
At this moment, the judges seated next to the dueling platform all had strange expressions on their faces.
They had not expected that there would be a situation where the arena lord was so strong that no one would dare to challenge him.
Thus, in the predefined rules, there are no corresponding rules to deal with this situation.
The jurors looked at each other, then discussed a few things.
Finally, the referee asked Clemente for instructions.
Even though Clemente was only at the peak of the high god level, she was still slightly lower than their god level.
However, Clemente was the number one genius of the Orencia Empire, and he was also known as the Orencia sword.
His status was not something that could be compared to mere gods.
The audience below, as well as the arena lord and challenger on the dueling platform, were already somewhat impatient, but no one dared to say anything.
However, they did not continue to wait long.
At this moment, a referee flew into the center of the circle formed by the dueling platform.
He announced loudly to everyone in the Imperial Capital Plaza.
"If no one appears to continue the challenge, the master of this arena will automatically gain victory and gain the qualification to enter the tomb of the ruler!"
After the referee finished speaking, he looked towards the crowd at the Imperial Capital Plaza.
No one is talking. Everyone's eyes opened wide as they fell into a state of shock. Their eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.
Is there someone who just won?
To gain the right to enter the tomb of the ruler after just one battle?
At the same time, everyone felt that this was perfectly normal.
Everyone knew that even after ten battles, the ruler of this arena whom no one had heard of would still obtain victory.
Not to mention that no one else dared to challenge this ringmaster, even the other nine ringmasters on the other dueling platforms might not be able to defeat this ringmaster.
Hearing the referee's words, Joelson was also stunned for a moment.
Can it still be like this?
But for him, this is no different.
Joelson shook his head and did not think too much but soon his brows furrowed a little more.
The Imperial Capital Plaza fell into a strange silence.
Not to mention the challenger who had flown to the dueling platform, even the one who spoke was lost. He was afraid that he would be sent to the dueling platform to humiliate himself.
Seeing this scene, the referee finally announced to everyone.
"Since no one dared to continue the challenge, this circus leader automatically won and obtained the right to enter the ruler's tomb!"
The referee looked at Joelson, then asked, "What's your name?"
"Joelson."
"Well, Joelson, you've won. You can come down now. After the game is over, come to the referee's seat to receive your badge."
After the referee finished speaking, he turned around and flew towards the referee seat.
Suddenly, a voice called out to him.
"Can I give my qualifications to a friend and then I will continue to challenge the other arena lords?"
Joelson looked at the referee and said in a low voice.
Some people closer to the dueling ring heard this.
The crowd was once again in a state of shock, revealing an expression of disbelief.
What's this guy saying?
He really wanted to give his qualifications to someone else?
He wanted to challenge another ringmaster to obtain qualification?
Although everyone was shocked, this time, no one thought he was arrogant.
Because everyone knew that he really had the ability!
At the same time, everyone revealed an envious expression.
Who has that kind of luck?
To be a loyal friend and voluntarily give up his qualifications.
Why isn't he their friend?
Sigh up!
However, would the referee approve his request?
The crowd looked at the referee, anticipating what he was going to say.
The referee movement froze. He was frozen in the air.
The way he looked back at Joelson was very strange but he did not reject it directly.
The rules only say that the ringmaster or the losing challenger will lose their qualification, but Joelson did not lose.
He only wanted to give his qualifications to others, and the rules did not prohibit this kind of behavior.
Therefore, in theory, what Joelson did was entirely in accordance with the rules.
However, he could not agree to this alone.
So, the referee said, "Wait a minute."
Then, the referee flew to the referee seat and discussed with the other referees.
When the referee heard Joelson's request, they revealed expressions of astonishment.
It was too late for the others to seize the right to enter the tomb of the ruler.
This arrogant brat actually wanted to give it to someone else?
And then challenge the other arena lords themselves?
However, this kind of behavior does not seem to break the rules.
The referee was also put in a difficult position.
They had no choice but to ask Clemente for instructions in the end.
"Interesting."
When Clemente heard what the other referees said, she smiled and whispered to herself.
The gaze he looked at Joelson became even more interested.
"Approve his request but only this time."
Clemente nodded slightly and said to the referee.
"Okay, my lord."
The referee said with respect.
The people on the side of the dueling platform were waiting like Joelson. They were even more anxious than Joelson and they were looking forward to what kind of answer the judges would give.
The jury did not refuse at the first moment. Instead, they came back to discuss. They were a little surprised.
When the people saw the judges return, they discussed for a while and then asked for instructions from the Blade of Orencia.
Looking at the Blade of Orencia, Clement, everyone showed expressions of admiration.
Clement could be said to be the target of all the younger generations of the Orencia Empire.
He had reached the peak stage of the demigod realm at less than ten thousand years of age. His strength was no longer something that ordinary early stage gods could compare to.
Even the judges of some gods needed to ask Lord Clemente before they could make a decision.
The crowd did not have to wait long before the judge returned.
The judge looked at Joelson and said, "Your request is not against the rules. We can agree to it, but only this once."
"thank you. I get it."
Joelson nodded slightly, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
He originally wanted to challenge the king of the arena, then relinquish his qualifications.
He wants Toby and Edessa to get qualified to enter the tomb of the ruler, and then he himself will challenge a circus leader to get qualified.
But being able to obtain a single qualification was already considered good enough.
After all, the referee couldn't possibly let him take ten places alone.
Everyone revealed envious looks. It seems Lord Clemente appreciates Joelson very much.
At the same time, there was a hint of doubt in everyone's heart. They were very curious as to who the friend Joelson was talking about was.
At this moment, news from the side of the dueling platform had been transmitted.
Toby and Edessa looked at Joelson with complicated gazes. Their faces were filled with gratitude.
They had not expected that Joelson would actually propose to give his friend the qualification and challenge the other arena lords himself.
The friends Joelson talks about are naturally the two of them.
They were both moved. The first time Joelson met them, he had saved their lives. This time, he had won them the qualification to enter the tomb of the ruler.
They've given up.