With his mind made up, Lu Changsheng walked straight over. 

However, the one who had posted the task was already surrounded by a crowd of martial artists. Naturally, given how precious Geng Metal Essence was, and how many types of Saint Bodies required it, lots of people were trying to acquire the essence. 

"I'll sign up."

"Me too! With my strength, I can win any fight! Recruiting me is the obvious choice!"

"Hmph, I am an outer division martial artist of the Martial Saint Institute. Outer division martial artists are all supreme talents, certain to become Martial Saints one day. In strength, no ordinary martial artist can compare."

"You're just an outer division martial artist. I'm one too, ranked in the outer division's top hundred, no less..."

Numerous martial artists clamored to sign up. From this alone, the value of Geng Metal Essence was plain; resources like this drew a feeding frenzy.

"No need to rush, everyone! One at a time. But let me be clear up front. This is an arena battle, and the opponent is not a nobody. Defeat could very well result in death…"

That warning failed to dissuade the martial artists. In arena battles, one might encounter all kinds of opponents. If victory seemed out of reach, one could simply concede. Killing your opponent in an arena fight was easier said than done. 

Lu Changsheng stepped forward, frowning slightly at the crowd. 

"I shall take up this task," he said slowly and clearly. His tone carried complete confidence, and his bearing made it hard to dismiss him. 

"And who are...