He mustered his courage and walked into the arena; in the vast expanse of white sand, there stood a man with golden-brown hair and purple eyes.
Jiaren Lu became serious, carefully checking his equipment before stepping onto the field. Then he glanced at the publicly displayed information of his opponent:
"Alpha Stage, Level 30 pure 'Martial Artist,' and also from the Dragon Faction, which is not good at close combat—perfect, I am from the Crane School. Just get in close, and one set will take him down."
Although he had been startled before, a look now assured him that it was all normal. 'Dexterity' at only 17 points—mine is 19 in 'Dexterity,' which means his turning speed, evasion, and precision of movement must all be inferior to mine.
Moreover, the other party wore no equipment—heh, truly arrogant.