"What do you mean by sending one member? What if I use my mechanical creations or summons?"
Before the guide high in the sky could answer Ye Qiyan's question,
the sharkman holding a meteor hammer burst into wild laughter first.
"Hahahaha! I'll answer for her! You can only send in one! You can't rely on superior numbers in this arena! Boy, go ahead and summon your beast to its death!"
The guide gave the sharkman an indifferent glance. He immediately shut his mouth, but still stared ferociously at Ye Qiyan, as though considering how best to eat him.
"This trial is an individual trial. No more than one contestant may be dispatched to compete, and melee weapons must be used in combat."
Understood.
This trial.
In other words, these were only the rules for this round.
There was no telling what the next ones would be like.
"Hey, guide, is the information up there wrong? How could this guy be a newcomer whose name hasn't even been recorded? I've already won three times in a row. Shouldn't I be matched against someone else with three consecutive wins?"
The sharkman, Ba Tulu, suddenly noticed something wrong with the screen high above.
He had been in this arena for a long time and had always been matched against opponents with the same winning streak as him.
Three wins matched against zero?
This was the first time it had happened.
The guide's gaze silently settled on Ye Qiyan, and she spoke quietly.
"There was no error in the matchmaking."
"Those are the rules."
The sharkman scratched his head. His muscle-filled brain simply could not understand why he, with three victories, could be matched against a newcomer who had only just entered the arena.
He also completely failed to realize.
If something like this