Within the Golden Lake, Su Xiao's mind was exceptionally calm. The feeling resembled meditation, but it lacked some of meditation's immersion and focus.
The sensation of his consciousness returning to his body was wonderful. First, he felt his powerful physique, then gradually adapted to it, and finally regained his usual ease.
Su Xiao sensed the changes within him. He had absorbed a large amount of "special golden power" inside the Golden Lake. His physique did not feel any different at the moment, but when he opened his personal information and checked the potential-related list, he could see a golden-font attribute at the very top.
"Golden skill points increase enhancement efficiency by 50%."
A feeling of ascent appeared. Su Xiao rose through the pale-golden liquid. When he slowly emerged from the surface, he sensed a spatial fluctuation. In the next instant, he was standing in a circular arena covered in yellow sand. It was several hundred meters in diameter, surrounded by wooden walls several meters high, with tiered spectator stands beyond them.
This was the main arena of the Golden Colosseum. It had an old-fashioned, magnificent style and could hold hundreds of thousands of spectators. The stands were packed. These were clashes between supreme powerhouses, and tickets for the Golden Colosseum's main arena were always impossible to obtain.
Although the Golden Colosseum allowed participants up to the supreme powerhouse level and set no lower limit, few people below that level would come to participate.
In previous Golden Colosseum events, when the combatants were teleported to the main arena, the surrounding stands would erupt in thunderous cheers. This time, however, the spectators were somewhat quiet.
They were not deliberately creating an awkward silence. Their feelings were simply too complicated. They had spent quite a lot of money on their tickets, only