After Xiao Hua returned to the gladiator arena and sat back down, that wisp of soul sense could no longer detect anything. The demon array restrictions of the North Sea Dragon Palace truly exceeded Xiao Hua's expectations. Still, with green-robed Xiao Hua by Yuan Ya's side, Xiao Hua was not afraid of any unforeseen mishap.
By the time Xiao Hua sat down, Kong Pi's gladiatorial battle against Zhan Hong was already nearing its end. Both demon beasts were covered in wounds, their flesh a mangled blur, yet for the sake of survival, they still roared and lunged at one another. With every attack, blood sprayed everywhere and chunks of flesh were torn from their bodies.
Such a bloody gladiator arena—it was no wonder Yuan Ya did not wish to remember it. In this cruel arena, he did not even have a name. Xiao Hua watched the bloody battle and pondered to himself, Baxia 478869—meaning he belonged to the Baxia Gladiator Arena—and he was only a level-four gladiator beast. They did not regard him as a human being at all!
Zhan Hong, like a small mountain, charged fiercely at Kong Pi. Kong Pi stretched out its head and bit into Zhan Hong's back, its sharp spines even tearing away a great mass of Zhan Hong's flesh. Yet Zhan Hong stubbornly rammed into Kong Pi's chest. Boom... With a tremendous crash, Kong Pi was slammed against the arena wall, as though the entire gladiator arena were shaking. Kong Pi struggled desperately for a moment before finally lowering its unyielding head...
All the Demon Race members were stirred into excitement. Their earlier shrieks and roars grew even louder, whether because they had won their bets or because of the thrill!
Xiao Hua sighed faintly, then sat in his seat with his eyes closed,