After a while, Abuluo finally rose to his feet and instructed Gu Sheng, who was still lying facedown on the bed, "Be good and stay put, Grandfather will be right back!"
With that, his burly figure abruptly vanished.
Only after sensing that he had entered the Battle Arena did Gu Sheng bare his teeth and begin howling in agony, his expression twisted with extreme pain. Still, the Barbarian Race's specially brewed Medicinal Wine, combined with their unique healing methods, was indeed remarkably effective. After only this short while of treatment, the injuries he had suffered earlier were already showing signs of improvement.
When Abuluo said he would recover within three days, he had not been making empty promises.
But at the thought of enduring such pain for three whole days, Gu Sheng felt like life was no longer worth living.
He was terrified of pain!
In the Battle Arena, Lu Ye and Abuluo appeared simultaneously within the sealed combat environment. As usual, Lu Ye raised his eyes to check the number above, then sent a message to Hetao.
Only then did he begin sizing up his opponent for this match.
At a glance, he found that the Barbarian Race truly did look much like the Human Race, just enlarged several times over. Abuluo was enormously burly, draped in a beast-hide cloak. On his bare chest was a lifelike roaring tiger's head, and he stood there absentmindedly picking his nose.
But Abuluo's expression soon froze, for he discovered that the challenger this time was not the familiar Tian Yan!
Who was this?
His eyes widened like bronze bells as he carefully examined Lu Ye, certain that he had never seen this man before.
Now that was unusual. Newcomers did emerge in the Asura Arena from time to time, but it was