First to take the stage and secure a spot as an arena master, whether they can withstand the remaining six hours.
That just depends on individual performance.
In the crowd, Wang Baiqing chose the arena master from the Elemental Spirit Clan.
Li Chengyi and Zhan Youqing chose Wusun Cheng from the Demon Race.
There were also others, like some from the Demon Race, who chose Jiang Yuan, and some chose members of the Giant Troll Clan.
The remaining five members of the Giant Clan also made their choices, each selecting an arena master to challenge.
If the ones with lesser strength were the first to choose to challenge the arena, now it was time for the stronger ones to enter.
Why should it be oneself with higher strength to waste the arena master's Star Power and Physical Strength?
The stronger contenders all unspokenly agreed to let those within their own species who were weaker go up and challenge, depleting their Star Power and Physical Strength.
As for how to avoid being randomly picked for a challenge?
That's all too easy, just join the challenger queue and then cancel.
As long as there are continuous challenges on the stage, there will be no issues.
The problem is, if no one is challenging the arena, that's when the real random selection kicks in.
So they have hung on until this moment.
Taking this opportunity to commence challenges, he would have the members of his own species in front cancel their places in line.
After all, this is the All Clans battlefield.
Each species is a small group; if the leader gets to eat meat, the rest will at least get a share of the soup.
And if the leaders can't get meat, the rest won't even get to taste the soup.
This is also why each species, upon arriving at the All Clans battlefield, will have a leader.
The queuing crowd began to shift, and Jiang Yuan naturally observed this scene.
However, at this moment, he was in no mood to ponder why.
"Here comes another strong fellow," Jiang Yuan said with a light chuckle as he watched Conrad slowly step onto the stage.
"Indeed, at least of the same level as Wang Baiqing," Laojun also nodded in agreement.
"Should we go up and help?"
"I think it's not necessary for the time being."
Zhao Gongming had just finished speaking when Shi Ji, smiling broadly, said,
"With an opponent of this strength, Nezha will definitely have no problems."
Shi Ji's voice was loud; after speaking, he asked Nezha again in a high volume.
"Right, Nezha?"
"Of course, just some bird-man!" Nezha replied disdainfully, flicking his Fire-Tipped Spear.
"Bird-man?"
Conrad, who had just entered the arena, twitched his eyebrows upon hearing this nickname, and looked up at Nezha with anger in his eyes.
The Angel Clan is a First Sequence Clan, and no one had ever dared to call them that before.
Or rather, this nickname was used for their Affiliated Race, the Winged Clan.
And now someone was boldly calling him a bird-man to his face?
"Heh! Wait and I'll smash your teeth in!"
Conrad sneered, "Remember well, I'm from the Angel Clan!"
As he spoke, a purple glow flashed in Conrad's hand, transforming in the blink of an eye into a long-handled trident.
Not the kind resembling a dung fork, but a peculiar weapon similar to the ones in Yang Jian's hands.
A blade on each side, with three gun tips at the front.
The moment he grasped the weapon, Conrad charged towards Nezha.
On his way, he again used two Purple Quality cards.
From the looks of it, they seemed to be Skill Cards.
Kang Siyu watched excitedly as Conrad on the stage and began explaining to the nearby Angels,
"My brother's weapon is the renowned Three-pronged Spear Sword, coupled with the two skills he just used, Dawn Holy Light and Holy Spirit Flash, that Three Heads and Eight Arms kid definitely won't be a match for my brother!"
In the midst of Kang Siyu's enthusiastic voice, Conrad, halfway through his sprint, instantly turned into a ray of light charging towards Nezha.
In just the blink of an eye, Conrad reached Nezha's front.
The Three-pronged Spear Sword in his hand slashed directly towards Nezha.
Nezha's reaction speed did not require concern, as soon as the opponent turned into a flash of light, Nezha was already prepared.
With both hands holding the Fire-tipped Spear horizontally in front of him, he directly blocked Conrad's attack.
However, Nezha had anticipated that after blocking this attack, his Yin Yang Dual Swords would sweep across the opponent's chest.
If the opponent didn't dodge, they would be wounded; and if they did dodge, another Fire-tipped Spear would thrust forward, aiming for their throat.
What Nezha did not expect was the strange force from the peculiar-shaped weapon in the opponent's hand, it was far too powerful.
Even though Nezha had activated the Three Heads and Eight Arms skill, he was still suppressed by this formidable force, or rather, weight.
Previously, to save Star Power, Nezha had only activated one Three Heads and Eight Arms skill when fighting with those before him.
Now, to be suppressed in terms of strength?
Nezha couldn't stand for that!
Star Power surged within, Power Release activated!
Nezha's stature instantly reached a height of one zhang and eight chi (approximately 5.8 meters), his strength greatly increased, and he effortlessly parried his opponent's weapon.
Conrad looked at Nezha somewhat surprised.
He knew that the "Heavenly Holy Light" he had just utilized amplified not just his own strength but also the weight of his weapon.
With the inherent weight of the weapon as well, this strike should at least pin Nezha to the ground, if not take him out immediately.
But the opponent merely bent his legs slightly to block his attack, and somehow, through some activated skill, his height and strength surged dramatically.
The sensation from the Three-pronged Spear Sword clearly informed Conrad of the opponent's strength.
Conrad stepped back, then gritted his teeth and stabbed at Nezha once more.
Having observed from below for quite some time, he was well aware of Nezha's combat methods.
With eight arms and six weapons, Nezha's means of attack were plentiful.
At long range, the opponent had two guns, both of which were Dual-Handed Guns; one gun to block, one gun to strike, making life difficult for Conrad.
At mid-range, the opponent had two swords for offense.
At close range, that golden bracelet was not merely an adornment.
Then there was that red silk wrapped around the opponent.
Although its function was unknown, its appearance suggested that the red silk certainly had a binding capability.
Long-range, mid-range, close-range – the opponent had means to attack at all distances; relentless defense was absolutely ineffective, and he could only clench his teeth and forcefully attack.
Only then would there be a chance of victory!
Conrad's Three-pronged Spear Sword thrust with a Purple Quality Card appearing at the tip of the spear, merging into it as a purple light.
"This is one of my brother's signature skills, the Purple Quality Skill Card of Dawn Holy Light!"
Watching this scene, Kang Siyu, who had been somewhat disappointed when Nezha blocked Conrad's attack, became excited once again.
"This is a powerful point-breaking skill; mere blocking with cold weapons will absolutely not hold."
"Clang!"
As if to confirm what Kang Siyu had said, Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear acted faster than the Three-pronged Spear Sword, directly striking its side and forcefully diverting the attack from its intended target.
However, this attack wasn't just a close-combat augmented strike.
The moment Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear made contact with the Three-pronged Spear Sword, Dawn Holy Light fired straight from it.
Nezha reacted quickly and immediately turned to dodge the attack.
Yet the speed of the light attack was too fast; even though Nezha reacted swiftly, one of his heads was still hit.
The powerful attack blew up the left head of the 17-Star Nezha!
However, as it was an Energy Body, the head simply disappeared and did not cause much damage to Nezha's true body.
But that was just in terms of Nezha's physique.
When had Nezha ever been subjected to such an assault?
A head from the Three Heads and Eight Arms blown up?
"You're courting death!"
Nezha turned back, and all Conrad saw were a pair of blood-red eyes and a red streak!