Lou Zisui's eyes under the hood swept across the woman's muscle lines. He sensed the surging spiritual energy in her body, and his tongue tip gently stroked her sharp canine teeth.
"A friend recommended it to me, so I came to watch the fight."
Under the waitress's suddenly sharp gaze, Lou Zisui flipped his hand with ease, and a black card with a silver edge appeared instantly.
The card was held between his black-gloved fingers. The pattern on it was exactly the same as the pawn shop sign outside.
The waitress's aura suddenly calmed down, and a bright, flattering smile appeared on her face.
"Sir, what type of fight are you interested in? We have many different types of fights, including arena matches, prop fights, hand-to-hand fights, and free-for-all fights."
The waitress, in a sweet voice, respectfully guided Zi Sui toward the arena, then added, "If you want to support your favorite contestant, you can participate in the pre-match prediction program. A successful prediction could earn you a jackpot of up to 100 times your winnings!"
"Take me to the fighting arena."
"Yes, sir."
Zi Sui followed the waitress into the fighting arena, and along the way saw many fighting cages scattered throughout the venue.
After walking for a distance, the two arrived at the area marked as a melee arena.
"Sir, this is the arena for physical combat."
"Well, it's none of your business."
"Yes, I wish you a pleasant viewing."
Lou Zisui ignored the waitress and walked quickly into the fighting arena.
The strong smell of flesh and blood stimulated him, and his eyes under the hood still turned into bright eyes.
He looked at one of the fighting cages with some excitement, where two humans were fighting each other with bare hands.
They had obviously been fighting for some time; one of them had his arm bent back and most of his teeth broken.
Another contestant had both arms broken off and attacked the enemy with his feet and teeth.
There were many such fights to the death in the venue.
These fighters are all combatants with rich combat experience above the third realm and below the fifth realm.
Once you get into the fighting cage, you assume that you will die if you lose, and no one even cares what to do with the body of the loser.
Lou Zisui took a deep breath, and the sweet and fishy smell containing spiritual energy flowed into his lungs through his trachea, making him feel particularly happy.
The underground fighting arena, this gray area of random fighting, isn’t it the perfect hunting ground for him?
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