The second round of matches soon began. Fights were underway simultaneously across the eight battle rings.

Among the audience sections, Abigail's side was undeniably the liveliest. Nearly a hundred people gathered around a large table, with most of them having already placed their bets.

As the matches commenced, the excitement among the spectators eclipsed even that of the contenders in the battle ring.

The venue reverberated with cheers and chants, with each successive wave amplifying the intensity.

The crowd who had placed their bets passionately cheered for their selected fighters. Their shouts reverberated through the air, echoing at the top of their lungs.

As the matches progressed, it became evident that the stakes were much higher than mere entertainment.

It was all about personal gain now. Victory promised a hefty haul of celestial stones, while defeat spelled utter loss and disappointment.

Given the high stakes involved, it was no surprise that emotions ran so high. As time passed, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

determined their victors, which led to jubilation and frustration among

the same environment, the emotions among the crowd varied

opponent a chance to catch his breath!" Miles bellowed enthusiastically from the

flushed with adrenaline, and his entire

seemed equally caught up in the

on contestant number 68 in the eighth battle

tank, and he wielded a battle ax that he swung with

armed with a broadsword, and

a broadsword possessed remarkable strength. This made it challenging for opponents to

power and weight, the battle

strength, only a few would

against lighter, more agile weapons. But fate had it that the battle ax met the broadsword, resulting in a clash

68 was stronger in physique and strength than his opponent. Therefore, as the fight progressed, he quickly gained the upper hand, relentlessly

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