And the odds were also one to one.
As Mu Rufeng placed his bet successfully, a pool of black slime appeared opposite him.
"Both sides have a time limit of ten minutes for the fight, and if there is no winner within ten minutes, it shall be considered a draw."
"Hmm? A draw if there's no winner in ten minutes? I don't seem to have set that rule," Mu Rufeng immediately frowned.
"Mr. Mu, you set the play, but we can also set some minor rules," the voice spoke up again.
"Rest assured, the minor rules we set won't interfere too much with the play and will all be announced. They are protected by the rules."
Hearing this, Mu Rufeng said nothing more, waiting for the battle to begin.
"Competitors to your places, countdown starting from three."
As the words fell, a pool of black liquid appeared in the arena.
"Bang! The battle begins!" As the gong resounded, the black slime instantly vanished from its place.
Suddenly, only Mu Rufeng remained in the entire arena.
Mu Rufeng found this odd.
Immediately waving his magic wand, a terrifying Flame Domain erupted, engulfing the entire stage.
However, what puzzled Mu Rufeng was that he couldn't find any trace of an opponent within his Domain.
"Where did it go? Why can't I find it?" Mu Rufeng's brow furrowed slightly.
It seemed that the third-level monster had certainly hidden itself.
"If you want to hide, then you're thinking too simply. If I can't find you, then I'll use a wide-scale attack to force you out."
As Mu Rufeng's words fell, a terrifying barrage of flames burst forth, engulfing an arena hundreds of meters in size in an instant.
After a round of bombardment, the entire stage was riddled with holes.
Yet, to Mu Rufeng's puzzlement, he still hadn't found any sign of his combatant opponent.
"So, since a third-level can't defeat me, you brought in a special and peculiar creature that can hide?"
At this point, Mu Rufeng finally realized that no matter how you set the game, Golden City had ways to win against you.
Just like now, Mu Rufeng had used full-screen bombardment skills, and yet he still couldn't locate his opponent.
If it dragged on for ten minutes, once ten minutes were up, it would only be a draw, and Mu Rufeng had bet on his own strength.
Thus, even with a draw, Mu Rufeng would still lose.
Mu Rufeng stopped attacking and began to ponder.
The rules set by Mu Rufeng had to be fair and just; If it was said to be third-level, then that creature must indeed be third-level.
Now that he couldn't see it, either it had left the arena, or it was hiding in an Otherworldly Space.
The former was naturally impossible; leaving the arena would mean a loss.
Therefore, it had to be the latter, hidden in an Otherworldly Space.
Since Mu Rufeng and his opponent were not in the same spatial dimension, no matter how Mu Rufeng attacked, he naturally couldn't affect his opponent.
"Refusing to come out, fine, let's see if you can dodge if I break the space."
Mu Rufeng floated in mid-air and started casting spells frantically.
Although with his current strength he couldn't break the space, if he were lucky enough to trigger a ten thousand times attack...
In the fight against the eighth-level Ghost King in the first-floor cage, hadn't he triggered a ten thousand times attack?
A mere Fireball spell had instantly killed an eighth-level Ghost King.
It had even burned through the space.
If he really triggered a ten thousand times attack, then the third-level aberration would certainly be killed by his attack.
One minute, three minutes, five minutes passed.
The whole arena had turned into magma, with Mu Rufeng's attacks still raining down continuously.
Mu Rufeng's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
He had been attacking for so long, yet the ten thousand times attack hadn't been triggered.
He glanced at the time and found that there were just over two minutes left until ten minutes were up.
Mu Rufeng continued his attacks, but his mind was frantically considering other possibilities.
Suddenly, Mu Rufeng thought of something and his gaze fell upon a Talent Ability.
[Spatial Affinity]: Allows oneself to resonate with space, enhancing spatial abilities.
This was an ability Mu Rufeng had obtained from Little Ying.
Yet, Mu Rufeng hadn't sensed anything unusual about the surrounding space.
However, Little Ying was different from Mu Rufeng; Little Ying possessed the abilities of Instantaneous Movement and Otherworldly Space.
No matter how much more powerful Mu Rufeng was now compared to a common eighth-level Ghost King, his sensitivity to space was definitely less than Little Ying's.
Mu Rufeng immediately woke up the sleeping Little Ying.
"What's up, Papa?" Little Ying appeared on Mu Rufeng's shoulder.
Although he was now cloaked in Flame Armor, it did not harm Little Ying in the least.
"Little Ying, there's an enemy hiding in another space, can you feel its presence?" Mu Rufeng inquired.
"I'll try," Little Ying immediately closed her eyes, then began sensing something.
After a short while, Little Ying opened her eyes and shook her head, "Papa, I can't sense it, maybe because my level is too low."
"Don't worry, try sensing again."
As Mu Rufeng spoke, he immediately activated the ability within his Domain, enhancing Little Ying's spatial perception.
He had almost forgotten that one of the abilities of his Domain was to double one of his own abilities.
"Okay, Papa, I'll try again," Little Ying said as she closed her eyes once more.
Mu Rufeng also checked the time; there was only a minute and a half left.