I am the Arcane Archer, and all my skills are self-created.

The white light dissipated, and the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

Li Wu opened his eyes and found himself standing on a vast wasteland.

Beneath my feet lies cracked, reddish-brown earth, the air thick with the dry, dusty scent of soil. In the distance, several massive, weathered stone pillars stand on the horizon, and further still, the snow-capped mountains, dark green forests, and towering city ruins are faintly visible.

This is the Supreme Arena.

A colosseum composed of countless different terrain features.

"Buzz!"

A slight resonance came from inside his body, and Li Wu immediately felt an invisible force enveloping him.

The level was forcibly suppressed from level 70 to level 50.

He immediately opened the properties panel.

[Player: Seeing Through the Fog]

[Level: LV50 (Revised)]

[Class: Arcane Archer]

[Talent: Soul of Destiny (Mythical)]

[HP: 2070/2070]

[Mana Points: 112935/112935]

[Magic Attack: 7113]

【Strength: 214】

[Agility: 548]

[Physical Fitness: 408]

【Intelligence: 5576】

【Spirit: 275】

[Luck: 10030 (Uncorrected)]

Li Wu's gaze swept across the panel.

Just as Hua Zitong said.

His level and base attributes were restored to their state when he first reached level 50. That was his peak performance after the guild war, when he managed to reach level 50 by sheer numbers of over 3,500 kills.

For others, this might be the ultimate panel that they have to look up to.

However, for Li Wu, who was used to having over 15,000 magic attack at level 70, a magic attack of just over 7,000 still made him feel a little weak.

However, this feeling of weakness vanished when his gaze fell on the "lucky" column.

10,030 points.

This number remains unchanged.

When everyone's strength, agility, and intelligence are compressed into the narrow range of level 50, his more than 10,000 points of luck become the most unreasonable breakthrough point.

This means that every attack he makes will trigger a critical hit.

Every time he dodges, there is a very high probability that he will trigger a god-level dodge.

In fact, every time he is attacked, the opponent may make a mistake due to his absurd luck.

This is another hidden ability that [Fate Perception] brought to [Soul of Devouring Fortune] after it advanced to the Mythical level: influencing probability.

He himself is a walking weapon of probability.

Li Wu closed the panel and looked around.

The wasteland where he was located was one of the initial respawn areas.

Around him, white lights began to appear one after another, and the figures of players emerged one by one.

These people wore all sorts of armor and robes, held weapons of various shapes and sizes, and had all sorts of guild badges on their chests.

[Thor's Hammer], [Crimson Blade], [Eternal Legion]...

These are all renowned guilds from other regions.

After the players appeared, most of them remained highly vigilant, quickly creating distance, finding cover, or regrouping with people they knew.

The air was thick with tension and vigilance.

"boom!"

Not far away, a hot-tempered berserker, upon seeing a mage from a rival guild, charged straight at him without saying a word.

The battle erupted instantly.

Fireballs, ice arrows, sword flashes, battle cries... the light of various skills rose and fell across the wasteland.

Less than 30 seconds into the game, the first kill announcement popped up in everyone's view.

[Player "Fiery Ambition" from District 12 killed player "Frosty Heart" from District 12, gaining 10 points.]

The battle has begun.

Li Wu did not move.

He stood there like a statue, seemingly oblivious to the chaos around him.

He drew his arcane bow, and an energy arrow coalesced on the bowstring, but his target was not any player.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow shot into the sky, and when it reached a height of 100 meters, it suddenly exploded, transforming into a lifelike energy falcon.

This is a reconnaissance skill similar to the archer's Eagle Eye.

The falcon circled high in the sky, clearly reflecting the terrain and player distribution within a radius of several kilometers into Li Wu's field of vision.

He observed that most players were engaged in small-scale skirmishes or wandering the edges, trying to find lone targets.

He also saw that several well-equipped and well-coordinated teams were rapidly gathering in his direction.

Clearly, his solitary, stationary position had attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives.

Li Wu withdrew his eagle eye, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

Instead of seeking cover like the others, he turned and headed toward the tallest weathered stone pillar nearby.

He wants to stand at the highest point.

He wanted everyone to see him.

His actions immediately attracted even more attention.

"What is that person doing? Are they looking for death?"

"It seems to be from District 21, something like 'Seeing Through the Fog,' I've never heard of it."

"Who cares? Anyone who dares to be this arrogant must be an idiot. Let's go take him down; it's a free 10 points."

A makeshift team of five players exchanged glances and quietly moved to surround Li Wu.

This squad comes from District 19: a warrior, a knight, two mages, and a priest—a fairly standard composition.

The leading soldier was called Iron Arm, and he was considered a well-known tank in their area.

"Pay attention to formation," Iron Arm commanded in the team chat. "I'll go first. Knight, give me a shield. Two mages, focus fire. Priest, watch my health. Kill him in one hit. Don't give him any chance."

"Don't worry, Captain. What can a random player from a new server do?" the fire mage in the team said dismissively.

They approached silently, stopping when they were fifty meters away from Li Wu.

Iron Arm took a deep breath, preparing to launch the charge.

At this moment, Li Wu finally reached the top of the stone pillar, which was over thirty meters high.

He stood on the edge of the stone pillar, looking down at the chaotic battlefield below, his cloak fluttering in the wind behind him.

He didn't even glance back at the approaching enemy.

"Let's do it!"

With a command from Tiebi, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, and like a cannonball, he charged towards Li Wu on the stone pillar.

At the same time, the two monks finished chanting.

A fireball the size of a millstone and a thick ice spear, trailing long flames, hurtled toward Li Wu.

The priest also placed a golden holy shield on Iron Arm.

A perfect first move, a perfect focus fire.

In their eyes, the archer standing on the high place was already dead.

However, just moments before their attack was about to hit.

The figure on the stone pillar finally moved.

He slowly turned around and drew back the longbow in his hand.

There was no panic, no dodging.

His eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, he merely glanced indifferently at the charging warriors and the incoming magic.

Then he released the bowstring.

A streak of blue-purple lightning shot out from the bowstring.

That was not an arrow.

It was a wildly dancing lightning serpent.

[Chain Lightning Arrow]!