Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat! Chapter 297: Into The Arena (II)

Many people in the stands were pointing and whispering. Ethan didn't think much of it, finding it perfectly normal. Why not use the stairs when they were available? Everyone else was scrambling up like monkeys—weren't they the foolish ones?

This was typical of him: going his own way, letting others talk all they wanted.

Ethan walked in front, just as his head appeared above the platform.

Whoosh— a person flew past, grazing his scalp.

Ethan froze. This... was brutal.

Half of the person's body had been completely destroyed. From left shoulder to right leg, everything was gone.

Only a head and right arm remained.

Ethan's gaze sharpened. Still new to the Supernatural World, he wasn't quite used to this yet.

He had chosen Arena Number Three. At this mont, the hundred-foot-square arena was packed with people. Various battles were breaking out everywhere.

When Ethan's head appeared at the top of the stairs, several people near the steps all turned to look at him simultaneously. Ethan naturally noticed them too—and confird they were a small team.

There were six of them, eyes fierce as they stared at Ethan. That look seed to warn him: if he dared step onto the arena, they would join forces to defeat him.

Ethan didn't hesitate. He ignored their threatening glares. Having co this far and witnessed the ferocity of the ongoing battles, his blood began to boil.

As he stepped onto the arena, the six nearby turned cold-eyed. They attacked simultaneously, their combined energy making Ethan's clothes flutter violently.

Bear Form...

A faint shadow appeared behind Ethan. It was the Grey Throat's Might form he normally transford into in Ethereal.

He activated Bear Form because he couldn't dodge. Behind him were Maria and Evelyn. If he evaded, the killing blow ant for him would strike them instead.

"Iron Hide..." Ethan said softly.

Hum... A layer of silver scales flashed across his body.

At that mont, the six attackers' strikes arrived. Directly in front of him was the largest of the group—a fat man, bare-chested, swinging both hands directly at Ethan's head. His ferocity suggested he ant to smash Ethan's skull to pieces.

"Heavy Strike!"

Ethan instantly responded, thrusting one palm forward. With several hundred points of agility as a bonus, even in Bear Form, his speed was extre—striking first despite moving second.

BOOM—

His palm connected squarely with the man's fat-covered stomach.

Splurt— The man's eyeballs nearly popped out. A mouthful of blood sprayed everywhere. His body collapsed like a mountain, crashing to the ground with a thunderous thud. He flew backward, slamming into the floor.

anwhile, the other five attacks arrived.

Ding... Ding... Ding... A series of light sounds rang out as the silver scale mbrane—flashing briefly when Iron Hide activated—reappeared. All their attacks were blocked.

Ethan grinned. They couldn't even break through Iron Hide—what kind of weaklings dared block his way?

Seeing this, the five were shocked and began to retreat.

"Cleaving Tempest!" This ti Ethan shouted loudly.

His hands ford claws and swept forward in a fierce arc. With a ripping sound, his movent was too fast to evade. All five n's chests were simultaneously marked with three deep, bone-exposing wounds. Blood instantly soaked their clothes.

Ethan stepped forward, grabbing one man by the hair. With a violent yank, he forced the man to bend forward—then raised his knee.

BOOM— His knee made brutal contact with the man's face.

In Bear Form, his strength and physical durability were terrifying. The man's head caved in instantly, and his body flew backward. With that kind of injury, survival was unlikely. His body twitched on the ground.

But Ethan didn't spare him a glance. He took another step toward a second man and raised his leg.

BOOM— The man's chest collapsed. With a sickening crack, his spine burst through his back.

By the ti Ethan took his second step, Evelyn and Maria had successfully made it onto the arena behind him.

And when he took that second step—Markham and Ryan ca up as well.

The stairway only allowed two people to walk side by side. So when Ethan ca up first, they knew soone was attacking him, but not how many.

The mont Evelyn and Maria reached the top, they saw Ethan crush a man's head with his knee. When Ryan and Markham ca up behind them, they witnessed Ethan kicking a man so hard his spine burst through his back.

All four froze.

They had seen Ethan's movent techniques before—blindingly fast. Now they saw his strength was equally monstrous. His attacks were decisive, brutal... and utterly cold.

Bobby, Rook, and Leeroy, who followed, saw only three corpses. And three other n with identical triple wounds carved into their chests. Those three stared at Ethan with a mixture of fear and hatred—but none dared strike again.

They silently took out healing dicine, applied it to their wounds, and turned to flee deeper into the arena.

"What happened?" Bobby blinked, confused.

No one answered. All eyes were on the man in casual clothes, standing with a faint shadow behind him.

"Let's clear the arena," said the man.

It was Ethan, who turned and smiled at everyone—as if describing sothing completely ordinary.

"Clear it? How?" Markham looked around. The arena was packed with countless people, and more were leaping up by the second.

Ethan turned to look ahead and said calmly, "Those who leave the arena... will be spared."

His voice carried across the arena, reaching every ear. Even the most seasoned fighters shuddered.

Those who leave will be spared... The words echoed in their minds.

Did he an everyone who didn't leave... would be killed?

This...

Even Ethan's teammates, they drew in sharp breaths.

Everyone here was young, most of them privileged heirs used to scuffles. But if they actually had to kill soone? Many would freeze.

The oldest among them was Leeroy. In the ordinary world, he'd always kept his head down. Constantly concealing his strength, not daring to retaliate even when bullied.

Now, hearing Ethan's words, his heart trembled.

But don't forget—he was a Mutant with beast transformation abilities. The beast nature in his bloodline—the bloodlust factor—was awakened in that mont by Ethan's command.

"AWOOOO—!" He was the first to react.

He transford instantly, a pair of razor-sharp claws extending with a hiss.

"Big brother... you..." Ryan and Evelyn spoke simultaneously.

"Listen to Ethan!"

After transforming, Ryan's voice carried a distorted, buzzing quality.

The two were stunned, thinking: Our usually cautious brother—what's gotten into him today?