The moment they saw the result of the first clash in the arena, the surroundings fell silent before erupting into an uproar.
"Good!"
"Alva is incredibly strong!"
"That got the blood pumping!"
Seeing Mu Fan knocked away in an instant, all the spectators burst into cheers.
They were simply cheering for the strong.
Naturally, Alva, a war god-like figure of the White Armor Tribe, was even more popular.
However, because of his wild entrance earlier and his identity as "Wood Brother," Mu Fan had also won over a small group of supporters.
Not to mention Lansi and the others watching anxiously, little fat Yinuoke had already jumped up and started shouting, "Wood Brother, go!"
"Wood Brother, go!"
A trace of hesitation flashed across Feilia and Ke Ya's faces, but they quickly cast aside their worries. The White Armor Tribe children began shouting along with him.
Wood Brother was the great hero Teacher Sister always talked about.
The cheers and encouragement around him merged into a torrent that flooded Mu Fan's ears.
His narrowed gaze settled on the shield raised on Alva's left arm.
With his astonishing eyesight, he could clearly see the dense bone-like patterns on the shield's surface.
Yet embedded within it were flecks of black and gold...
Under the torchlight and starlight, those flecks gleamed with a metallic luster.
That plain-looking shield had blocked his attack just now?
And the mark he had left on it was actually slowly springing back.
"Again!!"
Alva's booming voice exploded beneath the stars. At this moment, his momentum was overwhelming.
The shout filled Mu Fan's mind and finally stirred his fighting spirit.
A grin tugged at the corner of his lips.
How long had it been since he had met someone worthy of making him fight with all his strength?
He lightly