Xia Pingan was slowly warming up in his room. As he did so, he kept an eye on the situation in the arena and waited for his next match.
Activating his [Remote Vision] ability, he saw the masked Yan Duo appear in a box on the high platform opposite the arena. He was looking down at the arena from above.
Yan Duo threw a glance at his lounge from afar.
Several golden-haired, blue-eyed beauties with long legs and slim waists in swimsuits entered the gladiator cage with several plates in their hands. There were shields, sabers, and swords on the plates. At the sight of these plates, the atmosphere in the gladiator arena became clamorous again.
A male host in a shiny black evening dress entered the arena and was introducing the next match in a very influential voice.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is the most wonderful and cruel weapon fight that you've all been waiting for. The first one to enter the arena is Wild Wolf Jack from Europe..."
The spotlights in the stadium shone on a passage. A white man wearing a wolf mask, holding a shield and a mace walked out of the passage. He raised his hands high, showing off his strong muscles, and at the same time, welcomed the cheers in the stadium.
"Wild Wolf Jack is an intimidating killing machine. His record in the Death Corner Arena is 23 matches. 19 wins, 3 draws, and 1 loss. His only loss made him lie in bed for half a year. After recovering from his injuries, Wild Wolf Jack became even more like a bloodthirsty wild wolf. In the second match after recovering from his injuries, Wild Wolf Jack set his record for the fastest kill in history, 15 seconds …"
"Although Wild Wolf Jack has been in the death arena for a long time, we still have to follow the rules of the competition. Before entering the arena, Wild Wolf Jack has to undergo a realm pearl fusion test. This test is to ensure that those who enter the arena are not summoners. This is a fair duel between non-summoners..."
Wild Wolf Jack rushed towards the gladiator cage. Outside the gladiator cage, he bit his finger and dropped two drops of blood onto a blue ball with a diameter of over 20 cm. After a few seconds, the blue ball started to radiate blue light.
"After the test of the altar crystal ball, Wild Wolf Jack is still Wild Wolf Jack. He hasn't formed an altar yet. Welcome, Wild Wolf Jack..."
Wild Wolf Jack roared and entered the gladiator cage first with his mace and shield in hand. Raising his weapon and shield high, he roared and showed his muscles. He walked back and forth in the gladiator cage like a wild wolf patrolling its territory.
"The next one to enter the arena is Blood Warrior from Japan. Blood Warrior is a martial arts practitioner who walks on the edge of life and death. His record in the death arena is 11 weapons fights, 11 wins, and he hasn't lost a single match so far..."
On the other side of the tunnel, a man wearing a white Nihon Prajna mask and carrying two katanas on his back calmly walked out of the tunnel.
Translator: WQL Editor: Aleem The man called Blood Warrior's naked upper body was covered with tattoos and various scars. The tattoos and scars gave him a special aura.
When he came to the side of the altar crystal ball, the blood warrior drew out his dagger and rapidly cut a thin wound on one of his fingers. He then dripped two drops of blood onto the altar crystal ball. The altar crystal ball then radiated blue light.
"Welcome, Blood Warrior..."
Blood Warrior entered the arena!
The host and those beauties who were holding signs walked out of the arena. After the iron gate of the arena was closed, Blood Warrior and Wild Wolf Jack each stood in a corner of the arena and stared at each other with deadly eyes.
Wild Wolf Jack even made a throat-cutting gesture towards Blood Warrior.
On the electronic screen in the arena, a countdown of 180 seconds started.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there are only three minutes left. Please place your bets as soon as possible. This will be a splendid duel..."
At this moment, the people on the stands and in the boxes started to place their bets.
After the countdown of 180 seconds passed, Wild Wolf Jack and Blood Warrior rushed towards each other in the arena at the same time. The bloody duel began.
Jack Wild Wolf looked crude, but the combination of his mace and shield was very methodical. He wasn't reckless. Moreover, the mace in Jack Wild Wolf's hand was very powerful. Every time he attacked, the Blood Warrior had no choice but to dodge or block.
Blood Warrior had the advantage of being agile and the two katanas in his hands were strange and fierce.
After only a few minutes, the two of them started to bleed.
This was the danger of a duel between weapons. When two weapons collided, no one could escape unscathed at all times. If they were hit or grazed, they would either die or be injured.
Blood Warrior's left shoulder and arm were scratched by Wild Wolf Jack's mace, leaving bloody grooves...
Wild Wolf Jack was stabbed in the thigh...
Because of the injury on his shoulder, Blood Warrior's attacks became somewhat sluggish. Half of his arm was crippled...
As for Wild Wolf Jack, he was like a wild wolf that had lost a leg. His movements were also limited and he was no longer as agile as before.
Ten minutes later, the entire arena was covered in blood. Blood Warrior's dagger stabbed into Wild Wolf Jack's lower abdomen. The tip of the dagger came out of Wild Wolf Jack's back.
Before Blood Warrior could drag the dagger across, Wild Wolf Jack pounced on him like a hungry wolf. He grabbed the dagger's handle and swung his mace at the same time. He smashed Blood Warrior's thigh with his mace.
Blood Warrior's thigh was twisted and badly mangled. Both of them were covered in wounds. They fell in the arena, unable to get up.
This kind of duel was just like a duel on the battlefield. It was too tragic.
The referee counted for ten seconds. Neither of them could stand up. Then, the referee announced a draw. Two teams of medics quickly rushed into the arena and carried both of them away for treatment. A few cleaners quickly entered the arena and began to clean up the bloodstains on the ground.
In just a few minutes, the arena became clean again and looked brand new.
The male host, who was wearing a shiny black evening gown, and a few beauties in swimsuits entered the arena once more.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the duel just now was too intense. However, the next duel will be even more interesting. You will see a newcomer who has just appeared in the death arena for the first time fight against a bloody butcher!"
The male host's first few words had already ignited the curiosity of all the spectators in the arena.
"The first one to enter the arena is the Bearman Butcher..."
On the other side of the tunnel, a well-built man wearing a black leather helmet and holding a machete and a shield appeared under the spotlight. The man was nearly two meters tall. His bare chest was covered in brown hair that was as dense as the wild grass in the forest. He looked like a wild bear.
"This is the first time the Bearman Butcher has entered the death arena of the North Light Continent. Before this, the Bearman Butcher had fought many times in the death arena of Europe, Asia, and Africa. His record of fighting with weapons in the death arena is 27 matches. 21 wins, 4 draws, and 2 losses. He has a record of 19 kills. Because of his strong physique, he recovered very quickly after two injuries. In the death arena, the Bearman Butcher is truly a human tank..."
...
During the host's introduction, the Bearman Butcher walked towards the God's Altar Crystal Ball. He used his axe to cut his finger and dripped his blood on the God's Altar Crystal Ball. When the God's Altar Crystal Ball lit up with a blue light, he was the first to enter the arena.
"The next one to enter the arena is the newcomer of the death arena, Whip of Punishment. This will be his first fight in the death arena. Furthermore, he will be facing the Bearman Butcher the moment he enters the arena. The outcome will be unpredictable..."
When the spotlights in the arena shone on the exit of the tunnel, Xia Pingan, who was holding a black cobra steel whip and wearing the blood-red headgear of an executioner, silently walked out of the tunnel.
Xia Pingan did not carry a shield.
Under the white spotlight, Xia Pingan's upper body was completely exposed. His muscles were strong and masculine. The lines of his muscles were not exaggerated. They could only be considered well-proportioned, and there were no scars on his body.
The executioner's blood-red hood on Xia Pingan's head was not conspicuous in such a place.
In this place that was filled with blood and brute force, scars and muscles were the only passageways. Xia Pingan, who walked out of the tunnel, looked a little delicate in the eyes of others. He was like a lamb that had been dragged out with a red cloth to be slaughtered.
On Xia Pingan's back, where no one could see, the incomparably powerful Motionless Ming Of Silla tattoo covered Xia Pingan's entire back. Raging flames burned the void, and the Azure Dragon coiled around the greatsword silently.
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