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The entrance to the Aris Arena was quite spacious, with glowing stones embedded in the stone walls of the passage, illuminating the area brightly, comparable to magical lamps.
Glowing stones were a type of luminescent mineral, not particularly precious; one Silver Kall could buy dozens of them.
During his leisure time, Bu had been reading books in the Library System and had gained a detailed understanding of many things about the Fran Continent, avoiding the embarrassing situation of being overly surprised by any new or strange sight.
As the group gradually reached the end of the passage, they could already see the massive Gladiatorial Arena outside.
"Warren Earl, I didn't expect you to arrive so early!"
A somewhat aged voice suddenly came from behind.
Warren Earl stopped and turned around, only to see a row of guards escorting an elderly man and a young man approaching slowly. Upon seeing the old man, Warren Earl smiled and went forward, politely saying, "Lord Marquis Kenneth, you are also here early. It seems you have high hopes for this Qualification Challenge."
The elderly man referred to as Kenneth had white hair, loose facial muscles, but sharp and spirited eyes. He approached with the young man beside him and shook his head with a wry smile at Warren Earl, saying, "At my age, what hope can I have? I simply couldn't resist my grandson's pleas and reluctantly agreed to let him participate in the Qualification Challenge."
After finishing his sentence, Marquis Kenneth looked at the young man beside him, prompting him to greet Warren Earl.
The young man was a few years older than Bu, with short brown hair and thick eyebrows over large eyes that conveyed a sense of calm. He obediently performed a noble greeting to Warren Earl and said hello.
Bu noticed that this person was also participating in the Qualification Challenge and took a few more glances. However, upon realizing he was only at low-level rank 1 strength, he lost interest.
Seeing that Warren Earl was still chatting amiably with the old man Kenneth, Bu felt somewhat bored and called out to Locke, informing Warren Earl that he would go check out the competition venue before heading outside the passage.
Once outside, Bu looked ahead and found himself somewhat bewildered by the scene before him.
In his mind, he had imagined that a Qualification Challenge would be like those described in his previous life—huge Arenas where two competitors would face off against each other. The winner would advance while the loser would either be eliminated or enter a knockout round.
However, the scene before him completely overturned Bu Xin's thoughts.
Looking around, all he could see were the densely packed spectator stands arranged in a circular formation, surrounding a central area that was as large as four or five football fields, known as the Gladiatorial Arena.
Where was the Arena? He did not see any Arena. He looked at the vast Gladiatorial Arena with confusion and thought, "Could it be that the Qualification Challenge is just a chaotic battle among nearly ten thousand people? What’s the point of that? If nearly a hundred people targeted me, I would be done for."
Locke noticed Bu's confusion and approached him, whispering, "Master, is there something you don’t understand?"
Bu turned to Locke with a puzzled expression and asked, "Locke, what exactly is this so-called Qualification Challenge?"
Locke felt a bit frustrated; he wondered if his master was even from the Fran Continent.
It was one thing not to know that there were prizes for the Qualification Challenge; after all, some people might not be aware of that. However, the rules of the Qualification Challenge were widely known—basically anyone with some ability would know about them.
Locke had thought that since Bu agreed to represent the Aldra Family in the Qualification Challenge at Warren Earl's request, he must have known the rules of the competition. To his surprise, this exceptional master of his had agreed without knowing anything at all.
In fact, Bu was limited by his own way of thinking; he often liked to apply concepts from his past life to things in the Fran Continent.
For instance, regarding the Qualification Challenge, he believed it should be like what was written in his past life—two contestants battling it out was what constituted a Qualification Challenge. Thus, after some consideration, Bu accepted this matter, thinking that such a competition would hardly pose a threat to his life.
Warren Earl never expected that Bu knew nothing about the famous Qualification Challenge within the Holy Order Alliance. At that time, when Bu was negotiating terms with him, Warren thought Bu understood the dangers of the Qualification Challenge; otherwise, why would he be so bold in his demands?
Thus, a delightful misunderstanding arose. Everyone believed Bu was aware of the dangers of the Qualification Challenge, while Bu himself was completely in the dark about it.
Shaking his head lightly, Locke explained to Bu: "Master, the Qualification Challenge usually takes place in sufficiently spacious venues and is typically divided into several rounds. Each round has no more than one thousand participants."
At the start of the Qualification Challenge, the participants entered the competition arena.
At the same time, hundreds of Alchemical Puppets were also released into the arena. These Alchemical Puppets were quite formidable, with more than half being low-level Level 1 puppets, and the rest being Low-Level puppets.
At this point, Locke paused for a moment. He looked at Bu and said hesitantly, "Hundreds of Alchemical Puppets, incredibly powerful, will attack the participants immediately. They won't stop their assault until these Alchemical Puppets are completely destroyed."
"Fighting against Alchemical Puppets?" Bu fell silent. He had learned about the power of alchemical items from a book titled Alchemy World Detailed Explanation.
This book also contained a description of Alchemical Puppets, referring to them as emotionless combat machines.
One thousand participants would be battling against hundreds of Alchemical Puppets. Despite having numerical superiority, no matter how many people there were, casualties would inevitably cause some to retreat in fear.
Alchemical Puppets are not human; they have no thoughts and only act according to commands. Even if they lose limbs, they will continue to attack relentlessly. Unless their Energy Core is completely shattered, it is impossible to stop their advance.
The Energy Core of an Alchemical Puppet is usually protected by thick steel armor, making it extremely difficult to target that aspect.
"Moreover, hundreds of Alchemical Puppets will have special Alchemical Ropes tied around their heads. Low-level Level 1 puppets have one rope tied, while Low-Level puppets have two ropes.
These Alchemical Ropes are usually invisible and intangible. They only reveal themselves after the puppet is completely destroyed. In the Qualification Challenge, what matters is which participant can obtain the most Alchemical Ropes."
Locke continued without holding back.
Bu's expression darkened. Damn it, he had been thoroughly set up by Warren Earl with such a challenging Qualification Challenge.
"So it's a competition to see who can collect the most Alchemical Ropes? Can we steal them from others?" Bu suddenly thought of something and quickly asked Locke.
"Of course. In the Qualification Challenge, it's all about whose fists are bigger," Locke said with a matter-of-fact expression as he looked at Step, his tone confident.
"Moreover, basically every round of the Qualification Challenge only takes the top performer, the best of the best.
This means that only the first-place winner qualifies to advance and continue to participate in the next competition.
Of course, the second and third place contestants can also compete in elimination rounds to determine their rankings, but they can only rank after the first place winner of each round of the Qualification Challenge."
Locke seemed to feel he hadn't made himself clear and continued to elaborate: "In other words, the first-place winner of each round of the Qualification Challenge advances and can participate in the next match.
The second and third place contestants can also participate in elimination rounds, ultimately competing to determine who will be the first place in those rounds, allowing them to join the next match as well. The rest, regardless of whether they obtained Alchemical Ropes or not, are considered eliminated."
Step understood now; this so-called Qualification Challenge was a brutal survival of the fittest.
It was just a matter of throwing out a few hundred Alchemical Ropes for a thousand people to scramble over, fighting tooth and nail. With a survival rate of over ninety-nine percent elimination, the difficulty of this Qualification Challenge was terrifying.
While Step was talking with Locke, Warren Earl and his group had also finished their conversation and were walking toward them through the passage.
"How's it going, Nephew? Is this competition venue big enough? You better perform well later; I have great confidence in you. The glory of the Aldra Family rests on your shoulders."
Warren Earl laughed heartily before even reaching Step, his smile blooming like a chrysanthemum.
Step Black wore a grim expression, wishing he could stomp on that old guy's blooming face. He had been thoroughly tricked by this old fox this time; after gaining only a tiny benefit, he had clumsily ended up being someone else's henchman.
Afterward, he had even felt pleased with himself, clutching a few shabby Skill Books and a set of worn-out equipment while smirking, thinking he had outsmarted this old guy. Little did he know that it was he who had been taken advantage of; others were probably still laughing at him for being so foolish.
"Ah..." With a sigh in his heart, Bu An forced a smile.
At this point, he had no way to turn back. Moreover, he was somewhat confident in his own abilities; he was just a bit annoyed at being taken advantage of.
"Uncle, you're smiling so happily that others might think you have some secret up your sleeve. Let's keep a low profile; look, people around are starting to notice you."
Bu Xin said with a hint of frustration, directing his words at Warren Earl.
Warren Earl was momentarily taken aback by Bu's words. He glanced around and indeed saw Marquis Kenneth and his group looking over with suspicious expressions, which made him feel a bit awkward. He forced a smile and nodded at them.
He had gotten a bit carried away in his excitement. Didn't he see that Kenneth's old guy only let his grandson, who had just reached the low-level first rank, participate? With that level of skill, he simply couldn't compare to Bu, so Warren Earl felt quite pleased with himself, thinking he was superior.
"Ahem, Nephew, you only joined the competition in the second round. Let's head to the audience seats and wait for now."
Warren Earl cleared his throat twice and smiled at Bu Wei.
"Let's go, Brent; our Aldra Family has already reserved VIP Seats." Wendy flashed a sweet smile at Bu and tugged at his sleeve.
Bu nodded and followed Locke as they made their way up the stone steps toward the VIP Seats.
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