Chapter 1683: Arena (Big Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Primal Wilds
As Wistain's questioning rang out, He Ao's body abruptly leaped backward.
Boom—
Terrifying force smashed the ground before him to pieces, sending shards of stone flying.
He Ao's body arced through the air as he watched the fragments streak past him.
With Wistain's strength, it was unlikely that his attack would have produced only this much effect.
Was this "colosseum" itself sturdier than an ordinary colosseum in the real world?
Well, Astra had created this colosseum specifically to trap him so Wistain could kill him inside it. If it could be easily destroyed, then there would have been no need for him to confront Wistain directly.
He Ao twisted in midair and spun his spear. Then the spear tip struck the ground. Vestarra's Spear's Crystal Spear Tip scraped across the floor, carving out a long groove and steadying him.
He took a deep breath and straightened up.
The cost of a martial arts breakthrough was a little too great, and the restrictions were even stricter than he had imagined.
First, it required sufficient reserves of divine consciousness, which meant accumulating them beforehand. Every level-up had to be perfected to create enough capacity for divine consciousness.
Even capacity was not enough. It also required a long enough period of accumulation to fill that capacity with divine consciousness.
On top of that, one needed a strong grasp of mysticism, perhaps even some foundational knowledge of it, so that less divine consciousness could be spent for better results.
Without any one of those things, a martial arts breakthrough was nearly impossible.
Some things really could only be understood through practice. Without trying them, one simply could not know the intricacies involved.
Of course, beyond the problems involved in the breakthrough itself, He Ao