If there hadn’t been the banquet last night, the competitors would definitely have thought the same upon seeing this ranking, believing that Ye Xuan was sure to lose.
But last night, they saw a so-called garbage Dragon Tamer turn his hand into a cold gigantic dragon, stabbing through the number one seed of the giants with a sword.
If they still looked foolish, then there must be something wrong with their brains.
For all spectators, the opening match was a one-man show solely for Ashabe, and it was a one-sided victory.
But only those competitors present knew that this might truly be a clash of dragons and tigers!
In the quiet waiting area, suddenly there came a series of rapid footsteps.
Everyone turned their heads to look.
All they saw was the silent Dragon Master, under everyone’s gaze, expressionlessly walked towards the arena.
"Damn..." someone cursed fiercely.
Many couldn’t help but exclaim such.
Even last night, there wasn’t a hint of panic on his face, not even in front of the number one giant seed or even in front of a level 100 fourth-turn Martial God!
Now, facing the roaring laughter of the crowd, he seemed utterly indifferent, as if he didn’t take them seriously at all.
This kind of willpower, it’s truly too strong.
Some competitions, the so-called "home court advantage", one important factor is that more fans support the local side, thus generating more popular opinion, which in turn has a greater impact on the visiting team.
Most people supported the noble Ashabe, cheering for him, and some even mocked Ye Xuan, trying to impose a sense of "away game" pressure on him.
The reason Ashabe received their support wasn’t because they were unpatriotic.
The Silver Moon Forest, where Ashabe was from, is the nation of the Dragon Country, and they are legitimate citizens of the Dragon Country.
"Ashabe, be careful not to let him get close."
"His physical strength has already reached such levels, even facing a hundred level 100 fourth-turn Martial Gods, he won’t collapse!"
"If you’re going to fight, use long-distance methods!"
This was originally the second against the fifth.
But Princess Luo Suixuan still solemnly reminded Ashabe several times.
"Yes, team leader, don’t worry about me, I won’t let him get close!"
"Just right..." he sneered, and said: Bring it on!
"My biggest advantage is kite flying!"
"I won’t let him touch me!"
Ashabe’s tone was full of confidence.
Silver Moon Forest has three unique professions, one of which is the secret profession called "Moon Sorrow Knight".
This is a hybrid support and damage dealing profession.
Plus, he possesses a special ability.
There are curses, bleedings, and poisons.
They can use the opponent’s special ability to overcome them.
Even though Ye Xuan’s physical strength is powerful, his ability to counteract isn’t that strong!
Hearing Ashabe’s words.
The people of Silver Moon Forest also put their minds at ease.
"Best to give him some psychological burden, otherwise he really thinks that just because he won against a giant, he can disregard everyone."
"Remember, leave him a breath, don’t poison him, it’s against the rules of the competition to kill."
The comrades of Silver Moon Forest cheered their fellow on.
While uttering threatening words, they concealed their own fear of that Dragon Master.
Ashabe regained his confidence, calmly stepped onto the arena, and stood over fifty meters away facing Ye Xuan.
In the spectator stands, everyone was eager for the fight to begin.
Some even took out their phones, wanting to capture the moment of Ye Xuan’s defeat and upload it to the internet.
"No skills or items can be used in 10 seconds!"
"Ten seconds are up!"
"Both of you, prepare for battle!"
And just then, the referee had started the countdown!
On the screen, flashing data began to appear.
Ashabe, clad in a gold long robe, held a level 60 gold quality Magic Wand in his hand.
His eyes stared intently at the figure in front of him.
But his arms still hung low, his gaze casually watching Ashabe.
Does he not worry at all?
Thinking this, Ashabe nearly gnashed his teeth to pieces.
The ten seconds quickly reached their end.
The first match of the Dragon Nation Regional Global Competition begins here!
This level-three great Mage did not activate Mana defense in the shortest time but retreated at maximum speed, maintaining over a hundred meters distance from Ye Xuan.
"This..." Ashabe looked slightly startled.
This scene, stunned everyone.
Wasn’t it supposed to be a one-hit kill?
You, a level 67 Moonlit Mourner, are being forced to retreat step by step by a level 40 Dragon Tamer!
How can this be so stable?
Before either of them spoke, Ashabe, already out of a certain range, once again lifted his Magic Wand.
A pitch-black shield suddenly emerged, entirely enveloping Ashabe within it.
Exaggerated as it was.
He simultaneously activated three trinkets on his wrist, a necklace, and an earring.
In just a moment, a high-ranking defensive barrier had already formed.
"Fuck! A level 67, do you need to attack so sturdily to a level over 40?"
"Awesome! The opposing Dragon Tamer hasn’t even made a move, and Ashabe has already protected himself with layers of Spells, what kind of level difference is this?"
"You know squat! This is what’s called ’a tiger, when weakened, fears a dog’! This point is remarkable, preventing any of our mistakes!"
Seeing Ashabe’s cautious actions, many people began to explain for him.
After completing all these preparations, a strange sense of security rose in Ashabe’s heart.
On the other side, the Dragon Tamer, however, was utterly still, seemingly showing no signs of making a move!
This person’s face was calm, a stark contrast to his hasty defenses from before.
It seems, the opponent has the upper hand!
Moreover, being the second-ranked level 67, he seems to be at a disadvantage!
A feeling of humiliation instantly filled Ashabe’s heart!
He didn’t care too much.
He once again raised his Magic Wand, and waves of purple Magic Power emanated from his body.
The Spirits of Moonlight appeared around his body.
"This Ashabe, he’s actually going for an abnormal attack-type warrior!?"
Every team’s player knew that this was a special third-transfer profession.
You must know, the last time the winner of the qualification battle was also a guy named "Song of Moonlight."