I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

If what he said was true, then that arena we would move to would have special conditions, conditions that would ensure his superiority and victory.

What would they be? Would I get my inventory sealed and deprived from access to the market and contact anyone like I experienced before?

Or would my items get deprived off me? Or would I get debuffs? Or would we only fight using strength? Or would we fight using cultivation only?

There were too many possibilities to give me a headache. But no matter what, this king here was sure of his victory.

He said it himself, if not for this coin, he wouldn’t have prevailed over his cluster of worlds. That meant he became the final winner not because he was the strongest or the most capable one.

But thanks to his little coin here, he managed to triumph over other much stronger kings.

I felt curious about this coin, and the conditions that battle arena would enforce on the two of us.

Would it be a chase to kill like the arena I experienced before to gain my pillar ownership? Or would it be something else?

And what was with this race and battling arenas? I never experienced such a thing with another race but them!

“A face again… It seems your luck is abundant!” After the fifth trial, he said in such a cheerful mood.

It seemed he was enjoying this! Each time he needed an hour before using it again. So after wasting five hours of doing nothing, he was persistent in activating this coin

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