Clash

Standing on the arena, listening to his other code name echo throughout the stadium, Lin Yu remained completely composed.

On the other side of the arena, A Yin also stepped onto the platform.

He was dressed simply and plainly, and his whole person seemed full of vitality.

The two looked at each other from opposite sides of the arena, and A Yin called out loudly.

"So you're 'Clonazepam'... A pleasure to meet you."

"Although I don't particularly like fighting women, this is an arena, after all, so I'll give it my all."

He cupped his hands and spoke with great courtesy.

This unique opening left Lin Yu unsure how to respond.

Following Zhu Ming's persona, Lin Yu could only give a slight nod and speak with a soft laugh.

"Then you'd better hold back a little."

Their brief exchange ended, and Earl's voice rang out.

"Are both contestants ready?"

"Ready!"

A Yin's reply was full of vigor.

Lin Yu also gave a slight nod. "Ready."

"Then—begin!"

With Earl's command, a deep rumble immediately rose from the arena.

The floor tiles rapidly heaved upward, forming narrow, winding stone paths. The "Falling" themed arena appeared once again.

A Yin did not hesitate. The instant the stone paths rose, he charged toward Lin Yu.

"Whoosh—!"

Although he was only "Tier 2," his speed was hardly slower than Snowy Owl's normal state.

And moreover...

A Yin did not turn along the winding stone paths. Instead, he chose to... go in a straight line!

Whenever he reached a bend, A Yin would leap high into the air.

His powerful bodily coordination and the lightness technique clearly originating from the Prison Mountain Realm allowed him to easily clear those extremely long gaps.

"He's really aggressive. Isn't he worried that his opponent might have some kind of