In the boundless desert beneath a sky full of wind and sand, two figures streaked toward each other. The instant they crossed paths, Magic Power collided, ringing out with the clash of metal against iron.
Blood Light splashed. One of them immediately began cursing, "Asura Arena, fuck your ancestors!"
There was no justice in this! Why had he been matched against such a powerful opponent? They were both Weapon Cultivators; it would have been one thing if the other man had merely been one Tier higher in cultivation, but his strength was so terrifying that, even after going all out, he had failed to withstand a single plain, unadorned slash.
He knew that some newly arrived cultivators possessed unfathomable strength, but actually running into one was still hard to accept.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivator vanished.
The surrounding scenery shattered, and Lu Ye returned to his Cave Abode. He picked up the Asura Token and examined it.
Battle Arena Rankings (Moon Jade Realm): 53,621.
That battle had been his tenth here. After ten battles, this rank became his initial ranking within the Battle Arena.
None of the opponents he had encountered had been strong; they could even be called weak. Basically, none had been able to endure a single slash from him. Lu Ye was neither surprised nor smug about it.
A ranking above fifty thousand was not low when looking across the entire Moonlight Realm Battle Arena, but it naturally could not satisfy him. He had only one goal: first place on the Moonlight Ranking.
Without stopping, he continued participating in battles. Though he had gone through ten clashes, they had not even counted as a warm-up for him. He had not even loosened up his muscles and bones.
Now that he had his