After death, contestants were sent straight out of the arena. They didn't actually die.
Legend had it that this was the War God's Divine Authority, protecting everyone who fought in the arena.
[Enjoy the fight! Fight to your heart's content!]
Lu Cang looked at the giant words on the gate.
He decided to check out the Gate of Observers first.
[Level 3 Warrior: Ice King—Ice Snow Domain—1v1 duel—10 consecutive wins. Loser calls me Dad]
[Level 2: Mist Country—Newbie assassin looking for a beating. Anyone welcome]
[Level 2 Warrior: Spring of Life—No rookies. Warriors only]
[Level 4 Mage: Land of Lava—No assassins. Assassins will be kicked immediately. 5 consecutive wins.]
Most of the listings were for level 2 or 3 combat classes.
There were far fewer level 4s and above.
That made sense. Level 4 was a threshold... Out of every thousand people, only two or three might reach level 4. Level 3, on the other hand, was attainable by pretty much anyone willing to put in the effort. It was only a matter of time.
Besides, not everyone chose a combat class.
Combat-class adventurers were common in his day-to-day life mainly because they were active in the Adventurer's Guild. In reality, only around 5% to 10% of the population chose a combat class as their main class.
There were only about a hundred adventurers who lived in Rhein Town.
Still, given the size of the population, level 4 class-changers weren't exactly rare. It was level 5s who were truly scarce.
He'd heard that reaching level 5 brought a transformation in one's very level of life.
Some rooms were already in the middle of a fight, while others were still waiting for opponents.
Lu Cang considered it.
Iz had told him that different classes countered one another. Mages feared assassins