The instant Qian Chongling finished speaking, a dazzling burst of golden light appeared!
The brilliant golden light gathered in the air, gradually forming a massive arena platform.
Intricate patterns covered the platform's perimeter.
These patterns looked ancient and emanated faint fluctuations.
"Get up there!"
Qian Chongling chuckled and lightly waved his right hand.
Whoosh!
Dai Mubai and Oscar flashed upward, landing firmly on the platform formed from golden light.
At the same time, Ma Hongjun and Tang San also appeared on the platform.
An unusual arrangement now took shape on the platform.
Tang San stood alone on the left, while Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar stood on the right.
It looked as though Tang San would be fighting all three of them by himself.
Just as this thought surfaced in Dai Mubai's mind, Qian Chongling spoke again.
"Tang San's cultivation is at the God King level, while you are merely Second-Level Gods. For fairness, your cultivation will all be suppressed to the Soul Ancestor level!"
Tang San's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. He did indeed consider himself powerful, even capable of challenging opponents above his level.
Against three Soul Ancestors unfamiliar with him, he was confident he could kill them all.
But his opponents now were Dai Mubai and the others.
There was no need to elaborate on how well Dai Mubai and the others knew Tang San.
Tang San looked grim, whereas Dai Mubai and the others were delighted.
They even gave Qian Chongling a mental thumbs-up!
The reason, naturally, was that they could finally avenge that arrow!
"Let me explain the rules first. This game only ends when you kill your opponents."
Qian Chongling glanced at the four of them and smiled sinisterly. "Now, let the match begin!"
The moment his words fell, dazzling white and