"Whew-"
Watching the medical staff take Zhang Putuo away for treatment, Yue Wen let out a breath. All his battles for the day were over.
That really had been a tough fight.
He had thrown a total of three punches and two sword strikes against Zhang Putuo, almost as many moves as he had used across the previous seven arenas combined. By comparison, this man had indeed been a difficult opponent.
"Congratulations." The female referee smiled faintly and pointed toward the door straight ahead.
A weight had been lifted from her shoulders, too. All she could think now was that any future matches involving Yue Wen needed a sixth realm expert as referee. During that last match, she had clearly felt that some of Yue Wen's attacks would be very difficult for her to stop in time.
"Thank you, big sis." Yue Wen nodded, then turned and walked ahead.
He pushed open the door before him, revealing a long, floating black bridge. Overhead was a black, starry ceiling studded with brilliant specks of white light. The passage climbed all the way upward, as though leading straight into the sky.
At the very top of this space inside the venue was a circular platform like a floating island. Sixteen smooth black passages sloped down from it, each ending at a door.
Yue Wen was the first to open his door and walk up.
With every step he took along the passage, another section of black lit up. By the time he reached the top of the floating island, an entire brilliant white road stretched behind him.
Tap, tap, tap.
Upon reaching the circular platform, Yue Wen saw sixteen waist-high square pillars corresponding to the sixteen doors. This appeared to be where he needed to wait for a while.
He had cleared