How Is This a Win?

How Is This a Win?

Valo had never expected to become this popular one day.

After the referee signaled the start of the battle, at least four groups lunged at him. The former antiques dealer's heart nearly leaped out of his throat, but fortunately, only the closest group ultimately won the right to fight them.

Nasica's expression was equally sour. In his view, Zhang Heng and Valo were doomed not to survive the first round, which meant that in this Twelve-Man Melee, he would have no further chance to teach them a lesson.

But the battle had already begun. His companion reminded him to prepare for their own opponents. The group they faced was no weakling either, and they could easily suffer an upset if they were careless. Nasica could only withdraw his gaze from Zhang Heng and Valo.

The Twelve-Man Melee was, in fact, a contest of strategy as well.

It was not necessarily better to defeat one's opponents as quickly as possible, because the strongest group might have to fight through more rounds and expend more energy. Conversely, with good luck, one only needed to defeat the first-round opponents to advance straight to the finals.

Of course, if the next-round opponents could not be decided for a long time, those who had won first would have more time to recover and adjust. In addition, those who lost could earn a chance at revival by defeating other losers and then challenge the final victor.

In short, this was not a gladiatorial performance that purely tested strength. Everyone had to devise a fighting style suited to their own capabilities, making the pace of battle as favorable to their side as possible. To achieve ultimate victory, they also needed a little luck.

The group facing Zhang Heng and Valo was not