After I'd given the pink haired girl the healing potion I left and headed to the Sandbag Department and there I could see a huge gladiator arena with stands all around with vendors selling their products while betting stations were set up.
It was like an insane battleground- with multiple shops out to benefit from being near it.
It seems the Sect allowed it as it bred competition, which bred young talents with skills leading to a better Sect Economy and Standing.
Looking in front he noticed a little wooden stand with multiple people lining in front of it- as slowly a woman in front stamped a piece of paper before saying next.
The woman was prim and proper but that was it- but their actions tapped his interest, wondering exactly what they were doing there.
Moving up until he neared a bald Daoist with a stern face, he asked- "Um, Excuse me- would you mind telling me what you're all lining up for?"
The man nodded with understanding as he then gave a simple answer- "Coliseum Fights."
After that he turned back round and in a span of ten minutes the line finally reached Atlas and with the same manner as those before him, he stated his name and rank before she stamped a letter for him that went to his pockets.
"Head to the 7th gate, your fight will be soon."
With a simple nod I headed to the seventh gate and there I saw familiar faces-
"Bandit 1,2,3 - How come your all here?"
But when they heard that voice they flinched immediately- Could it be that the one towering behind them was the one who ripped them off and broke their bones awhile ago?
Bandit 1 took a small peak with the corner of his eyes and then he began sweating bullets.
Turning around with an awkward smile- he cupped his fists to signify he knew me.
"Ah, hello young benefactor how are you doing today? Are you also participating today in these battles?"
"Ah yeah I was just thinking of getting my hand deep in some blood before breaking some bones and earning a few Spirit Stones."
Said Atlas nonchalantly as he looked at them with a smile.
But to the bandits that smile was similar to the devil's as their humiliation and beat-down spawned once more as they began to tremble slightly.
Seeing their reactions Atlas merely laughed it off as he sat down on a comfy stool near the warmth of the rooms core.
As slowly he leaned against the wall before falling asleep.
It felt good- he wasn't going to lie, the internal Cultivation caused him to feel relaxed as he waited for his turn.
———_______———
-2 Hours Later:-
"... Atlas Level 5 VS Griffin Level 13..."
Hearing his name he woke in an instant as he began a few stretches causing bone breaking squeaks to echo in the waiting room.
Before finally he headed out with a big stride.
He was currently Level 5- this was actually just based on how many Acupuncture Points you'd opened, so far five of Atlas' had been full opened- while Griffin had 13 open.
There was a wide gap in strength between them, before calculating an individual's Strength, Artefact and Warriors Spirit.
But the thing was Atlas' Points were much more denser and bigger in storage than anyone in the world's- meaning one Acupuncture Point opened for Atlas' could be 5 to a regular old Joejo.
So in that logic Atlas had the strength of a Level 25 without including his physique and Warriors Spirit.
So that meant this Griffin dude was getting his ass cheeks clapped- hard.
Without hesitation I went out of the room and headed to the coliseum and there I spotted multiple crowds from all around us and a man with curly black hair and dark brown skin.
With a grey robe on he looked like a mysterious person with strong powers.
But glancing at me he smiled as he went forward with a handshake.
Complying I noticed he wasn't doing the strength thing but really just a sincere handshake.
"... Names Griffin what's yours Brother- you look yolked out and them gains- you must be a true Warrior!"
"Thanks for the compliment Griffin- my name's Atlas nice to meet you- may the best fighter win!"
And with that a light seemed to have burned open in Griffin's eyes as he nodded before we both leapt into our corners.
He seemed like a nice guy and I was happy he wasn't an arrogant snake.
"And now ladies and gentlemen the moment you've all been waiting for- Atlas the Titan versus Griffin the Golem!!"
"Who will win? This battle!! Bet now with 40% off on your next bet and with a chance to win 4,000 Spirit Stones- what are you waiting For!!"
And this the buzz began as loud roars began to fill the area as gradually the betting vendors began to become overflowed with people betting on each side.
With a 70:30 on Griffin due to him being a Level 13 while some thought a miracle might happen- that being the Bandits so they put all their accumulated wealth of 300 Spirit Stones on Atlas the Titan.
Now Atlas was carrying their lifeline as they looked to him in hope.
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From what he read just now and what he'd heard from numerous people in the stands, it seemed that Griffin was named the Golem due to being proficient in Earth Qi- being able to manipulate it better than other Elemental Types of Qi.
While Atlas wasn't very good at any due to his lack of training until recently and due to his immense physical power.
This meant that he was in a very unsuited environment as Griffin could really just manipulate the ground to trap him and defeat him.
Quickly he closed his eyes as he tried resonating with his inner moods which reflected his elements.
And then a shining light blinded his eyes as happiness emerged from his mouth.
It was obvious considering his Warriors Spirit Mutation he was proficient in Sun Qi- meaning the light was his ally.
If used properly.
But for now pure strength was his deck of cards for now.
"In Three, Two, One!! Battle Begin!!"
And as if using Super Speed Griffin soared through the earth as he arrived at Atlas in break neck speed before his Earth Qi- coated his arms and then he punched directly at his face.
"BOOOM!!"
"-WHOOSHH!!"
"-BANNGGG!!"
As Atlas'body was sent flying from the ground into the sides of the coliseum letting a human print form on it as Atlas spit out some blood before wiping the corners of his mouth.
"That was good- but..."
"Not..."
Saying this he disappeared as he uttered the next word.
"Good..."
And as if a phantom vanished again.
"Enough!!"
And Boom Griffin's body went head first into the walls of the coliseum as Atlas' speed boost allowed him to blitz Griffin for a time.
But with the way Griffin got up it seemed it wasn't the end.
A smirk emerged on the tanned boy as he began his true battle with a worthy rival.
'Atlas- eh, seems to me he's a real worthy opponent!'