World's Best Fist

This kind of situation had happened before, but it was super-rare. On average, it had only happened about once in a decade.

"I'm not disappointed." Jiang Chen thought to himself. He was content that his real name hadn't been revealed. After all, his purpose here was to look for the origin of fire. It wouldn't do him any good to start swaggering around.

Jiang Chen flew up in the air. Looking at the Wizard fighter, who was still open-mouthed at what had just happened, he asked, "Where's the other fighter? Could you please call him out here."

The Wizard fighter took a deep breath in, slowly trying to calm down.

After hearing what Jiang Chen had just asked, he merely smiled and shook his head.

"Ever since all the different races have started participating in these contests, the Legend Stele has been making mistakes from time to time, like it did just now," said the Wizard fighter arrogantly.