"Xu Zhou wishes to become your Arena Friend."
"You can invite them to compete again."
'Oh, so you can add friends.'
'This Battle Arena really is a Miracle.'
'A magnificent Miracle connecting countless regions and spaces for battle. Is this the masterpiece of a so-called Level 9 Architect?'
...
Leaving the arena, he was now on a 400-win streak.
Perhaps from defeating so many powerful opponents, his multiplier had reached a staggering 52.
This meant 52 times the base points.
The sky outside was gray and gloomy.
But he hadn't taken more than a few steps.
WHOOSH!
A figure appeared beside him.
"Lu Cang."
It was Kumironi.
"Where did you go? You didn't come back all night."
Kumironi glanced at the nearby Gate of Battle, then back at Lu Cang.
"You... you've been fighting in here all day?"
Lu Cang nodded, then shook his head, an apologetic smile on his face. "Erm... the situation is a bit Special."
Kumironi's Perception swept over Lu Cang's body.
