Outside the Fight Club in the Lower District.
Even through the thick walls, the roaring cheers and thunderous clang of machinery inside could still be heard clearly.
Quite a few Lower District residents had gathered at the entrance, eagerly discussing the battle raging inside.
[Curious Onlooker: I heard some black-haired guy came to the club and beat everyone without losing once. Where did he come from?]
[Well-Informed Onlooker: I heard that guy is an expert from the Silvermane Guards.]
"A black-haired guy? Looks like Dan Heng not only didn't get beaten up, but was actually thriving here." Wang Qiuer chuckled. "As expected of our Astral Express's resident cool guy. He can wreck the place wherever he goes."
Beside her, Ice Empress and Snow Empress were seated side by side, each controlling a character into the club.
Snow Empress's play style was exceptionally elegant; she never skipped through dialogue, while Ice Empress had a far more irritable temperament.
"Underground bare-knuckle fighting? Nothing more than a place for humans to vent their violent urges in desperate circumstances." Ice Empress snorted and pushed open the club doors.
The screen shifted to a dimly lit octagonal cage surrounded by wire fencing.
An impassioned host was shouting himself hoarse.
[Dr. Dig: —Brothers and sisters! This next match will be today's most spectacular, most thrilling, most shocking showdown!]
[Dr. Dig: The super rookie who speaks little and possesses extraordinary strength—"Cold-Faced Little Azure Dragon"! Recommended by a handsome man in deep blue!]
"Pfft—!"
At the sound of that title, everyone in the internet café who had been drinking water spat it out at once.
Di Tian, who had been lecturing Scarlet King just moments ago, froze instantly.
"Cold... Cold-Faced Little Azure Dragon?!"
Di Tian's pure black dragon eyes widened, and an absurd, inexplicable rage shot straight to