I didn’t even use Root Magic to kill it.

You could say I was just toying with it.

’I thought I’d finally met my match.’

This was the first time Lu Cang had ever faced an opponent with a title.

To his surprise, they hadn’t even managed to touch him.

He really did feel a faint sense of loneliness.

He’d fought over 300 matches without a single satisfying battle.

’Is being invincible really this lonely?’

"Next match."

[Match Found]

[Opponent: Bhikshu]

A yellow, electric mouse appeared before him...

The opponent had no title.

"Bhikshu, Bhikshu—"

’Oh, so it can’t even speak human language.’

[Countdown—1]

*Instant White Flash*.

CRACKLE—

Four beams of light pierced through, instantly killing it.

’Hmm, it seems like Instant White Flash failing to one-shot an enemy was just a special case.’

’When I fought Swallowing Night earlier, I thought my Magic had lost its Power... even though it’s a Tier Three, Level 301 Magic.’

’It must’ve just had some weird resistance.’

[Match Found]

His opponent was a creature with a muscular human body, a boar’s head, and two Serrated Long Knives.

...

He fought over thirty more matches in a row. Only one opponent was from the Human Race; the other twenty-nine were all from Alien Races.

This made Lu Cang realize just how many different races existed in this world.

In the City in the Circle where he currently lived, he basically only ever saw humans.

’Where are all these Alien Races?’

’And they all have access to the Battle Arena... they can talk, too, so they’re clearly intelligent and capable of communication.’

The more he thought about it, the more he felt this world might be terrifyingly vast.

Out of the 30 enemies, three had titles.

But they were no match for him at all; he basically crushed them.

’It seems there are differences between titles, too.’

’In that case, I must be a strong Titled Douluo, while they’re on the weaker end of the spectrum.’

He gradually found his confidence, and it even began to swell into arrogance.

Lu Cang had to mentally rein himself in, reminding himself to stay humble. ’There’s always someone stronger out there. I’m just a little bit invincible, that’s all.’

Even though he hadn’t used his Death Priest trump card, hadn’t taken out the continent’s strongest Magic Wand, and hadn’t even practiced his new Magic Enhancement Technique, he had already crushed this group of Titled Alien Races despite only recently reaching Level 3...

Still, he had to remain humble.

Fighting these Alien Races did, however, give Lu Cang a great deal of inspiration.

In the process, Lu Cang casually created two new Tier Three Magic spells.

[Earth Dragon Ascending Magma (Tier Four) (Level 301)]

[Shadow Weaving Net (Tier Four) (Level 301)]

The Tier Three Magic had all become Tier Four after he finished creating them.

’Hmm, so Divine Level·Ascension works on newly created Magic, too.’

...

Normally, a Level 3 Mage using Tier Four Magic was already a completely one-sided beatdown.

Not to mention, he was using Tier Four Beyond Magic—and Source·Transcendent Magic at that.

340-win streak...

350-win streak...

His rank skyrocketed. After 50 matches, he was already ranked second among all Level 3s in the City in the Circle...

His points had been reset after he reached Level 3.

However, his multiplier hadn’t been reset. The points gained from each win in his streak were calculated based on his current streak, not started over from scratch.

"The Magic of these Alien Races is really interesting... It’s a shame I can’t learn it."

These Alien Race Mages who could get matched with him had also mastered No Chanting or abbreviated chanting.

There was really no way for him to steal their Magic.

If he could hear them perform a full Chant for a spell, he might be able to learn it.

This couldn’t help but make Lu Cang wonder, ’Could I learn Iz’s kind of spell-stealing Skill?’

Lu Cang was considerate of Iz’s privacy and had never specifically asked her about it.

Just as Iz and the others had never asked about his multiple Divine Talents.

They were all renowned experts; it was normal to have secrets.

This was an unspoken understanding among them.

When he’d fought against the Human Race before, it was one thing not to see many novel spells. But now, fighting these Alien Races, he was always thinking, ’What’s this? And what’s that?’

’Their Magic is so effective when they use it. If I learned it and used Ascension to make it Beyond Magic, how strong would it be?’

The Skill of learning Magic just by seeing it truly made Lu Cang’s hands itch with anticipation.

399-win streak...

[Match Found]

The opponent who appeared this time looked almost identical to Swallowing Night.

[Root Mage: Xu Zhou]

’A Root Mage?’

’This is really the first time I’ve met a third Root Mage besides myself and Iz.’

Xu Zhou looked up at his enemy’s name.

[Root Mage: Lu Cang]

[Countdown—3]

"So I really did run into you."

"Swallowing Night just lost to you, didn’t he?"

Lu Cang could tell the two of them were likely from the same race.

But to Lu Cang, the only difference in their appearance was that one had purple blood vessels in his eyes, while the other’s were blue, and one’s hair was a little longer than the other’s.

"Yes."

"Heh, he said he met a very powerful Human Race Root Mage. He even said that *I* wouldn’t stand a chance against you."

"Swallowing Night is the most outstanding genius of our tribe. He is second only to me. For you to make him give such an evaluation..."

’Second only to me.’

’Why does that line sound so familiar?’

’And if he’s only second to you, don’t call him the *most* outstanding... that means he’s not at the top, right?’

[Countdown—2]

Lu Cang asked, "Are you the strongest Level 3 of your race?"

"Probably not, but I’m not far off."

Lu Cang: "Alright."

[Countdown—1]

SWISH!

The first thing he raised was a Fifty-Six Layered Shield!

After all these battles, Lu Cang had learned all the Tier Three spells, adding a few more layers to his Shield.