Chapter 90 - The Confident Silver Shield, Cheers in the Aren (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mike himself did not know about this.

Only the player who had forfeited and the player who had been killed by Mike in the previous round knew about it.

Under normal circumstances, death would only result in a loss of 10% of EXP.

Moreover, death in the arena should not lead to the loss of EXP at all.

However, he had lost EXP.

Furthermore, he decreased by one level.

Just this reason was enough to make him forfeit.

He knew that he could not win, but if he died, he would lose one level. Who would want to bear such a loss?

The player left the arena dejectedly and heaved a sigh of relief.

Mike, on the other hand, was not affected.

He felt that it was normal for anyone to forfeit.

The next moment, Mike was teleported back to the special seats to continue watching the match.

“It seems that your opponent is afraid.”

The king commented with a hint of disdain in his tone.

In his opinion, even if it was a situation where he was bound to lose, since there was no loss, he should still give it a try.

Mike, on the other hand, answered very calmly,

“I can be considered somewhat famous among the adventurers.”

The king did not speak, his gaze remained on the arena.

However, he could understand some things from this sentence.

It seemed that all the adventurers knew what he had done.

The king narrowed his eyes as if he had a plan in mind.

Meanwhile, Mike continued to eat grapes leisurely.

The second round of the competition soon ended.

It only took 20 minutes.

Only 54 people were left from the original 216 people.

It seemed that Mike’s opponent’s behavior in the second round had affected everyone.

In the next few rounds, Mike’s opponents all forfeited.

Mike himself was also willing to see this.

He did not want to waste time teleporting to and fro the stage.

Since he was going to win anyway, it would be better to win effortlessly.

Soon, there were only four contestants left.

Each match was extended to 30 minutes.

After all, including the finals, there were only three matches left.

It could be said that these three matches would be the three most valuable matches in this tournament.

The longer the time, the more strategies the participants could consider.

This could also increase the enjoyment of the spectators.

Mike was drawn to be in the first round of the competition.

After being teleported to the stage, Mike did not even take out his weapon.

After all, the opponent would most likely forfeit.

However, this time, it was not like before.

Mike’s opponent this time was a knight.

His ID was Silver Shield.

Unlike the other players, Silver Shield did not surrender.

He looked at Mike up and down, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Obviously, he wanted to fight.

Mike naturally saw it and immediately took out his weapon.

Similarly, Mike still chose the staff form.

In a place like the arena, the Staff of Meredith was definitely the best choice.

Because the small fireballs in the staff form and the wind blow could create an area of effect attack.

Looking at the range of the fireballs that Mike fired…

Not to mention this stage.

Even this arena could be completely covered.