Yang Xuan looked over.
It turned out that the moment Number 14 landed on the ground, Number 7 had already caught up to him. His arms were like spears, piercing straight into Number 14's chest.
Blood gushed out, and the crowd's emotions reached a peak. The entire underground arena was almost overturned by the noise.
In the next moment, something unexpected happened to Yang Xuan.
After Number 7 severely injured Number 14, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on Number 14's neck.
Even though Number 14 struggled with all his might, the gap in strength could not be closed at all. He could only watch as Number 7's sharp teeth pressed into his neck.
Puchi!
After a soft sound, Number 14's head was bitten off by Number 7. After chewing a few times, he swallowed it into his stomach.
This incomparably bloody scene caused an uproar in the arena. The crowd's roars were so loud that it was as if the earth was about to be torn apart.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were shining with the most primitive and cruel desire.
Amidst the crowd's roars, Number 7 seemed to have received encouragement. He began to tear Number 14's body apart, one bite at a time, swallowing and swallowing. After a short while, Number 14 was completely eaten, not even leaving a bone behind.
The crowd's emotions reached a peak.
Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.
"Hey, really … really …" It was Seine's first time seeing such a scene. His face and ears were red, and he did not know how to express himself.
Xue Fei shouted excitedly, "How was it? I said I would vote for Number 7, right?"
His words were directed at Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan ignored him. Only his eyes were filled with curiosity.
After eating Number 14, Number 7 proudly walked around the cage a few times. After about a few minutes, his body suddenly deflated like a deflated balloon. Not long after, he returned to his original appearance.
After returning to his original appearance, he seemed to be extremely tired. After walking a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground.
After a few staff members ran up and carried him away, the crowd's emotions slowly calmed down.
"Let's wait. There are a total of three rounds today. That was just the first round," Xue Fei said excitedly.
Seine still hadn't recovered from the tragic scene just now. His face was a little pale, but he nodded.
Xue Fei looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Listen to me this time. I guarantee that you'll win your money back."
Yang Xuan nodded nonchalantly, indicating that he understood.
Money didn't matter. What he cared about was why those two people had changed like that.
If he guessed correctly, the source of everything should be the enormous power that was poured into their bodies.
But the question was, where did this power come from? Who sent it? However, he had no idea why this would happen.
Before coming here, he had not paid much attention to this trip, but now, this strange scene had aroused his great interest.
After resting for about half an hour, two more people walked into the cage.
This time, one was from the Black Cloud Tribe, and the other was from Sirius.
Yang Xuan asked Seine, who was beside him, "Sirius also participates in this kind of deathmatch?"
"Every race participates. There are many reasons, and I'm not too sure about some of them," Seine said softly.
Yang Xuan nodded and didn't say anything else. He turned his attention to the cage.
The two people in the cage were the same as Number Seven and Number Fourteen. After kneeling and praying, they received enormous power. Moreover, their bodies underwent extremely strange changes. They were basically equivalent to Ferocious Beasts.
This time, Yang Xuan followed Xue Fei's advice and bet one million on one of them.
But what they didn't expect was that Flying Snow would actually fail this time. Originally, they had made a solemn vow, but after the person they had bet on was cruelly devoured, it all turned into awkwardness.
"That … that was an accident, an accident." Xue Fei was very embarrassed.
Yang Xuan didn't care. A few million was nothing to him.
Xue Fei saw that Yang Xuan didn't care about winning or losing. She patted her chest and said with relief, "In the third round, I'll definitely help you turn the tables."
As they spoke, the break was over. According to previous experience, the two people in the next deathmatch should have already walked into the cage.
But unlike the previous two times, the two people didn't immediately appear in the cage. Instead, the entire arena lit up with a dazzling light.
The voice sounded again. "The next two duels are 'Scorpion' from the Heiyun people and 'Broken Arm' from the human race. Let us erupt into the most enthusiastic cheers."
The loud cheers shook the entire arena. The sound waves almost solidified and caused the ground to tremble.
Yang Xuan glanced at Xue Fei, who was trembling with excitement. He wondered, "Why aren't they numbered?"
Xue Fei was obviously extremely excited. Her face was red. "It's actually a Titled Fighter. It's actually a Titled Fighter. Yes, Scorpion. I've heard of Scorpion. Oh my god, we've hit the jackpot this time."
Let alone Yang Xuan, even Seine didn't quite understand this time. He pushed Xue Fei and asked, "What's a Titled Fighter?"
Xue Fei tried hard to calm her emotions. Then, she explained, "Normally, Sacrificial Fighters only have numbers and no titles. Only those who survive more than a hundred rounds in the Sacrificial Duel are qualified to be given a title. Therefore, these people are all called Titled Fighters. "
Yang Xuan somewhat understood.
To be able to survive more than a hundred rounds in such a cruel battle, this extremely harsh challenge dissuaded 99% of the deathmatch fighters. It was no wonder that the audience trembled with excitement when they heard the titles of these two people.
"Also, I've heard of this Scorpion. He's a great god who has a record of 200 rounds without losing. His attacks are extremely cruel and vicious. He never leaves anyone alive. I'm going to bet on him this time," Xue Fei said excitedly.
"What about Severed Arm?" Seine asked.
Since Severed Arm was a human, Yang Xuan paid more attention to him.
"I've never heard of him. He should have just been given a title." Xue Fei shook her head.
"Isn't the difference in strength obvious?" Seine was a little confused.
"I'm guessing it's the Welfare Bureau." Xue Fei was very excited. "Sometimes, this kind of situation can be considered as the organizers giving back to the audience. They deliberately let two people with a great disparity in strength fight to give back to the public. However, this way, the odds are not high."
After his explanation, everyone understood what was going on.
Just as Yang Xuan was about to ask him for more inside information, the audience in the stadium suddenly burst into loud cheers.
Yang Xuan turned his head and saw that a Heiyun people had appeared in the tunnel leading to the cage.
This person was bald. Strange curved symbols were drawn on his shiny head. His naked body was also covered in all kinds of symbols. It looked very strange.
Yang Xuan felt an explosive power from his body. It was very oppressive.
After this person arrived at the cage, he raised his arms and began to gesture to the audience.
"Scorpion, Scorpion!" Everyone shouted crazily.
"Next up is Severed Arm from the human race. Let us welcome this brave warrior," the host shouted again.
Although the audience was not optimistic about Severed Arm's chances, they were influenced by the atmosphere in the stadium. Many audience members also cheered for Severed Arm.
Amidst the crowd's cheers, a person slowly appeared in the tunnel.
Yang Xuan stood up immediately.
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