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Chapter 457

Chapter 457 Furor at the Arena

It might have been hastily constructed, but the scale of the arena was beyond extraordinary. From the looks of it, it was not any shabbier than the arena for WWE tournaments.

Elise immediately spotted the dragonmoon grass lying next to the trophy. Her hands couldn’t help but itch at the sight.

In the ring, two muscled fighters were battling fiercely. Every move they made was meant to be decisive, not the slightest bit of restraint shown as they hurled attack after attack at their opponent.

The man leading Elise and the others brought them around the arena. As he led them around, he explained how the tournament worked. “The rules of the arena are simple—once you’re in the ring, you’ll be fighting one-on-one with your opponent. The one still standing ten minutes later is the winner.”

“Doesn’t that mean that someone needs to be beaten to the point that they can’t get up?” Danny asked naively.

He had just finished asking his question when the sound of someone falling over came from the ring.

Thump—

As one of the fighters collapsed, the other raised his arms in the air, having become the winner of this round.

“Who’s next? Who’s next?!” the man bragged madly as though he had limitless strength to draw on. It was as though anyone else who dared to step in the ring would be ripped into half by him.

Just as Danny was watching in stunned silence, Alexander brushed past him and walked straight toward the referee. There, he signed his name on the provided waiver before he calmly walked up the steps into the ring. Clad in a white suit, he looked like a prince right out of a painting under the lights shining down on him. He did not fit in at all with the arena with his majestic elegance.

To the audience, he just looked like he was going to be beaten into a pulp.

another guy

he’s so skinny; can he

for your ma when those clothes get

he distantly watched his opponent

waiting for the starting bell, the man tossed his gloves

the referee hastily rang the

he could hit Alexander, Alexander had already lifted his leg to kick the man in

been, poised to strike. After a full three seconds, he finally withdrew his fist. With his hands over his caved-in belly, the man collapsed heavily to the ground. The impact

had

bell was

he had ascertained that the hulking man could no longer stand, the worker got up and lifted Alexander’s

was

That little thing’s so delicate and frail,

round!

the ring, his expression chilly. He simply

the worker next to him had only just dragged the man out of the ring when

with

Alexander won his

champion with his streak of twelve wins. If he defeated his next opponent,

previous challengers, this opponent was a man. However, he

the others before him. On the contrary, both Alexander

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