An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

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.

had determined their victors, which led to jubilation and frustration

same environment, the emotions among the

forward. Don't give your opponent a chance to catch his breath!" Miles bellowed

flushed with adrenaline, and his entire being

Go, Number 68!" Ruby beside him seemed equally caught up in the excitement. Her cheeks were flushed as she waved her fists

was fixed on contestant number 68 in the

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

his 30s armed with a broadsword, and he followed a

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

weight, the battle

someone had natural superhuman strength, only a few

more agile weapons. But fate had it that the battle ax

as the fight progressed, he quickly gained the upper hand, relentlessly launching