"Third possibility?"
Caesar's words stunned everyone else.
Catherine frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Caesar, you don't mean to say that Lin Ran can't beat Petrey, do you?"
"That should be an almost impossible option..."
"Petrey is disgusting, but due to his clumsy offensive system, he is somewhat weak in high-quality matches."
"And his most proud sustained attrition warfare can be said to be completely countered by Lin Ran's monstrous endurance..."
"It's a fantasy for him to want to defeat Lin Ran!"
Due to Lin Ran's outrageous performance before, which was better than the last, their assessment of Lin Ran's combat power had reached a state of near blind obedience.
Therefore, in many people's minds, the thought that Lin Ran would lose never crossed their minds.
Caesar quickly shook his head with a smile, "No, no, no, I certainly didn't mean that..."
"Lin Ran should still be able to win."
"After all, judging from his panel and abilities, his advantage against a defensive turtle-like player like Petrey is quite obvious."
"So what I mean is that Lin Ran will not only win, but win comfortably."
"Being tormented by Petrey? Impossible!"
"On the contrary, Lin Ran is likely to torment him."
This statement surprised many people:
"Torment him, impossible?"
"Exactly, Petrey has been dominating the disgusting world for so many years, it seems he has always been the one disgusting others..."
"Who can disgust him... Petrey is like a rock in a latrine, stinky and hard..."
"It's almost impossible to gnaw him down without chipping a few teeth."
"Yes! And you'll be covered in his stench, which is outrageous."
"..."
Caesar spread his hands with a smile, "But have you noticed? The defense Lin Ran just displayed was also exaggerated."
"Combined with his monstrous endurance, Petrey might not even be able to break through his defense."
"In this situation, won't Petrey be tormented by him in reverse?"
"Besides, Lin Ran has always had a perverse hobby of defeating opponents at their strongest point, so he naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass him by."
This was truly an unexpected path...
The other people present looked at each other, bewildered and at a loss.
It seemed to make some sense?
"That's great! If he can torment that old bastard Petrey in reverse, it would truly be a relief for the fans!"
"Indeed, if I can see Petrey's defense broken by someone else in my lifetime, it would be worth it!"
"I hope Lin Ran will say a lot of trash talk at that time to stimulate this dog!"
"Definitely! This kind of chatterbox needs to be treated with chatter!"
"..."
As everyone was discussing with great anticipation, Arthur beside him seemed to suddenly realize something and slapped his thigh with a cry of surprise:
"It's bad!"
Caesar was startled and looked at him strangely, "Bad? What's bad?"
"You're not secretly hoping that old bastard wins, and want Lin Ran to flip here, are you?"
Arthur smiled wryly at Caesar's words, "Am I that wicked..."
"What I mean by bad is, of course, other aspects."
"Your words just now reminded me of something extremely annoying."
"That is, if the situation is truly as you say, then we might be the ones who are actually tormented..."
Catherine also blinked her eyes, "What do you mean?"
Arthur sighed, rubbing his temples, which were starting to ache, "You guys should not have forgotten what our arena rules say, right?"
"The matches in the arena stage have a time limit, which means they can fight indefinitely if they wish."
"If these two people both adopt a purely defensive strategy, wouldn't it be possible for them to fight until tomorrow?"
"Of course, that's a conservative estimate..."
"And we in the preparation area will have to accompany them in this endless torment?"
After hearing Arthur's words, the expressions of the surrounding contestants also became interesting.
The logic, it seemed, was indeed sound!
...
Looking back at the arena.
Petrey, seeing that his previous attacks had not yielded good results, maneuvered the Maginot Line and launched several more fierce bombardments.
But these direct frontal assaults seemed to be of no use against the shield in Lin Ran's hand. All the artillery fire was blocked by the Shield of the Gods, failing to produce any offensive effect.
Petrey was clearly in an awkward position now.
If it were anyone else, facing Lin Ran's cowardly defensive blocking strategy, they could still consider finding flaws in Lin Ran's defense by switching attack angles.
But obviously, Petrey had a talent that only allowed him to output damage while stationary, and he was extremely slow to move...
What to do?
Looking at the shield that could grow and shrink in front of him, Petrey felt like he was going to vomit.
"If you have the guts, come out of that turtle shell!"
Unable to find a weakness, Petrey began to try verbal attacks.
Although he knew that with Lin Ran's intelligence, he wouldn't fall for such a provocation, it was better than keeping his mouth idle.
"Here it comes!"
But to his utter astonishment, Lin Ran actually shrunk the shield, put it back in his hand, and turned it into a ring on his finger.
At the same time, countless golden dimensional gates opened behind Lin Ran...
Just a rough count showed about a hundred gates, significantly fewer than his long spears and short cannons.
However, at this moment, each gate of the King's Treasury was spitting out weapons, looking like it was preparing for a head-on confrontation.
???
What is he doing, he's not blocking anymore?
Seeing Lin Ran so nonchalant, Petrey became a little unsure of himself.
Did this guy really listen to an enemy's words? How could that be?
As the saying goes, the abnormal must have a reason. Lin Ran's unusual behavior immediately made Petrey wary.
But no matter what, Lin Ran's Noble Phantasms had already attacked, and he couldn't stand by idly.
"Fire! Fire!"
"Blast all those arrows of his back!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The hundred cannons roared again, emitting strong tremors. The spewing cannonballs immediately collided with Lin Ran's sky-full of King's Treasury Noble Phantasms.