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"First, please welcome our warrior 'Evil Wealthy Wolf', Simpson Candice to the stage--!!!" The host's loud voice echoed throughout the venue.

With enthusiastic applause and shouts from the audience, a muscular barbarian man rolled into the ring. He wore a ferocious-looking jackal mask on his thick neck, and his arms, with bulging veins, each had a steel claw that glowed with a cold light.

He paraded around the ring, arms outstretched, facing the cheering crowd.

Ye Xiao sneered disdainfully and watched the iron bars in front of him slowly rise.

Haha, names like these with animals in them are obviously small fry.

"Next, please welcome our new challenger, 'Miss Mammon's hound', Ye Wuming -!!"

Ye Xiao almost fainted from not being able to catch his breath.

This damn devil is deliberately disgusting people, right?

And that bastard Tuta, didn't he even warn me about this name? ? I'll beat him up when I get out!

The more Ye Xiao thought about it, the angrier he became, feeling resentful that he was forced to embarrass himself in public.

"Hey, little guy, what's the matter? Are you scared?" The adult strong men from the northern barbarians are basically over two meters tall. Their oppressive height makes them look not like a jackal but a huge bear when standing in front of Ye Xiao.

Seeing Ye Xiao standing there motionless, the jackal Candice stretched out his rough tongue and licked the steel claws in his hand. He was just waiting for the referee's order, and then he would tear the dumbfounded skinny man in front of him into pieces.

"Three, two, one, the game begins!"

"The vicious jackal made his move! His figure was as fast as lightning! The vicious jackal fell down, and his feet seemed to have stepped into a coffin... Uh, wait, huh?"

"Um... The winner of the competition is 'Miss Mammon's Hound'——Ye Wuming!!!"

……

When Ye Xiao returned to the lounge, the first thing he did was to look for the wretched figure wrapped in a black robe.

"Tuta, you bastard, what the hell made you submit this title!?"

Tuta, who was making tea in the lounge, was grabbed by the collar. His slightly weathered face under the hood looked panicked. "Calm down, Mr. Ye, calm down. I asked you before, do you want to change your title?"

"What the hell are you asking?" Ye Xiao was furious. He felt humiliated but helpless.

"I really asked!" Tuta looked very innocent. Even if it was his master's fault, he couldn't vent his anger on him.

Besides, he clearly gave the reminder with good intentions, so we can’t wrongly accuse him!

"Pfft." The pink-haired maid beside her couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Ye Xiao caught a glimpse of the smiling girl and couldn't help but sigh, "Ah——"

Theoretically, he really couldn't blame Tuta. Every wrong has its perpetrator. If he had the ability to do something that the devil did, he could go find the devil himself. Bullying other people's minions was not a skill.

"Okay, okay, it's true that I can't completely blame you. Can you change the name?" Ye Xiao put Tuta down and said, "Hurry up and change it, brother. I feel really uncomfortable going on stage with this name."

“Well, if you want to change the name, you need to clear all the challenger’s points.” Tuta scratched his head.

Ye Xiao almost vomited blood.

He felt like his guys were about to get hurt before they even got on the field.

"Haha..." The maid seemed to be unable to hold it back any longer. She covered her mouth and her body trembled like a flower branch.

"No, is it really that funny?" Ye Xiao was helpless as to why this lazy little maid was so inexplicably interested in such trivial matters.

But he certainly would not do something like venting his anger on an innocent maid, so he could only sit back in his chair, took a few sips of the water that Tuta handed over, and said, "It's my bad luck. When is the next one? Can you arrange it faster?"

If possible, Ye Xiao wanted to fight one more battle to earn some points. If he could exchange his sword and a bottle of stamina-enhancing medicine, his chances of defeating the lion-tailed scorpion would be quite good.

He was more worried about what would happen next. According to the message left by the Greedy Witch in the morning, the Institute of Engineering would invite him after he defeated the Lion-Tailed Scorpion. He was not sure what would happen after that. If there was another battle after that, it would not be appropriate to exhaust his physical strength at the hands of the Lion-Tailed Scorpion.

Of course, if all else fails, he can still use the Evil God Contract spell from Ella, but the mental energy consumption is too outrageous, and he doesn't want to use that big move unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Sir, the next match will probably be after noon." Tuta continued his tea-making work. "After all, there is only one arena here. Even if the matches are fully scheduled, it will be difficult to hurry up."

"It's really an unreasonable setting." Ye Xiao thought, they should just put a hundred octagonal cages on the field, and whoever's turn it is would be caught in and fight, and if they kill the person they can get out, and if they don't they can continue.

Otherwise, with such low site utilization, Blue Star would have gone bankrupt long ago.

"Sir, here's some tea for you. You've worked hard." A soft voice sounded, and Ye Xiao saw the maid slowly stand up and hand him a cup of tea from Tuta's table.

"Oh? Thank you." Ye Xiao took the tea with some surprise, thinking that this guy finally remembered that he has a job.

However, because Ye Xiao was not used to bossing others around, he didn't really care when he saw the maid slacking off - besides, he had Brother Tuta to help him carry the burden.

However, before Ye Xiao had taken two sips, he saw Freya suddenly stand up, pick up the towel he had placed aside, and wipe it vigorously on his head.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Ye Xiao was a little confused.

"Wipe your sweat." Freya's words were brief, but her purpose was clear.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you don't have to wipe the sweat so hard. I'm going to wipe my scalp off for you."

"...Hmph." Freya seemed a little dissatisfied, but not very much.

After the maid served the tea, she brought out a piece of cake from somewhere, scooped out a piece with a silver spoon, and handed it to Ye Xiao's mouth, "Sir, open your mouth."

Ye Xiao suddenly felt that the force of the towel on his head was increasing instead of decreasing.

He felt a subtle torment, but he couldn't tell why. He just subconsciously hoped that his "assistant" and the maid could stay aside and do nothing, so that he might feel more comfortable.

Fortunately, the torment did not last long, because after Tuta went out and came back, he informed Ye Xiao that his next game would be moved forward.

"Why early?"

"It seems that there has been a change in your opponent. The one you were originally going to challenge is sick."

"Sick?" Ye Xiao was puzzled. Is there such a situation?

But having said that, he had to rush to the ring again.

After a series of tests, he returned to the familiar iron fence.

The host's loud voice sounded again, but this time Ye Xiao was introduced first.

After a short string of not-so-uncommon lines, he began to introduce the other side.

"...Next, we invite our beast warrior who has won the championship challenge points, the messenger who returned from death - 'Lonely' Thompson!!!"

Chapter 29: Warriors Don't Die Unarmed

Ye Xiao walked out of the iron bars amid a crowd of voices, and the burly big man he saw the night before was actually standing opposite the wide arena.

But unlike before when he was shirtless, this time he was wearing a thick long coat. The seemingly airtight collar made Ye Xiao feel hot just by looking at it.

"I clearly saw that you were dead." Ye Xiao frowned.

He remembered clearly the scene last night when the lion-tailed scorpion tore the big guy Thompson into pieces with one claw.

"I clearly killed that beast." Thompson's voice was no longer loud and clear, but hoarse and low. "It can come back from hell, why can't I?"

"Why are you standing here?"

The host's high-pitched voice sounded, leading to enthusiastic cheers from the audience that drowned out the conversation between the two.

"Three, two, one -"

"Game start!"

Thompson didn't say anything else. He moved his strong legs and rushed towards Ye Xiao with his burly body like a charging bull.

Ye Xiao didn't ask the other party why he came back to life, nor did he care what the other party had paid for it.

Now that they are standing on this bloody arena, the only thing both sides have to do is to determine who is stronger.

Thompson did not use the spear and shield as he did when facing the lion-tailed scorpion. Instead, he swung his thick right fist and hit Ye Xiao directly.

The whistling fist wind was no less powerful than any weapon. Ye Xiao still didn't dare to take the blow head-on, as it was a pure physical attack without any gathering of energy.

Ye Xiao dodged to the left and crouched, shaking off the fist wind and rushing forward, crossing his right fist with the opponent's arm to meet the attack.

The punch hit the big guy's nose hard, but Thompson didn't dodge or evade. He swung his right arm in the air, hooked Ye Xiao's hand, and immediately bent his knees and pressed down to try to lock the joint.

Ye Xiao immediately pushed off the ground and flipped backwards, using the force of Thompson's downward elbow lock to kick the opponent in the back of the head.

The dull sound of shaking his skull made the big guy stagger. Ye Xiao took the opportunity to use his right arm to support himself and twist his waist, then turned upside down and kicked him again.

But this time his calf seemed to have kicked a steel plate, and the sleeve of Thompson's right arm shattered when he returned to defend, revealing the skin that was shining coldly.

A shiny steel claw pierced through Thompson's right fist. He rushed forward and tore a circular arc, leaving three bloody marks on Ye Xiao's chest, which he barely avoided.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and kept his distance from Thompson. Although he had hit the target twice in the first round, he was at a disadvantage. His wrists and ankles were slightly swollen and painful.

The person opposite didn't look like a human being, but more like a moving steel puppet.

Without a sword, it was almost impossible for him to break the opponent's metal skin with just his flesh and blood.

Thompson spat a mouthful of dark blood onto the ground, and a steel claw popped out from his left hand. He rushed forward without even adjusting his breath.

With the help of sharp claws, Thompson's attack became more and more fierce, and his bloodshot eyes were like a mad beast.

Ye Xiao had no chance to breathe or think, he could only retreat repeatedly to avoid the attack. He dodged all the way and was soon forced to the edge of the ring, the corner of the inner wall.

There was an icy wall two meters behind him, with no way to retreat. The arm that was protecting his chest was already torn to pieces.

Even if you dodge multiple claw attacks with your quick reactions, just one mistake will result in a heavy price to pay.

Looking at the prey that had nowhere to escape, Thompson's ashen face raised the corners of his mouth.

"Execute him!" "Execute him!"

The shouts from the audience were deafening. Ye Xiao, the dark horse that had made their wallets empty, was obviously not welcomed.

"How ridiculous that you dare to go on stage without a weapon." Thompson opened his claws and slowly approached. "Since you helped me, I'll give you a chance to leave a last word."

"Your words rank among the top three chilling things I've ever heard. Is this how you treat your benefactor?" Ye Xiao seemed not to be panicked at all. He took advantage of the brief break in the conversation to flex his wrists. "But don't worry. I don't need a weapon to kill you."

"Hehe, looks like there's no need to carve any words on your tombstone... Die!" Thompson suddenly took a step forward and swung his right hand from top to bottom.

Ye Xiao quickly stepped back and dodged, but the next moment, he turned his back to Thompson and rushed towards the wall.

Exposing your back to the enemy in a life-and-death battle is tantamount to seeking death, so Thompson immediately chased forward and swung his left claw.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiao immediately jumped up against the wall, using the recoil of the wall to do a backflip at a weird angle tilted to the right to avoid the sharp blade coming from the left.

Thompson swung his claws in vain, and with a stumble, he left three scratches on the stone wall.

Without vision, Ye Xiao's somersault was purely based on his prediction of Thompson's attack direction. If Thompson still used his right claw, he would have been torn to pieces by the steel claw.

But Ye Xiao's interpretation of his opponent's movements during the continuous retreat defense allowed him to take this gamble. He used the force to lift his body up and somersaulted in the air, landing behind Thompson, who just stumbled forward.

But it was just a small stumble. Thompson immediately regained his balance, turned around and rushed towards Ye Xiao, who was only a meter away, and swung his right arm to claw out again.

He subconsciously thought that Ye Xiao wanted to retreat and didn't want to create distance between him and the opponent, but he didn't expect that Ye Xiao would retreat instead of advancing. A momentary relative sprint allowed Thompson's right claw to pass over Ye Xiao's shoulder and only grab the air behind him.

Ye Xiao took the opportunity to grab the right arm that passed over his shoulder with both hands, pressed his body forward, stepped forward with his right foot to hook the opponent's hind leg, and slammed Thompson, who lost his balance, to the ground, intending to use the opponent's original fighting skill of locking the arm joints.

Thompson, who was leaning over, immediately swung his free left claw at Ye Xiao who was holding his right arm. With a sharp blade in hand, this single-arm locking fighting technique was meaningless.

However, Ye Xiao suddenly let go of the opponent's arm as if he had expected it, and retracted his head to barely avoid the stabbing left claw.

Thompson lost his balance and fell back in the air. He realized something was wrong and tried to withdraw his left hand, but it was not so easy to stop the force he had exerted so suddenly.

Ye Xiao grabbed Thompson's right arm with his left hand and collided with Thompson's left claw, the sharp blade penetrated the metalized surface and produced a dazzling spark of fire.

The next second, Thompson's head hit the ground. The instantaneous impact of his right upper arm being pierced and the potential energy of falling caused his elbow to bend downward uncontrollably. Ye Xiao took the opportunity to punch him.

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, and Thompson's sharp claws, which could cut through iron and mud, cut into his forehead.

A cloud of dust rose from the ground, and a pool of blood spread like a slowly blooming flower bud.

"Ah...ah..." However, Thompson, whose brain was pierced, seemed not to be dead yet. He stared at Ye Xiao with wide eyes and made a hoarse sound.

"Huh." Ye Xiao covered his arm, glanced at the trembling body on the ground, reached out and tore off the other's thick coat.

Under the clothes, countless irregular pieces of metal were roughly glued together with broken flesh and blood. The flesh and blood was pale and bluish and looked lifeless, but the metal pieces embedded in it were expanding and contracting like restless worms.

Ye Xiao didn't know how to describe this weird scene. The audience around him should have obviously seen this disgusting body, but they were still shouting and clapping as if they didn't see it.

"The winner of the competition is 'Miss Mammon's Hound'——Ye Wuming!!!"

As usual, the host loudly announced the results of the competition to everyone.

Chapter 30: Special Invitation

As soon as Ye Xiao opened the door of the lounge, Freya, who was worried, rushed forward immediately, "Are you okay? I will treat you right away."

"It's just a flesh wound," Ye Xiao closed the door and lowered his voice, "but it does hurt a bit. Will I be discovered if I use the Holy Light spell here? And..."