The entire venue erupted in cheers. Lu Yang waved to the crowd, then withdrew from the battlefield. He secretly let out a sigh of relief. After this match, he had also learned where he fell short. Equipment ten levels apart truly made an enormous difference.
From the day the tournament brackets were announced, he had known his opponent would be the level-170 Kabetaro. He had dared not to level up using Experience Pills and had chosen to fight head-on because he knew Kabetaro's weakness in this tournament was far too obvious.
If his opponent had been any of the other top ten experts from the previous tournament, with single-element spell specialization above level-five Bloodline or melee specialization above level-four Bloodline, Lu Yang would have had no choice but to reach level 170. Fortunately, he had won easily and had not been forced to use Hybrid Skills through his other Clones. That was his ultimate trump card, something he would not use unless absolutely necessary.
Today was relatively quiet. Lu Yang was in no rush to level up, his subordinates were all busy improving their equipment, and there was no trouble outside. He could finally relax for a while. Returning to Sky City, he entered the arena, held his ticket, and went to his private room to comfortably watch the matches.
He wanted to see whether there were any unusual experts. Those who could fight on the main stage were all top-tier players selected by the officials based on their arena points.
This tournament was divided into the Winners' Bracket and the Losers' Bracket. Even if contestants lost their battles, they would not be eliminated immediately. Instead, they would enter the Losers' Bracket and later compete alongside the Winners' Bracket for the final spots on the Ten-Thousand Player Rankings.
Sitting beside