Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 22: The demon race is truly blessed
Time passed and it was already two days later.
Countless people still fell on the stage, and countless people received cheers and admiration.
As a short demon fell on his back in the ring.
The referee announced loudly.
"The winner is Bao Bufeng!"
"Xiao Bao! We are counting on you!"
The wound on his head had long since healed.
After the last humiliation, Bao Bufeng has been frantically honing himself through fighting over the past two days.
His consecutive victories have attracted the attention of the audience as a newcomer, and his ranking has now entered the top 200.
Whenever he plays a game, there are actually quite a few spectators.
But these cheers never numbed his nerves, and he had only one thought in his mind.
Become stronger and no longer be bullied by anyone.
"Among our group of newcomers, no one except me dares to fight on the ring."
Apart from training, he often paid attention to the movements of this group of newcomers, but he found that none of them directly joined the battle on the third level like him.
" How can you become stronger if you are so cowardly?" Bao Bufeng said with disdain.
"Sooner or later I will wash away the shame of that night!"
There seemed to be a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
Although Lu Jin had already told him what happened that day.
But he simply didn't believe that a low-level monster from the penguin clan could actually beat a third-level master ranked 32nd into a dead dog with just two palms.
Especially since he had never been defeated by She Ming.
After walking out of the arena, Bao Bufeng habitually went to the ticket office.
Watching the duels between masters is of great help in improving one's own strength, which is also one of the great advantages of Dongjing Arena in attracting young geniuses.
Just imagine, how could other trial sites be like the Arena, where masters fight each other every day and everyone can watch as long as they buy a ticket?
However, today the ticket office was packed with people.
Looking at the long queue in front of him, Bao Bufeng was stunned. Although the ticket office was crowded in the past, there was never such a long queue as today.
"What's going on?"
"Could it be that the top ten masters are going to take action personally?" Bao Bufeng's mind moved.
He had long wanted to see a fight between masters of this level, but had never found an opportunity. It was said that once one became one of the top ten masters, he might not take action for several years.
So he followed the crowd and lined up with great excitement.
"This is outrageous. This kind of arrangement will definitely kill him instantly!"
A few feet in front of him, several monsters were discussing something excitedly.
"I don't care if I kill it instantly or not. I just want to watch that penguin die. You don't know how wretched that penguin looked during the King's Battle. It really pissed me off!"
"That's right. No wonder the arena officials couldn't stand it anymore and made this arrangement."
Judging from what the two spectators said, it seemed that they had come all the way from the small fish level arena.
"Raymond just effortlessly killed Ying Bai, who was ranked 16th. His latest ranking has risen to 11th, just one step away from the top ten."
"The top ten? I haven't seen the top ten fight in over a year. I've never seen Raymond fight with all his strength. I guess Raymond is even stronger than the weakest of the top ten."
"What? Such a master is actually going to attack a newcomer?"
When the top ten were mentioned, all kinds of demon tribes started talking about them, and they became more and more excited as they talked.
"Newcomer? What newcomer?" Bao Bufeng was very curious and took over the conversation from the person next to him.
"Hey, brother. You may not know this, but the 11th-ranked master, Raymond, is going to deal with a newcomer from the Penguin Clan. His name is Jiang Yu."
This demon had a small mustache and looked old, and he spoke with great excitement.
Penguin tribe? Jiang Yu?
Isn't it the newcomer from our group? Bao Bufeng was stunned, his mind full of question marks, and the image of Jiang Yu swaggering through the streets with a giant penguin flashed through his mind.
As for Raymond's match, he had seen it once. In his eyes, the invincible master Ying Bai was crushed like an ant in Raymond's hands. This left him with a huge psychological trauma and severely hit his self-confidence.
To some extent, he and Ying Bai are the same type of fighters. This battle even made him feel that he would never be able to surpass Raymond in his lifetime. This feeling only gradually faded away after he won one game after another.
Now, these two people who are very different from each other are actually connected together, and they are about to meet each other in a life-and-death battle in the ring.
What's more, the game is tomorrow?
He felt like he was dreaming
In the end, Bao Bufeng bought a ticket in a trance.
Looking at the animal skin in his hand, he fell into deep thought.
On one side is a huge mammoth, and on the other side is a tiny penguin... For some reason, such a picture appeared in Bao Bufeng's mind.
"What are you thinking about?"
Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.
It was Lu Jin, still with an indifferent smile on his face. What happened that night brought the two closer together.
"So you also bought this game." Lu Jin glanced at the ticket stub in Bao Bufeng's hand.
There was a brief silence.
"Is it possible? Jiang Yu and Raymond?"
The question of whether Bao Bufeng is asked is irrelevant.
"What's impossible? Anyway, I see that many of our newcomers have bought tickets. It will be very lively tomorrow ."
It seemed that Lu Jin had been here for a long time, but he only greeted Bao Bufeng now.
"Where's Jiang Yu?"
Bao Bufeng had a complicated expression.
"I don't know. I haven't seen him since that night."
Lu Jin spread his hands.
That night, Lu Jin walked around the third-level rotating avenue for more than 100 times as if nothing had happened, but he did not see Jiang Yu.
"Is this guy going to be eaten by a snake?"
Lu Jin sighed. Given the vengeful nature of the snake clan, this was obviously very likely.
The next day, the sun rose in the east as usual.
Although the warmth of the sun could not be felt in the underground city, the fanatical atmosphere also made the arena bustling with activity.
A fighter had just won a victory and raised his hands high, but found that there was no spectator in the area.
He looked to the side in astonishment, only to see that Arena No. 1 was packed with people.
"What's going on? Is this the top ten showdown?" He was shocked and hurried to Arena No. 1.
"Raymond! Raymond!"
The vast majority of the audience stared at the huge figure in the rest area on one side of the arena and shouted wildly.
Wang Chen, who was standing on the other side, was also looking at his opponent from a distance, secretly surprised.
"This big guy is also a newcomer? He looks a bit too fierce."
After Wang Chen finished his training, he went straight to the arena. He didn’t even know his opponent’s name.
At the same time, he subconsciously believed that the newcomer's opening match would inevitably be against the fighter ranked last.
At this moment, he frowned as he looked at the giant beast in front of him that was made of steel.
"It's just like a mobile suit. These monsters are really gifted. A fighter ranked at the bottom has such momentum. If you don't know, you would think he is one of the top ten masters."
Wang Chen complained in his heart.
Welcome to today's focus battle.
Suddenly, a magnetic and infectious voice spread throughout Arena No. 1.
He is a male butterfly demon with an enchanting face and a slender figure, with a pair of black wings behind him.
It stands to reason that the battle in which Raymond crushes the newcomer would not be equipped with a dedicated commentator. However, thanks to Wang Chen's notoriety, the official of the arena saw the business opportunity of this battle and sent a special commentator.
"Let's get started."
Wang Chen felt that this battle was very boring. A battle that could be over soon actually had a commentator to delay it.