Previously, Huyan Zhuo and his men had already decisively defeated many enemies.

However, the strongest Hu Yanzhuo was defeated by the young man with three punches.

The strongest support was so scared that he couldn't stand up and had to crawl.

Isn't it incredibly exciting to see a legend defeated by a newly emerging one?

.........

"We won! We won!"

Manager Ao's vision was a little blurry. He rubbed his eyes, and the back of his hand got wet.

He cried, probably because he was happy to have kept his job.

It could also be the kind of tears shed in relief when you emerge from a hopeless situation where you feel powerless.

"Young sir, thank you so much."

Supervisor Ao stood at attention, looking at the young man in the arena below. He placed one hand on his chest and then bowed in gratitude.

……

In another private room, the nobleman, witnessing this scene, could not help but fly into a rage.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

"You made me lose so much money, you're such a useless piece of trash."

The nobleman flew into a rage and overturned the table.

Then he saw the little female slave next to him, who was staring blankly at Qin Qi outside.

"What are you looking at? You lowly slave, how dare you laugh at me?"

"Go to hell, go to hell."

The nobles felt looked down upon and mocked.

He angrily lashed the young female slave's body, blood splattering everywhere.

His face grew increasingly ferocious, and he hit harder and harder.

It was as if they really wanted to beat the little slave girl to death.

The young slave girl clenched her teeth tightly, enduring the pain, and even bit her lip so hard that it bled.

She gradually lost her balance, fell to the ground, curled up, and trembled uncontrollably.

Even so, she didn't let out a single scream.

His eyes remained fixed on Qin Qi, watching him stand quietly on the arena.

A young man who surveys all directions, invincible among his peers.

Hearing the cheers of the audience, her eyes shone with admiration.

Just then, a knock came at the door, and the nobleman stopped what he was doing in annoyance.

Who is it?

The nobleman stormed to the door, wanting to teach the ungrateful person outside a lesson.

"Sir, this is me, Manager Ao."

Manager Ao stood outside the door, smiling as he spoke.

"Manager Ao, what do you want with me?"

The nobleman's anger was immediately suppressed. He put away his whip and spoke.

"You previously participated in a betting game at our Grand Arena."

"Because the amount is quite large, I came to collect it myself."

Manager Ao continued politely.

"I don't have it now, let's talk about it later."

The nobleman prepared to leave, as he didn't have enough cash on hand.

"Besides... I'm afraid that won't work. If we don't settle the score, you might not be able to leave the Great Soul Arena."

Manager Ao stood directly in front of the man, his smile gradually fading as his expression turned icy.

"You, you're threatening me! Do you even know who I am?!"

The nobleman said angrily.

"Yes, that's a threat to you, but not to me."

"I don't have that much influence, but the Great Soul Arena does."

"Whoever breaks the rules is the enemy of the Great Soul Arena."

Manager Ao showed no fear whatsoever, nor did he speak with the slightest bit of politeness.

The Great Soul Arena is able to do such a big business, with Soul Arenas in every major city.

They've been a part of the Heavenly Dou Imperial City, and their backgrounds are unfathomable.

"Okay, I'll give it to you. I'll have someone bring it over."

Although the nobleman was furious, he knew this was not a place for him to act recklessly.

He handed over all the valuables he was carrying to Supervisor Ao.

“Not enough.” Manager Ao glanced at it and said calmly.

"This……"

The nobleman glanced at her and finally placed his gaze on the little slave girl, saying, "This will settle your debt."

"Hmm, it's still not enough, but you can wait for someone to bring it to you now."

Manager Ao glanced at the little female slave lying in a pool of blood.

Although she looked terrible, you could still tell she was a beauty in the making.

"Looks about ten years old, um, about that."

"You can give me other gifts even if it's free, as a way of repaying the favor."

Manager Ao muttered to himself.

...............

"The strongest Soul Master! The strongest Soul Master!"

"The Great Soul Fighting Demon King!"

Someone shouted, and the shouts from the crowd changed.

"Demon King!"

"Demon King!"

"Demon King!"

Qin Qi's code name is too outrageous; he takes orders and does proxy work, so even if people wanted to call him that, they couldn't.

But their nicknames were different; they felt that Qin Qi was perfectly suited to the title of Demon King.

What is a Demon King? A Demon King possesses terrifying power and an unparalleled status.

No one could fight him; he always won with an absolute crushing victory.

"Hmph, it's just that Huyan Zhuo is stupid."

"Stand still, or the outcome will be uncertain."

At this moment, a young man spoke up with great dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Dude, if you're jealous, just say so. Don't say things like that, you're just being blatantly ignorant."

Someone spoke up.

"I'm blind? You're the one who's blind! You didn't see what happened just now."

The boy spoke angrily.

"Then you didn't see the Demon King's performance."

"If your eyesight isn't good, then I'll explain it to you."

The man looked at the boy and said with a smug expression.

"Speak, I want to see what you can say."

The boy laughed angrily and spoke.

Chapter 95 The Ubiquitous Debate: Want to Join Me?

“Then let me tell you, you only see the elephant standing still and letting the demon king hit it.”

"But didn't you see that the Demon King didn't interfere with the actions of the assistants at all?"

"Basic common sense in combat: prioritize killing support characters."

"The elephant stood still and endured the attack, while the demon king tacitly attacked only the elephant."

"This is a head-on clash between men."

The man, somewhat smugly, began to analyze the situation for the boy.

"Hmph, is that all? How do you know he's deliberately not interfering with the support?"

"It's not that he can't interfere with the support role; don't forget, what if he could interfere with the support role?"

"The elephant certainly won't stay standing still any longer."

The boy spoke with disdain.

"Dude, that's impossible. The Diamond Mammoth has very strong defense and strength."

"But his speed is completely insufficient; he can't stop the Demon King."

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