The man Xu Huo called out to changed expression. He knew that anyone who could still smile in a situation like this wasn't normal, but it was already too late to run. The next moment, the two of them entered the arena.
Xu Huo's score had already been close to fifty thousand before this. Adding this man's points would be more than enough.
The Cannibal Player was a seasoned fighter and handled his equipment with great skill. They traded blows for quite a while before Xu Huo used Space Power to kill him, bringing his score past sixty thousand as a matter of course.
What no one expected, however, was that while he was on his way to the spire, his score began dropping rapidly. It didn't plummet straight to zero like that player from another zone had, but the numbers kept ticking down, drawing frequent sidelong glances from those around him.
Xu Huo also realized that the decline showed no sign of stopping. He simply stopped inside a building not far from the spire, opened his personal interface, and watched the numbers keep changing on the screen. As he did, he wiped away a tiny trickle of blood from beneath his nose.
If his guess was right, some of the players who entered the central zone were of research value to Challenge Island. He had revealed his Evolution ability earlier, and his symptoms of regression seemed to affect his combat strength less than those of other players. That should make him worth studying.
If his score stopped dropping once it fell below fifty thousand, then it probably wasn't because some spectator disliked him. They were using this method to test his limits.
If it dropped straight to zero, there'd be nothing to discuss. There'd be no point wasting time