Shang thought about this dynamic for a bit, but he eventually focused on the trial again.
"I'm ready for the next level," Shang said as he readied his sword.
"You don't need to get ready," the jester said with a smirk.
Shang glanced at the jester.
The jester only continued smirking. "I'll give you two points for this fight since it was so difficult. I'll count this level as levels nine and ten. So, if you want to continue, you will directly enter level eleven."
"Do you want to fight an average Late Commander Stage beast?"
Shang furrowed his brows.
He knew exactly what that entailed.
Sadly, or luckily depending on the viewpoint, there was a rock-paper-scissors principle going on here.
Could an average Late Commander Stage beast win against the Ice King?
Probably not. The Ice King would surely win.
Yet, Shang had won against the Ice King.
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