The second match began about an hour later.
The alien races measured time in ke, roughly equivalent to the shichen used in the Mythical Realm.
Hearing the broadcast-like announcement, Li Su did not waste any time and went straight onto the stage.
This opponent was quite ordinary.
He was an alien race with an exceptionally rich life aura, with gem-like green leaves growing from each side of his cheeks.
A Forest People Clan member!
A race with plant-like functions, capable of photosynthesis and possessing extremely powerful recovery abilities. Their attacks were primarily physical, though they carried traces of light power as well—highly penetrating and tremendously destructive.
More people had come to watch this battle.
There had been around a hundred before, but now each of the four stands seemed to hold roughly forty-five people, bringing the total to over two hundred, nearly three hundred.
Fortunately, this number probably had nothing to do with either the Frenzy Faction or the Technique Faction. The Technique Faction would be one thing, but if the Frenzy Faction had really sent people over, there should not have been so few of them.
At that thought, Li Su let out a breath and relaxed considerably.
If possible, he truly hoped the Frenzy Faction would not care about his appearance. After all, he was only one person—what could he possibly change?
Unfortunately, that possibility was slim.
In this sort of factional struggle, even when one side had been utterly defeated, it was difficult for things to stop. Even if those at the top had eased off and felt they had already won, the people below would not let it go.
It was not necessarily because they hated the other side that much, but because they wanted to pick up easy gains or slap on a label. The