Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!

Others voiced their doubts as well. Meanwhile, the first person who had spoken narrowed his eyes, turned, and sprinted toward the edge of the arena. With one leap, he jumped off.

He... had decisively abandoned the fight.

The Celestial Lockdown: Ten-Step Gambit used chess pieces to form a barrier, harnessing the power of nature. It was a formation that used offense as defense, and once activated, it feared no close-combat challenger. Anyone who entered would be reduced to bloody mist within ten steps.

"What?" On the elevated platform, Grandmaster Quinn suddenly stood up, excitement gleaming in his eyes as he stared at Bobby.

"Impossible..." On Arena Seven, Bryan shouted in disbelief. He gazed from afar at the situation unfolding on Arena Three. A moment later, he looked up at Grandmaster Quinn's expression on the platform. Then, as he turned his attention back to Bobby, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Just moments earlier, all arenas—except for Arena Three—had simultaneously paused their battles. Everyone was watching Arena Three. The commotion they had caused was simply too great.

"Holy shit..." Ethan cursed. Bobby was absolutely incredible.

Little did Ethan know that the Celestial Lockdown: Ten-Step Gambit was Bobby's trump card. It was one of the Quinn family's Ten Grand Formations, which no one had managed to master for generations. Even Bobby had only grasped the basics of this formation. Otherwise, if it were fully deployed, it wouldn't just cover this small arena—it could potentially span a range of over half a mile.

At present, Bobby's formation only covered about thirty yards. But on the elevated platform, Grandmaster Quinn was already beside himself with excitement.

"The Celestial Lockdown: Ten-Step Gambit! I never thought I'd live to see one of the Ten Grand Formations in my lifetime!" Gone was his usual composure as he shouted and gesticulated wildly.

Beside him, Samuel Wynn watched the old man and shook his head. He thought to himself: 'The Quinn family has produced quite an extraordinary young talent!'

As one of the Noble Eight families, he naturally knew about the Quinn family's Ten Grand Formations. Although the Celestial Lockdown: Ten-Step Gambit wasn't ranked at the top, being listed among the Ten Grand Formations meant it was an incredibly powerful technique.

Seeing Bobby's invincible stance—and the astonished expressions of everyone within the protective barrier below—Ethan's competitive spirit was instantly ignited. With a single palm strike, he sent the nearest opponent flying, then shouted loudly: "Owl Form... activate!"

Whoosh...

The spectral image behind him shifted, revealing a somewhat adorably awkward owl. This ghostly figure was visible to everyone present. His type of magic wasn't particularly strange to the crowd; many magical orders had practitioners who used Spirit Beasts to enhance their power.

Among those, the Whitmore family stood above the rest—for they commanded Dragon Souls.

So when the spectral image behind Ethan changed, everyone assumed he was simply using a similar type of magic. However, most people could only possess one Spirit Beast in their lifetime. Yet this man had already displayed three different forms in this short time.

Now, an awkwardly cute owl had appeared. What was he trying to do? Kill them with cuteness?

No matter how you looked at it, this owl didn't seem as intimidating as the bear or panther forms he'd shown earlier.

But in the next moment...

Ethan made a strange gesture. He pointed one finger toward the sky and whispered, "Starfall Barrage."

Hum...

The Hidden Territory had no sun, yet it was as bright as day. But the moment after Ethan pointed skyward, the sky abruptly darkened. A bright moon unexpectedly appeared in the sky above, and a beam of moonlight shone down, illuminating Ethan directly.

He stood there as if under a spotlight. Everyone's gaze locked onto him.

"Uh..." Ethan was startled. This... What was happening? Could this skill actually affect the weather?

When he activated this skill, everyone from the Noble Eight families on the elevated platform rose to their feet. They looked up at the darkened sky and the solitary moon. When they turned their gaze back to Ethan, their faces showed nothing but shock.

A single skill that could alter the sky? What kind of divine miracle was this?

Even the noisy spectator stands fell completely silent. People stood with their mouths agape, unable to find words to describe what they were witnessing.

"Holy... Ethan's incredible!" Markham's voice reached the ears of the six people on the platform.

They all nodded in unison.

"I suddenly feel like my supposedly legendary formation from the Ten Grand Formations is nothing special," Bobby said calmly as he descended to the ground, holding his chessboard.

"Mmm..." Everyone nodded in agreement once more.

Even Ethan himself was shocked by his own skill. But a moment later, his expression changed.

"Ahem... So, are you all going to leave the arena voluntarily, or should I blast you off?"

Ethan's cold voice rang out softly. Yet this gentle tone sent a shiver through everyone on the silent arena.

On Arena Three, countless people lost their nerve. Half of them, without hesitation, jumped off the arena immediately. The remaining group hesitated... then another half began walking toward the edge.

However, just as they reached it, a voice called out—

"You bunch of cowards! His skill is nothing but a cheap trick!"

Everyone turned to look, and an astonishing sight greeted them.

The speaker was none other than Iris Hargrove—the Hargrove family's precious daughter, whom Ethan had seemingly killed earlier. Her sudden appearance stunned everyone.

Ethan, however, smiled faintly and said, "I didn't kill you properly the first time, and now you're back for more?"

"Hmph..." Iris fumed. "You've got some nerve. I announced my name, yet you still tried to kill me."

"If I didn't have my Substitute Art Technique, I really would have died by your hand!

But don't think you can fool us with this cheap magical Illusion!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and a large Arcane Brush appeared in her grasp. She raised it and swept it through the air.

Swish, swish, swish...

Nine blazing sun-like orbs appeared in the sky. She now stood as if illuminated by nine spotlights. In an instant, the feeble beam of moonlight emanating from Ethan's moon seemed utterly dim in comparison.

"Nine balls of fire? Aren't you afraid of being mummified by the heat?"

Ethan was also taken aback by her display. Was this some kind of magical paintbrush?

Still, he couldn't resist taking a verbal jab at her.

"Hmph..." She waved her brush, and the nine orbs vanished.

She continued, "I'm just showing everyone not to be deceived by your magical Illusion!"

After she said this, those remaining on the arena looked up at the solitary moon and the darkened sky, regarding the situation with skepticism.

Someone nodded and said, "Miss Hargrove is right. This kind of magic is probably beyond even the heads of the great families!"

"Exactly..."

"This can't even be called magic anymore—it's more like divine sorcery!"

"Divine sorcery? Kid, you're quite the con aren't you?"

Countless people returned to the arena, positioning themselves behind Miss Hargrove, several dozen yards away from Ethan.