At this time, there were two brawny men fighting in the ring. They were both tall and muscular. The clash was quite shocking, but it felt clumsy and not aesthetically pleasing. This kind of match was used to warm up the audience. To put it bluntly, it was to pave the way for Du Feng's match.
"Bang!"
The two brawny men collided again. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. It seemed that the battle was very intense. But the audience had seen enough of this kind of fighting. It was nothing more than two people fighting to the death without dodging. It might be interesting at first, but after a long time, they would get tired of it.
"Get off, you're as stupid as a pig."
One of the audience couldn't stand it anymore, so he began to cheer.
"Don't talk nonsense. Pigs aren't as stupid as them."
Another audience member couldn't stand it anymore. Because he was a Demon Immortal, a Demon Immortal transformed from a pig demon, he didn't agree with others calling pigs stupid.
"Okay, okay, okay, I was wrong. Anyway, get them off quickly. I want to see Invincible's match."
"I also want to see Invincible's match. If Invincible doesn't come on, we'll refund the tickets."
Good lord, the audience at the Battle God Arena was much more impatient than the audience at the Rashomon. The main reason was that they were too experienced and it was not easy to fool them. Those silly battles couldn't scare them at all.
When the organizers saw this situation, they said goodbye and let both of them off. In the end, there was no winner. But it didn't matter. Not many people bet on them anyway. Occasionally, there would be a few people who didn't understand the situation who placed their bets and returned the money.
"Good news, everyone. The long-awaited Invincible is here."
As the host pointed, a strong light shone on the corner. It turned out that Du Feng was already sitting there. But he was wearing a black hoodie that covered his entire head, and he had sneaked in from backstage, so no one noticed.
"Invincible, Invincible …"
The audience who had seen Du Feng's match before immediately became excited. Especially those rich ladies, they wished they could throw God's Stones directly at him. But even if they did, it wouldn't be Du Feng. Any reward income in the arena belonged to the organizers of the Battle God Arena.
Today, Du Feng was not wearing a white gown, but a black tights. He was still wearing a soft silver mask, which added a bit of mystery to him. The tight-fitting clothes outlined the contours of his body, and people realized that he was not as thin as they had imagined. It was just that his figure was well-proportioned, so he didn't show it when he wore clothes. Actually, the lines of his muscles were not bad.
"What do you think, Big Sister? I told you it was of the highest quality."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … Not bad indeed. I'll bet on him today."
Du Feng's biggest headache was hearing such remarks. He was not afraid of being criticized by the female audience, but he was afraid that the female audience would bet on him to win. If too many people bet on him to win, the organizers would definitely want him to lose. At that time, it would be difficult. Because Xiao Hei would bet on him to win, he couldn't deliberately lose the game.
"His opponent today is the Stormman!"
When the host announced the name of Du Feng's opponent, the audience burst into an uproar. It seemed like this Stormman was very famous. Everyone looked very excited. Not to mention the male audience, even many female audience members changed their minds.
When the Stormman came out, Du Feng understood. So this player was also a speed type. One could tell just by looking at the type of his lines. Most of them were thin, and there were very few large muscles. Even if his muscles were not strips, they were small lumps. One look and you could tell that he had great explosive power.
What was more frightening was that his hands were covered with those three-fingered claws, as if three daggers were tied together. If this thing was scratched on the body, it would definitely be painful. It was equivalent to being cut three times in one go. He had speed and attack power. This kind of player was indeed difficult to deal with.
The reason why Du Feng was able to win the last round was because his opponent was very slow. Although his defense was high, if he kept being beaten up, he would lose the game sooner or later. But it was different this time. The Stormman was very fast, and people were not sure who was faster between the two.
Another problem was that Du Feng did not have a weapon. If they really fought, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
"I changed my mind. I'll bet on the Stormman."
"I'll bet on the Stormman too."
"Sis, why did you change your mind too? Didn't you say that he was a top-grade item?"
It was understandable that the male audience members all bet on the Stormman, but the female audience members' change of mind caused their companions to be unhappy.
"A top-grade item can be spent like money. Don't blame me for being cruel. Men are still not as useful as money."
Some of the new female audience members had heard about Du Feng's last round, but now that they saw that his opponent was the Stormman, they all started to change sides. Only a small portion of the female audience members who had bet on Du Feng in the last round still supported him in this round.
As for Xiao Hei, he had already casually bet on Du Feng when there was a lot of uproar. Although 140 Divine Stones was not a lot, the odds this time were not too bad. Just as brother Du had guessed, it was 1 to 2.5.
The organizers were actually quite optimistic. On the surface, the Stormman had an absolute advantage, but the odds were still not high. Because of this, the audience was even more willing to bet on the Stormman. This result was exactly what Du Feng wanted.
Du Feng kept his head down the whole time. He did not communicate with anyone in the arena, nor did he look at Xiao Hei, who was in the audience seats. This was a mistake that many contestants often made. They would ask their companions to help them place their bets, and they would always look at each other excitedly. As a result, this look immediately exposed the opponent's position.
Du Feng closed his eyes and rested. He did not move until the host announced for him to enter the arena. After entering the arena, he did not look at his opponent, but continued to close his eyes and rest.
"Aiya, kid, you're quite arrogant. Today, I'll let you know how the word 'death' is written."
The Stormman had long since disliked Du Feng. He looked so cold and arrogant.
"Wow, he's so cool. He's the cool type that I like."
"Right? Then why didn't you bet on him just now?"
The female audience members were quite happy to see Du Feng's cold face. The male audience members were depressed. They wished they could just go up and tear him apart.
"He's good looking, but I don't want to lose money."
The female audience members who had bet on the Stormman were also in a difficult position. Although Du Feng was good looking, good looks could not be used to make a living. Therefore, they could only reluctantly give up.
"That's not for sure. How do you know he'll lose?"
There were also some people who were full of confidence in Du Feng. Not only were there female audience members, but there was also a small group of male audience members who thought highly of him.
"Begin!"
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