Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the long-awaited final of the Championship Match officially began.
As everyone had expected, Lu Yuan, who had cut down every obstacle all the way to the end, was facing none other than Zhao Long, who had previously declared he would defeat him.
The arena ten thousand meters in the sky instantly boiled over. The densely packed spectators chattered endlessly, voices rising and falling in waves that swept across the entire stands.
"The finals at last! Lu Yuan versus Zhao Long!"
"Do you even need to ask? Lu Yuan got full marks in the entrance assessment, his strength crushes everything. He's definitely winning!"
"Not necessarily! Zhao Long has an EX3-level Fire Ability. Fire naturally restrains ice. It's a heavenly counter in attributes!"
"So what if he got full marks? Attribute restraint is right there. Challenging higher levels is common enough!"
"I'm betting on Lu Yuan! He's instantly killed opponents the whole way and hasn't revealed his real trump card at all!"
"I'm with Zhao Long! Once his charged burst takes shape, no ice user, no matter how strong, can withstand the scorching flames!"
The fans on both sides held to their own arguments, endlessly debating. Some favored Lu Yuan's peerless talent, while others were certain Zhao Long's attribute advantage would secure victory.
But the arena's soundproof barrier was extremely strong. No matter how noisy and heated the quarrels below were, the two people facing off on the field could not hear even the slightest bit of it.
Looking at Zhao Long's burly, upright figure, Lu Yuan spoke faintly to himself in his heart:
Zhao Long. Perfect. I'll have you test the Spinning Ice Sky Rush I just comprehended.
At this moment, however, Zhao Long was already uneasy inside, his nerves stretched