“Next.” Oron’s voice rang out, signaling the continuation of the drawing after Jermaine finished his turn.

“I’ll go.”

At that moment, George stomped forward and aggressively shoved a martial artist away as he reached into the black box.

The martial artist who had been shoved frowned and looked up at George’s burly bear-like frame. Despite the intimidation, he suppressed his anger.

Although a martial artist’s strength couldn’t be judged by their size, George’s imposing presence was undeniable.

After rummaging inside the box for a few seconds, George pulled out a glass ball. But before anyone could see the number inside, he crushed it with his powerful grip.

The ball shattered with a sharp crack, and fragments scattered across the floor.

He looked at the fragments in his hand and burst into laughter. His eyes glinted with malice as he turned to Jermaine.

He said sinisterly, “Jermaine, huh? Unlucky bastard, you’ll have one hell of a day. Look at this.” He showed him the metal disc, which displayed “30.”

Jermaine’s number was 3, and George’s was 30. According to the pairing rules, they were set to face off in the third match.

killed countless brutes like you. All brawn and

made no difference. Those brutes,

Instead of getting angry, George laughed heartily, though his eyes were filled with deadly intent. “We’ll see if you’re still laughing after I turn you into a meat

in the battle ring.” Jermaine

sinisterly, like a predator sizing up its

“Next,” Oron said.

was caused, he didn’t care if someone used a

another stepped up to draw their numbers. Some made a show of it,

tactical advantages. After all, knowing an opponent’s details in advance could provide a

the draw. Only those confident

almost certain to reach the top eight as

was in the middle

opponent would be number 25. If his memory served him right, that was

drifted toward Bill, who was casually toying with a glass ball. The ball had a metal disc in the center with the number “25”

many battles, he had never faced a vampire

was likely to be formidable. It would be an excellent chance to test his skills against a vampire elite and understand their abilities. This way, he

to sense something. He looked up and locked

tell me you’re my opponent?” His eyes narrowed as he sized

as good as dead. And don’t think I’ll make it easy for you. I plan to enjoy

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