In the first gladiatorial match, the contractor Fatty Pi made his appearance.
Fatty Pi walked into the arena, holding a piece of dried meat in his hand. The match was about to begin, but he did not stop eating.
In the contestants' viewing area, Su Xiao looked around. Bubu Wang had already run off somewhere to fool around, so Su Xiao focused his gaze on the arena.
Su Xiao had been curious about Fatty Pi's fighting style. He suspected that Fatty Pi had mastered Armament Haki. If that guess was correct, Fatty Pi's combat power would be formidable.
Buzz~
A circular transparent energy barrier rose up, separating the spectators from the sandy arena. It was meant to prevent the aftermath of the battle from injuring the audience.
"There are no rules in this match. The only thing the contestants have to do is defeat their opponents by any means necessary. Then... let the gladiatorial match begin!"
Hakla announced the start of the match in a drawn-out voice, his tone carrying a bewitching quality. This was the Devil race's racial talent—they excelled at bewitching others. In the current era, the Devil race no longer bothered trading with backward planets to obtain their souls. They made more money hosting large-scale gladiatorial arenas. Ultimately, the Devil race had the nature of merchants. They were simply all unscrupulous ones.
As soon as the match began, Fatty Pi and the mechanical race's Oule charged at each other.
"So direct? This really gets the blood pumping!"
Hakla's sudden shout distracted some spectators who had been focused on the match. Noticing this, the organizer's manager signaled for Hakla's microphone to be turned off. Hakla was excellent in every aspect except this one—he loved stealing the spotlight.
Leaving aside Hakla, who had been muted and could only entertain