"Grand General Match"
Just hearing those three words was enough to send the entire arena into a frenzy.
Every year, a single-digit number of ten-win champions passed the Death Match in the Demon Convention, but over the decades, no one had ever passed the Grand General Match. Getting to see a Great Ghost General take action was already a feast for the eyes of everyone present.
Yu Jing and Countess Cecilia stood at the center of the arena, about to select from the eight Great Ghost Generals.
The selection phase had yet to begin, but the audience was already in an uproar.
"The Grand General Match officially begins! Next, the two contestants with ten consecutive victories will choose which of the eight Great Ghost Generals they wish to challenge! The arena will be divided into two sections, and two heavyweight matches will be held simultaneously."
Selection phase.
Countess Cecilia pointed at the Fourth Great Ghost General, Blood Pill. Ami, without the slightest hesitation.
The handsome man in a suit, with captivating eyes, adjusted his clothes and slowly rose to his feet. In an instant, all the female ghosts who had come to watch the match let out uniform shrieks of infatuation.
Many women who went to the Flesh Market were willing to spend lavishly just to catch a glimpse of him.
Ami leaped lightly, jumping straight from the elevated platform into the battle area.
When he landed, he did not even bend his knees, and not a speck of dust was stirred up.
Yu Jing could roughly tell that this man's attainments in flesh and blood were terrifyingly high.
The series of movements just now looked simple, but they actually required microscopic control over every inch of his muscles. He had perfectly regulated the quality of his flesh to cancel