Ten minutes later, Xiong and Qin Tian were taken to the waiting area of the Bloody Arena, and each was injected with a dose of Spiritual Ability Inhibitor.
A Star Thief walked over, looked at the impromptu arrangent of the matches, pointed at Xiong and said:
"You’re next, get ready."
Then, he turned to Qin Tian:
"You’ll be after him."
Having said that, he stood beside the two n.
However, unexpectedly, when he announced this arrangent, neither of them showed the panic and fear typical of other new slave fighters. On the contrary, they were unusually calm, as if they were entirely unbothered by the impending deadly combat.
This surprised the Star Thieves who were prepared to break them in, thinking they would have to whip them a few tis before forcing them onto the stage, but judging by their deanor, it seed unnecessary.
The Star Thief’s gaze swept back and forth over the two, he thought for a mont, then quickly ran out to place a bet on the half-beastman.
Within the Hundred Hunt Star Thieves, regular currency was useless; life was operated based on sothing called Blood Points.
To live in a nice room, to enjoy gourt food, to possess young and beautiful slaves, to go to the punishnt area to vent one’s perverse desires... all required Blood Points.
Every month, the Star Thieves handed out an amount of Blood Points corresponding to each mber’s different level, equivalent to wages. However, if one wished to obtain more Blood Points, they either needed to participate in the Star Thieves’ hunting missions or gamble at the Bloody Arena to make big wins out of small bets.
After the Star Thief left, Qin Tian stood beside Xiong and whispered:
"Xiong, be careful."
"Hmm."
Xiong nodded, looking towards the end of the tunnel, at that blood-soaked round arena.
Before long, the Star Thief returned
"Half-beastman, let’s go."
Xiong said nothing, following the Star Thief.
In the arena, the spotlights that had just been extinguished suddenly lit up, illuminating the central arena as if it were dayti.
The towering stands around were packed with frenzied Star Thieves, waving their bottles and weapons, making deafening roars.
Suddenly, a host dressed in a crimson robe leapt onto the platform, raised his arms high, and his voice echoed throughout the venue:
"Ladies and gentlen! Let us welco the next blood-pumping feast of slaughter!"
The audience broke into even more frenzied cheers, the host grinned widely and continued shouting:
"First, let’s welco—The Slave’s Nightmare, your carnival, one of the arena’s aces—’Skull Crusher’ co to the stage!!!"
With a heavy footstep noise, a giant man over two ters tall erged from the tunnel.
His naked upper body was covered in ferocious scars, muscles knotted like steel, his fists exceptionally large and defined, resembling two steel hamrs.
The audience erupted instantly, with many chanting his na as if witnessing another bloody crush.
The host surveyed the arena with satisfaction, then lowered his voice in a mysterious manner:
"And tonight, his opponent... is a bit special."
He deliberately paused, building suspense, then suddenly raised his voice:
"He’s a newcor! A recently captured slave! But—he’s no ordinary human!"
"He’s a half-beastman, nad—Xiong!"
There was a montarily stunned silence across the arena, followed by a burst of uproar.
"Half-beastman?"
"Really? They actually caught a half-beastman?"
"Hahaha, now this will be a show!"
Amid the noisy chatter, Xiong slowly walked out of the tunnel.
His fra was even more exaggerated than the ’Skull Crusher’, with a body as broad as a mountain, arms, legs, and chest covered in brown fur, and those beast-like eyes radiating a cold light that made the front-row audience unconsciously hold their breath.
The host bellowed with excitent:
"Let’s see if ’Skull Crusher’ continues his undefeated legend, or if this half-beastman slave can bring us a surprise?"
"Bets continue! The slaughter—begins!!!"
With a sharp horn blow, the arena’s gates slamd shut.
"Skull Crusher" grinned hideously, roaring coarsely: "Half-beastman? Hah, nothing but a beast with an extra pair of ears!"
Xiong did not respond, slowly adopting a fighting stance, his gaze cold and focused.
On the stands, Qin Tian watched all this silently, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.
"Xiong, show them... what a real beast truly is."
The battle begins!
Skull Crusher laughed wildly, charging at Xiong, his massive fist wrapped in the sound of breaking wind, heading straight for Xiong’s face.
This punch was enough to smash through steel, many gladiators’ skulls had shattered under this blow!
However, Xiong rely shifted slightly, throwing a right punch as well—
"Bang!!"
The mont the fists collided, a bone-cracking sound that made one’s teeth ache exploded!
Skull Crusher’s expression suddenly distorted, his fist bone instantly cracked at the collision, knuckles shattered, and the muscles of the entire arm twisted and deford like a heap of mud.
Moreover, the most terrifying thing was, an unstoppable imnse force transmitted along his arm, causing his body to be blown backwards by the residual force of that punch, landing heavily several ters away.
"Hiss—"
The arena fell into instant silence.
All the Star Thieves stared wide-eyed, looking at this scene in disbelief.
Skull Crusher... got punched away?!
And his fist—shattered?!
It was known that Skull Crusher’s pride lay in those alloy-like fists, which once could smash through steel plates without Spiritual Energy; countless heads had been shattered by those iron fists.
But now they were crushed by a single punch from the half-beastman.
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