The entire arena fell silent.
Was that person... thing... surrendering?
Then—
Countless bizarre creatures revealed bloodthirsty smiles.
Forfeit?
In their dreams.
Since this arena tournament began, there had never been a forfeiture. Only killing, or being killed!
Granted—
Watching a few Earth hatchlings get slaughtered later would be somewhat boring.
But it was still a show, at least.
Escaping was impossible!
Liu Di understood very well that no one who came to watch this sort of match could possibly be decent.
They were surely all vicious criminals!
No bloodshed?
How could that possibly justify the long journey here?
"Oh?"
Oil Buddha, standing on the high platform, paused. "It seems that friend has something to say. Let me hear it?"
It tilted its ear toward Kun Sang. "What?! What?! I can't hear you."
Kun Sang, an S-Class Cyborg, shouted with all his might, his voice deep and powerful.
Though the Beast Arena was enormous, Oil Buddha could definitely hear him clearly. Besides, Oil Buddha was proficient in Earth languages.
Yet—
Oil Buddha maintained an expression that said, "What did you say? I can't hear you!"
"Hehe."
Oil Buddha shrugged and chuckled. "Please welcome our three little contestants from Earth! Their names aren't important. I only introduce the names of the winners. The second arena match begins now!"
Kun Sang panicked. "Are you deaf? I said we're forfeiting!"
Everyone looked somewhat helpless, just about to tease Kun Sang.
But then they suddenly saw tears welling in the eyes beneath his ridiculous mask, born of desperation.
Even Liu Di paused slightly.
On Ghost Island—
Kun Sang and Little Liu had spent every day together, constantly bickering, fighting, and joking around. Yet how could their friendship not have been deep?
Kun Sang was simple and foolish, but exceptionally kindhearted!
Moreover, he was deeply loyal.