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"Fellow Immortals may place your bets now! Let us see which demon beast can emerge victorious!" Ao Feng drove the blood-colored demon cloud over beside the two cages. With a reach of his hand, he took a black iron spear from his Qiankun Ring. As he waved it, the two cages flew out from the gladiator arena and drifted before all the Demon Race and human spectators, allowing the demons to see them clearly.
"Disciple, come with your master! Whether it is there or not, we still need to confirm it." As Xiao Hua watched the cages fly about, disgust rose in his heart. He stood and spoke as he headed toward the side door.
Yuan Ya answered and rose to follow him.
At the side door stood a shrimp soldier, idly passing the time. Seeing the two humans approach, he pointed his long halberd and said, "Humans, halt! This is a restricted area of the gladiator arena. Humans are not permitted to enter!"
"My disciple wishes to challenge a demon beast!" Xiao Hua looked at the long halberd without slowing his steps, speaking blandly.
"Y-you want to challenge a demon beast?" The shrimp soldier was stunned. He had never heard of humans challenging demon beasts in the gladiator arena!
"Correct!" Xiao Hua nodded. "But the demon beast my disciple wishes to challenge may not be one currently in the arena! You may not be able to make this decision. Call out whoever is in charge!"
"Heh..." The shrimp soldier sneered viciously. "I've seen plenty of people, but never anyone so eager to court death! I'm