One bloody and exciting deathmatch after another pushed the atmosphere to its peak, and the multitude of spectators who rushed to hear the news added another layer of heat to the scene.
When the "Bull Warrior", wearing a mysterious mask, slowly walked out of the preparation tunnel, the chanting in the arena almost reached its climax.
The opponent appeared too... facing two against one.
One was a muscular man with tattoos all over his bare upper body, and the other was a tall and skinny man dressed in shiny studded clothing that screamed hip-hop style, looking like a hippie.
It was hard to say who had the advantage, but since the opponents were not of an exceptionally high level, it was exactly this kind of pressure-heavy match that made for the most thrilling deathmatches.
Having obtained Kuang Xin's consent in advance, it couldn't be considered particularly fair or unfair.
Only a few companions scattered throughout the spectator stands had visibly worried looks in their eyes.
