Soon, the night passed.
The Arena below had bustled with activity all night.
Battle after battle, challenger after challenger—some won, some lost, some cheered, and some wept.
Yet not a single contestant that night had reached the point of attempting a ninth or tenth consecutive win.
The strongest had been a Lava Spirit.
His entire body was made of magma, and every attack carried scorching heat, forcing his opponents back again and again.
But he had only managed eight consecutive wins before exhausting himself.
After his eighth battle, he stood in the ring, panting heavily, the magma throughout his body having dimmed considerably.
After much hesitation, he finally chose to give up.
He had no choice. He was in terrible condition. If he kept fighting, he would only lose.
Each challenger had a quarter of an hour to rest before facing their next opponent.
A quarter of an hour was neither particularly long nor particularly short.
Although it could not restore them completely, it was enough to recover a fair amount of true qi and stamina.
Thus, anyone hoping to achieve ten consecutive wins had to possess formidable strength.
That way, they could easily defeat their earlier opponents without expending much energy!
With another quarter of an hour to rest, they could enter every match in peak condition.
As for those who barely scraped a win and were half-dead with exhaustion after a single fight, how could they possibly keep winning?
Morning came, and sunlight spilled down.
Qin Yan opened his Mystic Token and checked it.
Sure enough, he had gained five Mystic Points!
"This assignment is such a sweet deal!"
The corners of Qin Yan's mouth lifted.
The main advantage was that the assignment paid well without taking up much time.
He could earn five Mystic Points simply