Three matches, two wins and one loss. They held a certain advantage.
But only Liu Xiaoxiao himself knew that the first three fighters had already been among the stronger ones on his side. Without knowing how many trump cards Hermes still had, he was already at a disadvantage.
Since the Creation God's incarnation was observing everything, perhaps even personally manipulating the situation, it was foreseeable that the Creation God would save the most entertaining match for the turning point. Before then, He would maintain the balance between victory and defeat as much as possible.
With ten matches, if the two sides remained evenly matched, the victor might not be decided until the tenth match. To achieve the best possible outcome and decide the winner before then, they would need to win at least four of the next five matches.
Of course, it was impossible for the other side to establish an overwhelming advantage, nor would they immediately fall into the worst possible position. The final result would most likely lie somewhere between those two extremes.
Just then, the arena changed once more.
This time, the battlefield was the surface of a white dwarf. Its gravity and temperature had both been replicated, as had its vacuum environment and radiation.
"Fourth match. Please send forth your contestants." The voice rang out.
Liu Xiaoxiao froze for a moment. How could the format change after three matches?
Being able to freely choose the order and candidates for battle was unexpected for both sides. Selecting a suitable fighter in the shortest possible time while also trying to discern the opponent's intentions was an extremely difficult task.
After a brief consideration, he sent Fan Yihuang this time.
Fan Yihuang had cultivated for a long time in similarly low-temperature, hypergravity environments. He had long since refined his