s words were ostensibly meant to inform him about the opponent’s identity, she wasn’t exactly being kind. If Zhang Wen had a temper like Instructor Xin’s, hearing a nearby beauty so openly admire an opponent from Themis Academy might have made him so angry he’d charge forward and fight the guy until one of them couldn’t get up again.
However, although Zhang Wen saw through Linoah’s little trick, he had no intention of exposing it. Since Linoah enjoyed playing games, Zhang Wen was more than happy to play along. After all, deep down, Zhang Wen was a man who thrived on adventure, excitement, and conquest.
“Linoah sensei, won’t you worry about making our Almishus Academy’s martial arts instructors jealous by praising so highly an opponent from Themis Academy?” Zhang Wen retorted, his tone a mixture of feigned indignation.
“Mr. Zhang, don’t be so unfair,” Linoah replied with a smiling shake of her head. “I didn’t say those things. Besides, I think although Douglas is strong, Almishus Academy isn’t necessarily inferior to him.”
“Heh…” Zhang Wen smiled slightly. As he was about to speak again, he noticed the bounty fighters had already finished their discussion. The bell in the hall rang once more, signaling the start of a new round of combat.
After one fighter each from the outsiders and the bounty fighters stepped into the arena, the audience immediately turned their attention to the battle stage. The elderly nobles grumbled as they returned to their seats, stretching their necks in anticipation of the fight beginning.
“Did you hear everything we just discussed?” Ironmask returned beside Zhang Wen and asked in a low voice.
“More or less.”
“Today’s opponents came prepared. I made a mistake in judgment. Now, Twinwolf can no longer fight. Among those remaining on this floor, only Hermit might have a chance against them. Are you sure you want to confront them?” Ironmask’s expression hadn’t changed from when he first met Zhang Wen, but his voice carried an unmistakable edge of anger.
He could tolerate to some extent the Themis Academy instructors who had brazenly come to challenge the arena’s traditions. However, their ruthless attacks on the arena’s bounty fighters had crossed Ironmask’s line.
“Heh, are you afraid I’ll end up like Twinwolf?” Zhang Wen asked with a chuckle.
“Precisely. I know Almishus Academy has an important mission ahead. If you don’t want to fight, I can explain to Xiluo and the old drunkard. They will understand your situation.”
“No need,” Zhang Wen shook his head. “Anyway, thank you for your concern. However, since Hermit has already arrived, how could he just stand aside and watch? Even if he stands alone, Hermit won’t let outsiders run wild on his turf.”
“So, Hermit has made his decision?”
“Yeah. No one understands Hermit better than I do. When it’s his responsibility, he has never passed it on to anyone else.”
“Good! This floor is yours then. Give them a good thrashing.”
“Haha! You don’t have to tell me that.”
“Just be careful yourself too. If things really don’t go your way, retreat. When they reach the fifth floor, Xiluo and the old drunkard will be waiting for them.”
“Hehe! I know. Oh, by the way, do me a small favor later. I have three students undergoing special training downstairs. Help me arrange some decent opponents for them.”
“No problem.” Seeing that the match on the stage was about to begin, Ironmask waved his hand and headed first to the red rest area for the home team.
After listening to the conversation between Ironmask and Zhang Wen, Linoah naturally couldn’t possibly still not understand that the “Hermit” they were referring to was actually Zhang Wen himself.
“Zhang Wen, are you really not afraid of getting hurt?” After Ironmask had walked a bit further away, Linoah curiously asked Zhang Wen. Perhaps due to her curiosity, this time Linoah directly called him by his name.
“Hehe, didn’t you just ask me that question a moment ago? My three students are still downstairs undergoing special training at the risk of injury for the match against Themis Academy. If I, as their teacher, hear the name Themis Academy and don’t even have the courage to step onto the arena, how could I face them in class afterward?” Zhang Wen casually shrugged with a smile, not caring about Linoah’s reaction as he walked away with Ironmask.
“Wait a second!” Linoah quickly followed.
At this moment, Linoah’s interest had been completely aroused. A few days ago at the academy festival, the strength Zhang Wen displayed had already filled Linoah with curiosity. He clearly only possessed fifth-tier battle energy, yet he could fight barehanded and defeat two same-tier opponents armed with weapons! Linoah really wanted to know what Zhang Wen could be pushed to do when facing true opponents at the seventh or eighth tier, whose battle energy far surpassed his.
However, Linoah ultimately failed to catch up with Zhang Wen. Because she hadn’t run two steps when she was called back. “Linoah?” Douglas, standing in the blue rest area, immediately recognized Linoah.
Obviously, if Linoah could remember him, the talented martial arts instructor from Themis Academy, Douglas had even less reason to forget Linoah, the sexy and charming “Pearl of Almishus.”
“Oh? Mr. Douglas?” Linoah had no choice but to stop and smile as she called his name.
“Really you! Linoah, what brings you here?” Douglas asked with a cheerful smile.
“How, am I not allowed to come? Mr. Douglas, have you forgotten I’m a true fan of gladiatorial combat?” Although Linoah was eager to catch up with Zhang Wen, she still managed to attract everyone’s attention with her charm while speaking with Douglas.
“Haha! How could that be? I’ve never forgotten anything in my life.” Douglas chuckled, slightly lifting his chin. “I just thought you should still be busy competing in the psionic contest with our Themis Academy.”
“Yeah. I just happened to have some free time, so I came to take a look.” Linoah replied casually.
“Oh? You just happened to come once and ran into me. So, we really have quite a fate!” Douglas grinned more broadly as he glanced at the arena, shaking his head disdainfully. “Unfortunately, the matches here aren’t worth watching. Once we obtain the challenge rights for the next floor, I’ll take you up there. There should be some fighters there worthy of being my opponents. Hehe, if you’re really interested in gladiatorial combat, I can give you a live analysis. Linoah, opportunities to hear my live analysis aren’t common—you wouldn’t want to miss it, would you?”
“Hehe…” Linoah smiled and glanced around, only to realize she had already lost sight of Zhang Wen. This naturally sparked a bit of anger deep within her.
At Almishus Academy, countless people were eager to fall at her feet. Yet today, she had humbled herself to flatter this Zhang Wen, only for him to ignore her and leave her behind so coldly.
“Of course!” Linoah quickly changed her mind and nodded enthusiastically at Douglas.
“Come with me then.” Satisfied, Douglas led Linoah back to their blue rest area.
At the same time, besides Twinwolf, the other spiritual leader among the fourth-floor planetary fighters—Hermit—also entered the red rest area belonging to the home team.
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