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.

their victors, which led to jubilation and

the same environment, the emotions among the crowd

68! Attack! Keep pushing forward. Don't give your opponent a chance to catch his breath!" Miles bellowed enthusiastically from

and his entire being pulsated

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

contestant number 68 in the eighth battle

built like a tank, and he wielded a

opponent was a man in his 30s armed with a broadsword, and he followed a similarly

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

exception. Renowned for its power and weight, the battle ax sacrificed

only a

lighter, more agile weapons. But

physique and strength than his opponent. Therefore, as the fight progressed, he quickly

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