On the day of the game, the reporters were given the cold shoulder by Law, and shortly after the game, they went directly to An Tongmu.
However, An Tongmu, who has always been very cooperative, refused to be interviewed after the reporters revealed their motives.
Both places were given the cold shoulder, but the reporters were even more excited.
An Tongmu's reaction made them feel that their previous guess was right, so they wrote one after another.
The reporters who serve the Sky Arena are far more terrifying than the entertainment reporters on Earth. They can turn black into white, and they don't have to bear legal responsibility.
After the game that day, reports about Law flew everywhere, and a pre-game interview with Sandy was also released.
From the interview, it can be seen that Sandy is full of confidence, and his words are mostly disdainful of Law, as if he has already got the qualification to challenge the floor master before the fight.
The reporters did not release this interview before the game. As a result, the result of the game was that Sandy was KO, so they released it after the game, and used it to hold Law up very high, with all kinds of praise, whatever is useful, whatever is useful.
This kind of brainless flattery, on the one hand, is to continue to maintain the popularity, on the other hand, waiting for Law to be defeated, then kill him to attract attention.
Law did not pay attention to these outside things. A few days after the game, there was no news about the arrangement of the next opponent.
What he filled in during the application period was that he could do it at any time, and Bouharr and Sambika filled in the same as him, but their game day has been determined, just two days later.
In an extremely luxurious room, Law reclined on the sofa, raised his index finger, and used his mind to condense various shapes.
If Biscay was present, he would recognize the things that Law condensed were the murals he saw in Staji's mausoleum.
Those murals have long been remembered by Law in his mind, and he can draw them at any time as long as he wants.
Two days later, Bouharr and Sambika ushered in their first battle. It was not as grand as Law's preliminary match, but the venue was also full.
Like Law, Bouharr and Sambika are also strong newcomers. From the beginning of the game at the bottom, they have been watched by many spectators.
Both games were in the afternoon. Although they did not pay special attention to their opponents, from the record list, they did not seem to be strong, and they both lost three games.
He didn't know if it was because the Sky Arena was too famous, or if it was because the people of this world liked to watch fighting matches.
Law originally planned to sit in the audience to watch the game, but he was forced to retreat by the enthusiastic audience. In desperation, he had to run outside to watch the broadcast.
The first person to go up was Sambica. Her opponent was a man with a mace. At first, he used his weapon and size advantage to suppress Sambica, but he did not cause any substantial damage to her.
The normal battle lasted for ten minutes. Under the watchful eyes of the audience, the contestant with the mace suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.
Before the mace man fainted, there was no direct contact between him and Sambica. Even the referee, who had been paying attention to the match, was stunned for a moment.
After repeated confirmation, the referee announced that Sambica had won the match.
"The flaws are still too obvious."
After watching the game through the monitor outside the venue, Law frowned slightly.
Sambica's ability could indeed play the role of a trump card, but in a head-on confrontation, its effectiveness would be weakened a lot. It would be better as an auxiliary ability.
For example, this contestant, who was not very strong, took so long to deal with it. If she encountered an opponent with stronger melee ability, she would have been knocked down before the virus could be sent into the opponent's body.
"And, I always feel like something is missing?"
Law touched his chin and thought. The effect was so slow. Would it be better to add a super syringe?
In fact, his Hand of God ability was the strongest syringe for Sambica. Only the cooperation of two people could fully exert Sambica's ability.
The game continued, but Bouharr's game was the third game.
At the same time, Caesar came to the Sky Arena.
Outside the registration point, there was still a long line, at least five hundred people.
"Six hundred and twenty-one."
Caesar glanced at the line and quickly calculated the number of people in the line. He thought that if he didn't cut the line, he would have to wait for a while.
He thought about it and felt that waiting in line was too boring, so he went straight to the hall where the registration point was and came to the front of the line.
Considering the efficiency of the registration point, he found the third person in line.
That person was a fat man, but not short. He was a head taller than Caesar.
Caesar stretched out his index finger and tapped the fat man's arm. The latter looked over and said fiercely without asking for the reason, "Go away."
"It's not good to be so grumpy." Caesar narrowed his eyes.
The fat man's eyes turned cold. He seemed to be in a bad mood, causing him to be irritable. At this time, he was not in the mood to deal with Caesar. He directly slapped over.
But Caesar just stood there with a smile on his face, turning a deaf ear to the fatty's palm strike.
When the fat hand was about to slap Caesar's face, it suddenly turned and inexplicably slapped the back of the head of the person in front of him.
Cesar stepped back gracefully when he saw the scene.
The person who was about to register was suddenly stunned by the slap. The girl at the registration window was also stunned, including the fat man. He looked at his hand with a puzzled expression.
His palm was about to hit Caesar's face, but suddenly it seemed to be pulled by something. His palm involuntarily slapped the back of the person in front of him.
"Damn fat man, are you tired of living?"
The person who was hit by the fat man shook his slightly dizzy head and turned to glare at the fat man.
The fat man knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't take advantage of the situation to vent his anger.
At this time, the person who was hit on the back of his head raised his hand. He wanted to point at the fat man's nose and kick his face, but for some reason, his hand was sucked into the fat man's nose and he directly punched the fat man in the nose.
The fat man covered his nose and stepped back, forcing the people in line behind him to take a few steps back.
After he stood still, the fat man took his hand away and saw that it was covered in blood. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the man who punched him. He saw that the man had an innocent face, and his anger instantly exploded.
However, just as he was about to attack, the person who punched his nose suddenly bumped into him.
"Bang!"
The fat man didn't react in time and was knocked back. The whole line was in chaos.
In an instant, the commotion spread, and for some reason, a group fight broke out.
Caesar stood at the side and watched with a smile. Then, he went to the registration window alone. The girl looked at the people fighting outside with a dazed expression.
"Yes, registration."
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