The first day of the fourth-level auditions.

On stage No. 99.

Asa, a level 24 warrior, was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

On the opposite side is a combination of knights, priests, and zebra orc warriors.

Although the three opponents were not as high in level as Asa, the orc warrior Sen was very agile and powerful.

The knight named An is also very powerful.

Most of his attacks were blocked by the opponent.

Plus that giant wolf and that annoying priest.

During the battle, Asa was a little flustered!

"What bad luck! I guess I can only think of a solution in the resurrection match."

In the end, in order to end the game with dignity, Asa walked off the stage on his own after his physical and magical powers were almost exhausted.

Although being besieged seems a bit unfair, it is also reasonable.

Your level is higher than others, so don’t you allow others to form a group?

As for being defeated, it only means that your strength is just so-so.

"As expected of a level 24 warrior, so strong!"

Sen looked at Asa who was unwilling to give up, then turned to look at An and the female pastor who had already dispersed.

Although orcs are naturally stronger than humans, Sen's level is the lowest among the four, only level 21.

Just now, when facing Asa's attack, Sen was under a lot of pressure.

He was even seriously injured.

When Asa is present, the female priest will take the time to cast healing spells on Sen.

But now that Asa is out, the three have become competitors.

However, the level 22 female priest still used healing magic on Sen.

An Nuo looked at this scene and his eyes narrowed instantly.

It was obvious that he had now become the target of the two men's joint attack, with his mount.

"What a heartless woman! I risked my life just now to rush over and protect you!"

An Nuo pretended to cover his chest, looking heartbroken as if he was abandoned.

In order to confuse the audience and opponents, his performance at this time was not much better than Sen.

But because of Sasir's existence, it was inevitable that Annuo would be besieged.

"Your Excellency, you're going a bit too far by saying that you're risking your life!"

A black line seemed to appear on the female pastor's forehead.

Do you really think the referee next to you is jealous?

She cast a holy light magic at Anno, then rushed forward with her staff in hand.

Under normal circumstances, the priest only needs to heal the injured members of the team at the back and attack the target with long-range holy light magic like a mage.

But in special circumstances, the priest can also be considered half of the front row!

The sharp edges on the staffs in their hands are not for show.

“Ouch!”

Sasir, who had been beaten the hardest by Asa in the previous battle, growled and his momentum suddenly increased.

She rushed quickly in front of the female pastor and made a sharp turn.

With a scream, the female priest was whipped by Sasir's tail and flew off the stage, losing her qualification to compete.

A priest is a priest after all.

My physical fitness is still not as good as that of a soldier.

Since the difference in strength was not that big, as long as Sasier was a little more serious, she would not be able to escape at all.

"Hey, hey, hey, although, your mount is too powerful!"

Sen stared at An Nuo and Sasir who were walking towards him with wide eyes, and kept backing away.

Seeing that he had retreated to the edge of the ring, Sasir was only two meters away from him.

Sen suddenly stood up straight, put his left hand on his waist, pointed his right finger at An Nuo who was standing behind Sasier, and shouted: "An, if you have the guts, let's have a fair one-on-one fight... Ah! You little... big wolf, you took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me by surprise!"

Sen drew a parabola in the air and was about to fall onto Ring 85, where he was caught by the referee.

"Huh!" Sen opened his eyes and looked at the referee in front of him, his face lit up with joy.

"I haven't landed yet, so I haven't lost yet! Dear referee, please send me to ring No. 99, thank you!"

Mori hugged the referee with both hands and wrapped his legs around the referee's waist.

This way it won't touch the ground.

Referee No. 85 had a gloomy face. He threw Sen, who was entangled with him, to the ground and turned back to the ring.

Sen, who landed on the ground, felt as if he had suffered a huge blow. He muttered to himself, "My road to becoming a champion...is this the end?"

"The winner of the first round of Arena No. 99 is Adventurer An!"

Ignoring Sen who was doubting his life, the referee on ring No. 99 saw Sen thrown to the ground by referee No. 85, and immediately stood on the ring and announced to everyone the winner.

In the eyes of the fourth-level contestants who were watching, Annuo's strength was average.

However, the strength of his giant wolf mount is extraordinary and its strength cannot be judged by its level.

"An at No. 99 is a level 22 knight, and his mount is level 21. But the combined strength of the two is roughly equivalent to level 23 or even 24!"

"He's an opponent worth taking seriously!"

"As a knight, I look forward to fighting him!"

"Then you have to win first!"

In Annuo's previous match, the strongest level 24 fighters were forced to leave the field early.

This shows that being stronger does not necessarily mean victory.

However, some people doubted An Nuo's ability.

"Why do I feel like this person is hiding his strength? The mount is so strong, it doesn't make sense that the knight who subdued the mount would not be stronger than the mount itself."

"Either he is hiding his abilities, or he is like that Black Rose, with a powerful force behind him preparing a mount for him."

"No matter what, if we meet him in the future, we can work with others to get him out first, depending on the situation."

While everyone was talking, four more people in the crowd walked up after the referee called out their names.

After winning the game, An Nuo checked the four players on the field and found that their skills were all average.

There were no conspicuous means during the fight.

As for the contestants around the ring, none of them have any innate skills.

It is also impossible to accurately estimate a person's strength based on panel information alone.

"All the fourth-level contestants will be here today. Let's take this opportunity to see if there are any people with innate skills!"

Anno rode on Sasir and began to wander among the crowd.

The fourth-level auditions are in full swing.

The fourth-level professionals have much higher physical strength, endurance, and magic power than lower-level professionals.

The duration of each game is much longer than that of low-level games.

Sometimes some matches have already reached the third round.

But in some arenas, the first round of competition has not yet ended.

Every once in a while, you can hear the audience exclaiming in amazement at the contestants' gorgeous skills.

Although, many times they couldn't see clearly the fighting moves between the contestants on the stage.

But this did not stop them from watching the game with great interest.

When An Nuo used [Five-View Universal Vision] to observe the contestants, he also discovered several very powerful people.

The human race has Alva Priestley (warrior), Anthony Carter (thief) and other geniuses of the royal city, who are basically disciples of various high-level professionals.

Among them were Xue Feibai and his fellow disciples.

There were also hundreds of dwarf contestants, among whom the most outstanding were the twin warrior brothers Kim and Silver - they were not assigned to the same arena.

There are also the Orcs' Mad Lion Vernal, the Fire Rhino Layton, the Elf's Ashe, and several unfamiliar elves, all of whom are very strong.

Just when Anno finished watching Ashe's game and was about to leave.

Not far away, a cloaked man wearing a monkey face mask entered Annuo's field of vision.

"Um?"

An Nuo frowned, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

"How could such a guy appear here? Moreover, he clearly had no talent before, so why did he have talent? Can talent be acquired later in life?"

An Nuo turned around and prepared to call the guards.

The referee on the stage shouted, "The third round of contestants for Arena No. 13 enter, level 25 human hunter Simper Burke, level 23 leopard orc Miao, level 22 dwarf musketeer Constance Heyman, level 23 monkey orc Sun!"

After the referee finished reading the list, Anno found that the person he had been paying attention to walked up.