Shen Xuan stared at Tang Roulan.
He saw clearly as Tang Roulan's cheeks turned crimson in an instant.
It wasn't because she was embarrassed.
It was guilt.
"Senior Brother Shen, if you don't like it, I can trade numbers with you. I drew number seven hundred and seventy-eight."
The lower the number, the earlier you went up on stage.
Without knowing your opponent's strength, it put you at quite a disadvantage.
And this number didn't just determine the first round.
It was the same for the later rounds.
There were three thousand numbers.
Tang Roulan had drawn number eight.
You had to say, her luck was exceptionally good.
"Number eight is pretty good."
Shen Xuan said with a smile.
The sooner he finished, the sooner he could return to the inn and rest.
Did his opponent matter to him?
Not in the slightest.
Even if the True Core True Person serving as the arena judge came down to fight.
He wouldn't fear him.
After refining the True Fire Gourd.
[Heavenly Lightning Tribulation Fire], [Solar True Fire], and [Crimson Cloud Yuan Fire], three flames born of heaven and earth, were gradually merging with his Dao Foundation Spirit Sea.
Shen Xuan estimated that an early-stage True Core Realm cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand the domineering True Fire released by the True Fire Gourd.
As for these Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
No matter who his opponent was, none of them could stand against him.
He wouldn't need the True Fire Gourd at all.
Tang Roulan didn't know how strong Shen Xuan was.
She still felt somewhat guilty.
"Senior Brother Shen, how about I find someone to switch with you?"
"No need."
Shen Xuan replied coolly.
"I like number eight."
As the two were talking, someone suddenly cried out in surprise.
It turned