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Chapter 1683 The Arena (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Primordial Wilderness
As Vestain's questioning voice rang out, Heo's body suddenly jumped back.

boom--

The terrifying force smashed the ground in front of him, sending up a shower of flying debris.

He Ao's figure swept through the air, looking at the rubble that passed by his body.

Given Vestann's power, it's unlikely that an attack would only produce this kind of effect.

Is the strength of this 'colosseum' itself beyond that of a normal, real-world colosseum?
Yes, this is a gladiatorial arena created by Estella to control me and allow Vestann to kill me within it. If it is easily destroyed, then I have no need to face Vestann directly.

He spun in mid-air, twirling his spear, before landing on the ground with the tip of the spear. The crystal tip of the Spear of Vistara scraped the ground, leaving a long gash, and he regained his footing.

He took a deep breath and straightened up.

The martial arts breakthrough consumed too much energy, and the restrictions were even stricter than he had imagined.

First, you need sufficient spiritual energy reserves, which requires prior accumulation. You must do your best in every level upgrade to have enough spiritual energy capacity.

Having capacity is not enough; you also need a long enough time to accumulate it and fill your consciousness.

In addition to this, one must also have a strong understanding of mysticism, and even some basic knowledge of mysticism, in order to achieve better results with less spiritual energy.

If any one of these things is missing, it would be almost impossible to achieve a breakthrough in martial arts.

Some things truly require practical experience to understand; you really won't know the ins and outs until you've tried them.

Of course, in addition to the problems that need to be addressed in these breakthroughs, Heo also needs to face additional 'threats'.

He looked up at Wiestann.

"Doesn't breaking through in martial arts require 'establishing a path'?" Vestann stared at He Ao, his brows furrowed, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How long have you been involved in martial arts? What path have you established, and how did you establish it?"

He spoke so fast that ordinary superhumans couldn't hear him at all, only a sharp and short whistle.

However, He Ao could understand this speaking speed.

"Guess?" He raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

Estella has a companion who is a martial angel, and she knows that the ascension ceremony of martial angels is normal. Since Vestann is essentially an incarnation of Estella, He Ao can understand why she asked this question.

Unfortunately, if I had met Estella earlier, I might have been able to get some information about the Martial Angels from her sooner.

Judging from Estella's condition, even if she had come earlier, she most likely wouldn't have told Heo. Moreover, even if she had, Heo couldn't be sure that what she said was completely correct and without any other ulterior motives.

A slight miscalculation in knowledge of the occult can lead to entirely different outcomes.

Estella was not a martial artist, and what she knew might not be entirely true.

“Interesting,” Vestann raised his hands, his huge and illusory body lowering its head to look at He Ao. “Judging from your performance and experience, you have no time to establish your path. The god behind you actually has a way to help you skip the establishment stage of martial arts and help you break through.”

Almost the instant he finished speaking, he appeared beside He Ao.

He suddenly dodged, coughed lightly, and distanced himself again, staring at Vestain.

He looked down at his palms, which were covered in blood that was a mixture of red, green, and purple.

Vestahn is also a pure angel-level fighter. In the two recent clashes, he had to activate the power of super memory, and the tearing of different forces within his body was rapidly dragging his body into the abyss.

He had already considered the current situation when an unusual force helped him withstand the power of the extrasensory discharge, maintaining his physical stability and preventing him from dying on the spot.

But he didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

The abnormal power was far more domineering than he had imagined, and it was becoming increasingly domineering as the power of his super memory increased.

He hadn't fully unleashed his super memory power before, so he didn't feel it so intensely. But as he fully unleashed his power, this 'contradiction' reached its peak.

The violent tearing of different forces nearly killed him on the spot, even without him praying for the power of the God of War.

Moreover, these two forces are not only tearing at his body, but also at his soul.

And at this very moment, the knowledge from the bottom of the world transmitted by divine sense is rapidly taking over his consciousness, dragging his attention, and making his reactions a beat slower.

Vestain had clearly noticed his situation, so these attacks were all just playful probing.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, by going back and forth like this a few times, He Ao can be worn down to death with minimal cost.

“Actually, I’m quite curious,” Vestann said with a smile, looking at Heo, “that with your current physical condition, you still dare to try to break through to the Martial Angel realm. Aren’t you afraid that a new high-level power will come in and turn your body into a bomb, causing it to explode on the spot?”

He Ao raised an eyebrow. "Then you don't need to worry about it."

However, the moment He Ao spoke, a huge phantom appeared behind him, and several enormous hands reached out from all directions to grab He Ao's body.

In that instant, He Ao raised his spear, the tip of which trembled, and a flash of purple light appeared in his eyes.

A surge of power erupted in an instant, and before those palms could close, his body passed through the gap between them.

boom--

But instead of squeezing through the gap between his palms as he had expected, he crashed into an invisible wall.

what?
His body paused slightly, and in that instant, the hands that came from all directions quickly closed and enveloped him.

The vague doubt still lingered in his mind, but he couldn't care less about anything else at the moment.

These palms almost completely blocked him from all directions—front, back, left, right, and up. The only problem was that there were some narrow gaps below the palms all around him.

Without hesitation, a red glow lit up his eyes, and he flipped forward, passing through the gap beneath his palm.

This time, he did not encounter that invisible wall.

As he rolled out, his body seemed to gain some kind of agility boost, tumbling out smoothly and putting distance between him and Vestaen.

what is this?
Heo hadn't recovered from the collision yet. He looked up at Vestan, who was raising his hand again not far away.

The hands that had surrounded them from all directions had disappeared.

Is this Vestann's ability, or something else?
boom--

Just then, a loud roar rang in his ears.

He raised his head and looked through the gaps in the green light above him at the anomalies that had been stabilized in the sky.

The misty sky was trembling violently, as if something above it was struggling to turn the entire sky upside down.

time is limited.

He lowered his head and looked at Vestan in front of him.

"Do you think I'll give you time to grow up?" Vestain simply lowered his head and stared at him. His rapid speech was accompanied by a swift movement, and he appeared in front of Heo like a gust of wind.

Shila-

A dazzling green light, like thunder, filled the entire arena, then quickly converged and rushed towards Heo's body.

This time, He Ao had almost no room to dodge. He activated his super memory and prayed for some of the God of War's power, trying his best to avoid the onslaught of green lightning.

He could anticipate some attacks and dodge them quickly, while others were right in front of him, and he used his agility to twist his body and dodge them.

When he is about to be attacked and manages to dodge completely, his body seems to receive some kind of 'blessing'; his agility increases, and his overall physical condition improves.

Although it was only for a very short time, it was enough to help him deal with the next few lightning strikes.

However, his luck wasn't always that good, and he couldn't completely dodge the green lightning that was about to hit him. Once he was hit, the enhancement in his physical condition would disappear instantly, and he would be more easily hit from behind.

However, the individual lightning bolts were not particularly powerful. He guided and deflected them with his spear, and with the power amplified by his super memory, he was able to barely withstand a few hits.

However, the remaining, dissipated green lightning would still cause him harm.

Of course, the more severe damage came from the tearing of his body caused by the power of his super memory and the God of War's blessing.

After the lightning subsided, Heo gasped for breath, looked up at Vestain who stood calmly not far away.

Vestain didn't know what changes would occur after Heo was promoted to Martial Angel, but it was clear that he wasn't prepared to give Heo the opportunity to be promoted to Martial Angel.

"cough--"

He Ao coughed lightly, grasped the blood in his palm, and stood up.

The battle had nearly torn all his clothes off, leaving numerous wounds on his body.

This time, his consciousness was focused on 'understanding' the world, and he couldn't spare any energy to protect his clothes.

He stared at Vestahn, the events that had just occurred flashing through his mind.

The strange agility and body bonuses gained after dodging.

The bonus after dodging feels just like a 'perfect dodge' in a game.
Wait, a perfect dodge?

A flash of inspiration quickly crossed He Ao's mind. He raised his head and scanned the huge arena.

Did Estella build this arena simply to 'trample' herself?
When this arena was built, Estella seemed to have used not only her own power, but also borrowed extraordinary power.

Otherwise, if she had the ability to forcibly trap him, why didn't she just kill him? Why did she have to make Vestann go through all this trouble?
In other words, although she can create this 'colosseum', she cannot actually completely control it?

Can she only set rules that are in her favor and then let Vestan take care of her?
But she herself needed to do something more important—to ensure the smooth progress of the release ceremony. Was it her own 'arrangement' that caught her off guard and caused such a huge obstacle?

Wait a minute, this advantageous rule isn't necessarily absolutely advantageous. Otherwise, Vestann would have simply eliminated his own rule in the first encounter, without needing to waste words with him.

In other words, even with the help of the rules, Wiestann did not actually create an absolute gap between himself and himself.

He gazed at the empty seats in the arena.

If you remove the outer shell of this arena, what is its true nature?
It's a fighting ring!
This is a massive, twisted arena anomaly capable of imprisoning angels!

A perfect dodge refers to a situation in some games where the player successfully dodges an attack just as it is about to hit them. In such cases, the player is usually given some kind of 'attribute' bonus or momentum accumulation.

From this perspective, He Ao's experience just now does indeed meet the conditions for a perfect dodge to some extent.

If what just happened was similar to a 'perfect dodge' in a game, then what was that invisible wall that we encountered at the beginning? An invisible wall? An invisible, impenetrable wall in a game?
What was that palm that Vestahn just used to come together from all directions? A skill? Is that why there was this invisible wall of air?
But are all these things just things from a game?

So, the rules of this arena actually follow some kind of game mechanism?
According to the usual game settings, the winner of the game can leave the arena.
Heo stared at Vestain, gripping the spear in his hand.

It looks like this is also a boxing ring where one fights to the death?

The anomaly he encountered when he first entered the instance seemed to be called the Fist of Life and Death.
Sigh, fate...

This time, he didn't stop, but took a step forward and rushed towards Vestain.

Vestain was prepared to continue his attack, but unexpectedly, Heo came towards him on his own initiative.

This time, he did not attack He Ao directly, but suddenly dodged to the side just as He Ao's attack was about to arrive.

His massive body moved like a flexible and soft cotton ball, dodging He Ao's attack. In that instant, his speed increased dramatically, and a dazzling bolt of lightning gathered in his hand, rushing towards He Ao's body.

Sure enough, Vestain knew the 'game' mechanics and was using them.

While he was pondering, He Ao, who was prepared, had already dodged and avoided the brilliance.

The instant he 'dodged', his body accelerated in an instant, rushing towards Vestann like a streak of light.

Vestain quickly dodged and retaliated with a backhand grab.

He dodged the hand that was grabbing him, and then charged forward again.

Vestain didn't seem to have adapted to Heo's sudden change in attack rhythm. Although he dodged Heo's attacks several times and counterattacked Heo, his dodging had begun to become somewhat chaotic.

Meanwhile, Heo quietly watched Vestann, sensing Vestann's increasingly chaotic rhythm, while also feeling the 'boost' on his own body.

He could vaguely sense that after the third 'perfect' dodge, his bonuses had reached a limit and would no longer add anything new.

In the instant that Vestain dodged again and attacked Heo as usual, Heo abandoned his dodge. Red light filled his pupils, and surging power gathered in the spear in his hand. He then leaped into the air.

The speed of the shot exceeded Vestain's expectations, reaching him almost instantly.

boom--

Even though Vestan pulled back with all his might, the spear still pierced his chest, leaving a huge, glowing red wound on his body.

He Ao landed with a backflip, twirled his gun, slung it behind his back, and smiled as he looked at the staggering Vestann, "You flatter me."