Winning against the opponent means that the Sanbugyo will become your hand, also known as Battle Slaves.
However, Kyosuke didn't want him to do anything, and this person wasn't worth sending to the experimental table.
"Leave me the method for cultivating the Eight Gates Released Formation, and I can grant you the greatest possible freedom."
The greatest degree of freedom means not restricting the other person's actions in normal times.
Except for extremely critical moments, you can do whatever you want normally, just don't cause trouble for the Uchiha.
For a slave who was imprisoned in a cell all day and whose movements were restricted, such conditions were practically the gospel of God.
Fearing that Kyosuke might change his mind, Sanbugyo quickly nodded in agreement, preparing to go back and memorize the training method of the Eight Gates Released Formation.
I'll also take this opportunity to summarize my own experience.
At this moment, he was completely different from when he had vowed to kill Kyosuke.
Kyosuke himself didn't seem to care much about this.
They were just trying to survive. Even ants cling to life, let alone the Sanbugyo, who were living, breathing human beings.
Of course, if Kyosuke were playing the role of the user of the Eight Gates Released Formation, this battle would definitely not stop at opening the Five Gates.
If the roles of friend and foe were reversed, he would definitely show himself what cruelty truly means.
After two consecutive battles of extraordinary scale, the atmosphere on site has reached a breaking point.
The organizers initially intended to stop Kyosuke's fight, but then reconsidered and decided it was better to keep such a character alive.
So what if we lose some money? The reputation the other party leaves behind here is far more valuable than mere wealth.
If they can come a few more times, the person in charge is confident that they can earn ten or even a hundred times the return.
With this in mind, the person in charge simply abandoned the idea of sending strong individuals to intercept them.
The Fighting Arena has a history of over a hundred years, and countless dark secrets are hidden behind it.
The Sanbugyo were very powerful, but they were far from being the strongest.
If they really wanted to target someone, the person in charge could immediately send out even stronger opponents.
Some people can surpass Kyosuke in speed, while others can surpass him in Ninjutsu skills.
There are even terrifying masters of Dojutsu, whose Genjutsu, Blood Eyes, would be superior even to the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
With such figures taking turns on the field, no matter how strong he is, he can only suffer a bitter defeat in the end.
"Alright, let the big shots do as they please." The person in charge smiled and got up to leave.
Without human intervention, Kyosuke won the next three matches very easily.
"Incredible! He really defeated five top gladiators in a row!"
"Now, let us cheer for the new king!"
"Oh!!!"
Ignoring the enthusiastic shouts of the crowd, Kyosuke tossed his head, leaving the audience with the most profound silhouette.
Time to collect the money!
He was never worried that the other party would renege on their debt; if they dared to do so, he would lead his army to raze the Island to the ground once the war was over.
Drag that damn person in charge out and burn him alive.
They went to comfort the somewhat uneasy Little Manda and promised to take it home soon.
Next, Kyosuke was led by a waiter to the manager's office.
As he pushed open the door, he was greeted by the person in charge's warm smile.
There was no indication that not long ago, his opponents had intended to completely defeat him on the field.
"You've arrived!" the person in charge said warmly, pulling him along. "Your due payment is ready, I guarantee you won't lose a single penny."
"Mr. Kyosuke, if you have time, please come visit us often. Many viewers are looking forward to your triumphant return."
"I believe that the Senju will soon be defeated, and the glory of the Land of Fire will belong solely to the Uchiha."
It's clear that the person in charge is trying to curry favor with him.
They're probably afraid Kyosuke won't come back.
It's safe to say that if he agrees, the person in charge will definitely give him a very nice gift.
However, Kyosuke had no interest in paying attention to him at the moment.
Perhaps noticing the boy's gaze, the person in charge smiled apologetically and pointed to the handsome Monk beside him, whose age was difficult to discern, saying, "Master Cixian happened to be passing by and, upon hearing of your arrival, specifically asked me to make the introduction."
The Monk wore White Haori, his hair was gathered on top of his head, and a long braid was left at the back of his head.
His gaze was indifferent, and the Roman Numeral IV was tattooed below his left eye, giving him an air of mystery.
He forcibly controlled his heartbeat using Chakra, showing not the slightest bit of tension.
Kyosuke turned his head and looked at the monk Jigen as if he were a stranger.
"I see. May I ask what brings you here, Master?"
Master Cixian's eyes were indifferent, and his voice was even colder and more ruthless. "I am here to save you."
"Save me?" Kyosuke feigned composure, subtly displaying his disdain.
In fact, every nerve in his brain was telling him to run, to run for his life.
However, he managed to suppress his instincts with his extraordinary magnanimity.
"Yes," the Monk nodded frankly, "Your brilliance is too dazzling; danger is gradually approaching."
"Without my help, there's a very high chance you won't survive this ordeal."
By this point in the conversation, Kyosuke had mostly regained his composure.
He knew the Monk was in poor health and unlikely to harm someone as insignificant as him.
Since there's no reason to fight, let's talk about what this so-called threat is.
Unfortunately, no matter how he asked, the Monk remained silent.
Clearly, they also had reservations.
"I've told the same thing to many people." The implication is that those who didn't heed the advice are all dead.
In fact, if Kyosuke hadn't known the other person's identity, he probably would have thought he was a lunatic.
Jigen was originally a monk from the Land of Fire, living in the Ancient Era thousands of years ago.
In ancient times, two members of the Ōtsutsuki came to Earth together, intending to plant God Tree and absorb the life force of the entire Planet.
As a result, the Ōtsutsuki, who was a servant, was unwilling to become nourishment for the God Tree, so he attacked the one in power, leaving him severely injured and on the verge of death.
Just then, the Monk Jigen happened to pass by, and the Ōtsutsuki shrank in size and controlled him through parasitism.
Jigen was able to survive for thousands of years thanks to the power of the Ōtsutsuki. Of course, the one who controlled him was no longer that traveling Monk.
Later, the Monk began a long treatment process, but unfortunately, his injuries were too severe, and he could only patiently wait for a suitable host to appear for his reincarnation.
This wait lasted for a thousand years.
As for the servant who successfully turned the tables, she planted God Tree on Earth. However, instead of absorbing humans, she fell in love with a man at the time.
Unfortunately, she was eventually sealed away by her two sons, suffering an even more tragic end than the Monk.
The servant who murdered the Monk was none other than Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, the mother of the Sage of Six Paths.
The entity hidden within the Monk's body is the terrifying being that Kyosuke has always feared...
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki!