At the Wushan City Beast Fighting Arena, the spectators in the stands were shouting and roaring, cheering for the three brave Gladiators.
But the outco of a battle was not decided by numbers.
The Cyan-skinned Giant was a Third-level Magical Beast. It was incredibly fast, and with what was likely an Earth Attribute Extraordinary Ability, it was formidable in both offense and defense.
Crucially, the creature knew how to use a Weapon to enhance its own abilities. The Knight’s Longsword left behind by the last Gladiator to die was now clutched in its hand.
As the first of the three Knights was sliced in two with a single strike, the second was violently slamd against a wall, his fate unknown, and the third quickly had his throat seized and his neck snapped.
The Cyan-skinned Giant sat on the ground again. The fierce battle had left it injured and drained much of its Physical Ability. It needed to eat to replenish its Energy.
It scooped out the brains as if from a honey pot. The crisp CRUNCH made one’s scalp tingle.
A brief silence fell over the Beast Fighting Arena, but it was quickly broken as the crowd erupted.
They discussed the Cyan-skinned Giant’s ferocious fighting style, yet they were unwilling to accept this outco. They shouted, demanding the organizers quickly send in a new Gladiator to end the Demon’s life.
But the organizers seed to be waiting for this very discussion and outcry, even watching as many people threw Copper Coins, Silver Coins, and even Gold Coins from the stands, pelting the Magical Beast on the stage.
anwhile, the Cyan-skinned Giant ate half of the first corpse, tossed it aside, and turned to the second.
"They’re waiting for it to recover its strength!"
Ronin felt no excitent, only a chill. ’This probably isn’t how I’m supposed to be reacting,’ he thought.
"You don’t seem very interested in the beast fighting show?"
Blanche tilted her head, her large, light purple eyes blinking. She noticed that Ronin’s expression was off; it was extrely grim, and he hadn’t shown the slightest hint of joy or shock from beginning to end.
"Perhaps."
Ronin answered ambiguously. "If those four Interdiate Knights were given to , they would be of much greater use. After all, my Mountain Forest Town is short on people."
Blanche thought for a mont and expressed her understanding. However, she then said, "As long as you have a good reputation and beco an outstanding Lord, you won’t lack for followers. I believe you can definitely do it in the future!"
’Yes, reputation,’ Ronin thought.
’If I really did marry Blanche in the future, wouldn’t that bring great fa and attract many followers?’
But he knew that reputation alone wasn’t enough. He also needed power to awe all his followers.
If he wanted to achieve "I ca, I saw, I conquered, I transford," he had to have the strength to shatter all obstacles.
While he was lost in thought, the host’s voice rang out again. The "intermission" was finally over.
"Since everyone wants this Demon dead so badly, let’s welco today’s Advanced Gladiator!"
He paused, then pointed a finger toward the West Gate. "Welco our warrior, Mundo, to the arena!"
CLANG! The West Gate opened again, and a towering giant of a man, easily two ters tall, entered.
He wasn’t wearing any Armor, perhaps because his physique was too massive to forge Armor that large.
As this Advanced Gladiator entered the field, the crowd in the stands went even wilder.
Many nobles and wealthy rchants couldn’t help but throw down money, hoping this Advanced Gladiator could defeat the Giant.
The Cyan-skinned Giant also seed to sense that this opponent was different. It imdiately dropped its food, picked up the Knight’s Sword, and stood ready for battle.
This ti, the Gladiator didn’t charge forward directly. He pulled a Scroll from his waist.
Ronin’s eyes narrowed. It was clearly a Magic Scroll.
’They can even use items like this in the Beast Fighting Arena?’
There was obviously no ti to ask. The Gladiator opened the Scroll and poured his Fighting Qi into it. In an instant, a white mist billowed out from the Scroll.
The mist expanded with incredible speed, covering the entire performance stage in just three to five seconds and quickly drifting up toward the stands.
"What’s going on?"
"How are we supposed to see anything like this?"
Soon, the spectators in the stands began to voice their complaints.
They didn’t care whether or not using a Magic Scroll was against the rules; what they cared about most was not missing the spectacular fight.
Even if the Cyan-skinned Giant was killed in the mist, what was the point if they couldn’t see it?
"Is that the Third-level Water Attribute Magic, Fog Condensation Skill?"
Ronin was puzzled, not understanding the purpose of this action.
But Blanche shook her head. "Judging by its explosive speed, it should be the stronger Fourth-level Water Attribute Magic, ’Fog Burst’."
HISS~
Just then, a plu of mist suddenly rose from the stands, quickly rging with the mist from the performance stage below.
Instantly, that area was shrouded in haze. The figures of the spectators were completely enveloped by the mist, and only the sound of their curses could be heard from within.
Almost at the sa ti, a second and then a third plu of mist rose from the stands.
In an instant, these plus of mist rged, blanketing the entire stands and the beast fighting space below, shrouding everyone within.
"Sothing’s wrong!"
Ronin already sensed danger approaching. He imdiately used his Wind of Inquiry.
Through the eyes of the Wind Elent, he saw several figures from both sides rushing toward their exclusive viewing box.
’An assassination?’
’Are they after , or Blanche?’
There was no answer, because the attackers had already planned their moves. Three of them pounced on Missy Knight, two went for Macken, and the remaining two charged at Ronin and Blanche respectively.
However, the assassin charging toward Blanche was the closest.
"SWOOSH!"
"SWOOSH!"
"SWOOSH!"
The sound of rapid movent stirred the flow of the mist, but because the fog’s coverage was so wide, these small-scale currents didn’t disperse it.
"Watch out!"
Ronin took a step forward, pulling Blanche into his arms. He already had a firm grip on his Flowing Fla Sword.
With a sharp CLANG, his sword blocked the assassin’s sneak attack on Blanche.
If the Princess were assassinated here, his Wushan Territory would be placed in an extrely precarious position, and as her escort, he would be unable to escape the bla.
"You!"
Blanche looked at Ronin in astonishnt. She never expected this Basic Level Knight beside her to react so quickly, blocking a fatal assassination attempt for her.
But she had no ti to think further. A second attack tore through the mist, whistling through the air with a violent shriek.
"It’s a Wind Blade!"
Ronin no longer held back. His Fighting Qi erupted, enveloping both himself and Blanche in a protective suit of Armor.
Blanche’s heart raced, her eyes widening.
"Fighting Qi Armor! That’s the mark of an Advanced Level Knight!"
She stared wide-eyed at Ronin. This young man was actually an Advanced Level Knight?
’If I rember correctly, Ronin is only seventeen this year, right?’
"Heavens, a seventeen-year-old Advanced Level Knight?"
She suddenly felt her head spinning.
The Wind Blade shrieked toward them. Ronin accurately predicted its trajectory, and a massive Fla Slash split the Wind Blade in two.
"Macken, take care of the assassin, then go help Missy."
Missy was considered the strongest in the eyes of outsiders, so she was the one the assassins were targeting most fiercely. She was currently pinned down and unable to break free.
As Ronin spoke, he held Blanche with one arm and leaped away from their original position with ease.
Magic Power and Spiritual Power converged on the tip of his sword, carving out the Magic Patterns of the First-level Wind Attribute Magic, Clear Wind Skill.
With his strength, casting a First-level Magic was incredibly fast. In the span of a breath, the Magic he had always considered useless finally proved its worth.
As the clear wind blew, the dense mist around them was pushed away, revealing the figures of the assassins.
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