High-Level Mysterious Pool area.
Young Wu Ming had stopped stroking his treasured sword. His sharp eyes were fixed on the figure in the distance, striding forward with the vigor of a dragon and tiger.
Uta!
He never expected to encounter him here.
"But since I can enter the Mysterious Land, it's only natural that the expert who once defeated me would have a chance to come here too!"
"As expected of my lifelong rival!"
Although the young Sword Saint was confident he could defeat Uta, he had never underestimated this Macho Man.
Uta should also be able to draw a precious treasure suited to himself from this Mysterious Pool.
Once he grew stronger, he really wanted to fight him again. What a pity that there were no proper arenas in this Mysterious Land.
While the young Sword Saint was distracted, his thoughts wandering farther and farther away,
the experts watching from afar for entertainment suddenly widened their eyes.
When they had seen the burly man step forward, they had assumed he was a newcomer who knew too little and actually wanted to draw from the Mysterious Pool behind the Lucky One. He was clearly an adorably foolish newcomer who had yet to suffer a loss.
Not a single veteran spoke up.
Rather, most of those who had barely any money left in their pockets yet still lingered in this Mysterious Land were spectators looking for entertainment. They were practically praying for some fresh amusement.
It was common to see a "wealthy" newcomer gamble everything in a High-Level Mysterious Pool and end up utterly defeated. Yet they never grew tired of watching it.
But when the young burly man began spending Mysterious Points to draw, the spectators could no longer hold their composure.
Ten wisps of mysterious power sank into the