Chapter 97

After reading the introduction about the arena, both Ji Wuhui and Bai Lao were filled with shock.

Being able to fight in an absolutely fair manner without worrying about any injuries to oneself or affecting the surrounding area—perhaps such things could only happen in the boss's shop.

"Old Bai, do you want to have a match?" Ji Wuhui said with a smile.

"Of course!" Old Bai replied with a grin. "I've been itching to stretch my muscles ever since I reached the ninth rank yesterday!"

Hearing the conversation between Bai Lao and Ji Wuhui, Bu Lige and his companions suddenly became very interested. It was a rare opportunity to witness a battle between such powerful ninth-rank masters!

"Player Bai Hong has invited Ji Wuhui to a fight. Do you accept?"

A message appeared in front of Ji Wuhui. He naturally chose to accept.

Immediately, they both felt the scene before them flash. When they reappeared, they were already on the peak of a towering snow-covered mountain.

"In the arena mode of the Tower of Trials, if you don't actively choose, the battle map will appear randomly," Luo chuan explained in a timely manner.

Several people nodded in understanding, even Yao Ziyan came over curiously.

The monitor displayed a vast, snowy scene. Surrounded by endless snow-covered mountains, countless snowflakes were flying in the sky!

Bai Lao and Ji Wuhui looked around in surprise. They could clearly feel the cold air and the touch of snow carried by the wind on their bodies.

"Your Majesty, choose your weapon!" Bai Lao called out to Ji Wuhui from a distance.

Ji Wuhui nodded. "There's also a Black Dragon Spear here?"

Mr. Bai opened the in-game shop and searched, finding the Black Dragon Spear available. Without hesitation, he chose it.

In an instant, a long spear identical to his own Black Dragon Spear appeared in his hand. Bai Lao could even clearly feel the dragon soul within the spear!

In the arena mode, everyone can choose their weapons for free. Charging extra for weapons on top of the entrance fee would be too much.

In Ji Wuhui's hands appeared a three-foot-long green blade exuding the aura of an emperor.

Bai Lao recognized that sword—Saint Soldier, Emperor Sword! Unexpectedly, in addition to the Black Dragon Spear, the mall also had Ji Wuhui's weapon.

At this moment, their strengths were exactly the same. Both were newly advanced to the ninth rank of Dao Seeking.

Bai Lao and Ji Wuhui locked eyes, and a spiritual storm began to condense between them. Snowflakes danced wildly, and the cold wind cut like a knife!

"Your Majesty, please enlighten me!" Bai Lao's voice sounded as his figure disappeared.

"Haha, don't hold back, Old Bai!" Ji Wuhui laughed, and the Emperor Sword swung towards the spot where Bai Lao vanished.

A black spear appeared, tearing through the space with its tip! Bai Lao's figure emerged simultaneously.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the Emperor Sword collided with the Black Dragon Spear! Where they clashed, cracks in space emerged, and endless spiritual energy scattered around them, creating bottomless fissures in the ground beneath their feet!

Missing the blow, Ji Wuhui's figure retreated thousands of feet. Bai Lao pressed forward relentlessly, laughing as he did so.

"The name of the White Spear God is well deserved!"