Reiner took a heavy step forward, and a massive battle-axe appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Two identical auras erupted from him and Hajrudin at the same time!
Violent shockwaves raged across the entire arena, forcing the people around them to raise their arms to shield their faces and lower their bodies, gritting their teeth to avoid being blown away.
"What an astonishing presence!"
"How can a human body unleash such immense power? Just who is that guy?"
Among the contestants huddled together, Dagama, the plump strategist from Prodence, wore a grave expression.
He looked back at the king, who had only just begun charging up. Though the King's Punch possessed absurdly overwhelming power, its hour-long warm-up and charge time was undoubtedly its greatest weakness in an arena match.
"At this rate, there's no way we can hold out that long."
Dagama clenched his fists. Blue Gilly of the Longleg Tribe, the strongest contestant he had bribed, had been instantly defeated the moment he stepped onto the field.
All that remained were a bunch of worthless rabble. It was clearly impossible to rely on them to protect the king from those two.
With that thought, he turned his gaze toward Bartholomew at the edge of the arena.
"Hey! Cannibal, how about working with us?!"
Dagama put on a friendly smile and shouted, "You saw it too, didn't you? Taking down those two won't be easy."
"We can join forces to eliminate everyone else first, then fight over the final spot afterward. What do you say?!"
"—Oh?! No wonder you've all been sticking together."
Behind the barrier, Bartholomew stroked his chin with one hand and watched with interest the tall crowned man surrounded by the others.
The man kept lightly hopping in place and throwing punches, while faint wisps