A deathmatch was a battle where only one person could survive. Both parties had to be ruthless in order to ensure their survival.
"Besides, other than the officials of the tournament playing tricks, it's impossible for a person who has won many matches in a row to be matched with another consecutive winner."
The woman in bright clothes looked at the clone and waved her hand lightly.
"Are you ready?"
"Of course."
The doppelganger nodded. Although he was not interested in betting from this angle, it was not bad to play with someone once in a while.
"Then let's choose today's people."
The woman in colorful clothes reached out her hand. She pointed at the iron gates on both sides of the arena, where the Gladiators were about to enter the arena. The audience could observe the situation of the contestants through the iron gates and make deductions or bets.
