Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 382 - 350 Totally insane!_2

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He’s challenging everyone at once! Listen up, friends! Listen! Coming up, you’re about to hear the most explosive news in history! Starting now! No need to register! No need to notify! No order, no war readiness! Our arena’s gates will be opened wide, and setting foot inside means you’re taking part in this death match.

The competitors in this death match are the "White Phantom," alone... and the entire audience! Everyone! Listen! That’s everyone! If you kill the White Phantom, the 10,000 Blackwater coins offered by the White Phantom himself, along with an additional 50,000 Blackwater coins provided by our venue, will all belong to that one person!

Everyone can enter the ring! No timing, no limits, the death match doesn’t end until the White Phantom goes down! Tonight, let’s tear him to pieces!"

Pretty excited... not bad at all.

Listening to the host’s introduction, Bai E, who was already holding Kuang Xin’s body, walked to the edge of the field and handed over the pale-faced Kuang Xin, who was weakened from heavy blood loss, to Gong Yan and Gu Lan, who were waiting by the side.

"Give him first aid, then take him out... Later, you might need to put in some effort."

Bai E wasn’t swept away by the frenzied atmosphere and the combative spirit boiling over in the crowd; he always remembered the purpose of his visit.

The Evil God that was causing the Blood God to fall was spreading Its will through this kind of fighting arena.

He came here to eradicate the minion spreading the will of the Evil God and, at the same time, was trying to see if he could break through the final barrier of his Spiritual Energy.

He needed to fight, and so did the players.

He would handle the big threats; the possible riff-raff should be left to them, which made sense.

"Yes, Master!" Gu Lan watched with excitement as their master, who was so close, approached them.

This was the first time she had seen her master dressed this way, but such an outfit combined with such wild actions created an even more thrilling novel excitement compared to the master’s usual composure.

It was incredibly exciting! And given the environment they were in now... the fighting spirit surged!

After a brief set of instructions, Bai E turned and headed straight toward the center of the arena.

All eyes were on him, itching to move.

Some members of the audience were already close to the wire mesh, yet they hesitated, not taking a step further.

As members of the audience, they had the self-awareness that came with their role.

They might have cheered loudly usually, but they were simply venting their desires for violence through others’ bravery.

Asking them to step up themselves? Sorry, the blood wasn’t hot enough.

Meanwhile, the two individuals who were already in the arena were practically seeing green.

Violence, money, honor! Everything they wanted was right there!

All on the body of the man before their eyes!

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Kill him! Kill him!

The chance was right before them, they were the closest, and they had the greatest opportunity.

Before other competitors swooped in, tear into the opponent’s fragile body first!

Everything! It all belonged to them!

Daring to challenge everyone, nobody believed that the "White Phantom" would be able to stand until the end; being torn to pieces was his only fate.

But they wouldn’t be careless because of this belief; becoming a martyr for others was also a possible outcome for them.

Team up! Share the spoils!

The two contestants who had teamed up against Kuang Xin silently exchanged a glance, understanding each other’s intentions through the shared moment. Even the tall, skinny man, whose modified claw had been slashed off, forgot the pain he was suffering under the immense motivation of potential riches.

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

With just a glance, the two understood one another.

And, looking at the figure striding back, it was as if they saw moving Blackwater coins.

"Swoosh!" The tall, skinny man burst forward in an instant, the first to charge at Bai E with agile movements.

The muscular man closely followed, attacking in tandem with a craftily small interval between them.

However...

"Boom!"

His leg whipped out like a whip. The first to rush in, the tall, skinny man, was kicked and sent flying; the sound of his bones shattering could be heard in mid-air, as he flew several meters from the spot.

A black afterimage flashed before their eyes. The muscular man following behind didn’t even have the time to realize his comrade had been so easily defeated.

After the shadow flitted by, what came into view next was a pair of calm eyes that nevertheless subtly revealed a fiery intensity.

"Snap!" His mind was still a blank slate, relying entirely on instinct in combat, yet the immense power shattered all his illusions.

The cold reality descended.

"Hiss!" The large body was sent flying by a kick, skimming across the ground for more than ten meters.

The two warriors who had just been going toe-to-toe with the "Bull Fighter" were almost powerless against the absolute strength.

In combat, Bai E’s abilities were not just limited to the basic three-dimensional attributes that reached or slightly exceeded the limits of ordinary humans; the all-round capability enhancements from specialization, proficiency, and traits allowed his performance to greatly surpass the base attributes themselves.

Base attributes are the foundation, while various abilities are amplifiers.

A tiny growth in the base attributes, when magnified by the various abilities, becomes terrifyingly unstoppable.

Nowadays, Bai E appears to only slightly exceed the limits of ordinary humans in basic attributes, but his strength had already far surpassed what ordinary people could even imagine.

Even though Bai E was casting down his opponents with ease, this could not stop the remaining gladiators’ thirst for money, honor, and everything else.

The pathways in this abandoned factory led in all directions, with countless channels leading to the arena.

Now, a moment after the news had spread, agile figures were sprinting out from within, afraid they would arrive too late and miss out on the headcount.

Bai E stood firmly in the center, his gaze sweeping the surroundings.

All the frantic, fervent, greedy, and fearless gazes were all focused on him alone.

Those eyes were filled with pronounced passion, humanity’s greatest treasure, also the very thing high-dimensional demons covet the most!

You are noble... because of the different souls each of you possesses.

Even the demons from beyond the heavens yearn for it...

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Bai E’s eyes drooped slightly, and he completely let go of his body and mind.

Tonight... let’s go wild.

"Pfft!"

"Snap!"

Figures were thrown in all directions, almost none of the opponents able to withstand a full-powered strike from Bai E.

Yet even so, not a single one among those crowding Bai E retreated.

The first wave to rush forward were the bravest and most ferocious fighters in the arena; they had seen the bloodiest of bloodshed and thus had lost any reverence for violence.

To bring down others, or to be brought down... they were already prepared for either.

Furthermore, the opponent was not completely unbeatable. As long as he relied on fists and feet, they could wear him down to death!

And although his techniques were not robust enough to remain untouched amidst the chaos of being attacked by countless people, from time to time, someone’s fist would solidly strike the arrogant fellow’s body. Although there was no immediate effect, if it added up... even a god would fall!

The banquet stirred up a tempest, the atmosphere filled with heated breath.

The spectators who were initially unwilling to join in gradually lost their sense of self in such a frenzied atmosphere.

Perhaps there was an opportunity to sneak an attack?

Or... they simply enjoyed releasing their long-suppressed urge to fight in such chaotic circumstances.

Oh, how they longed... to feel the impact of their fists on another’s body!

How tantalizing must that feedback of force be?

So the thick wall of people grew layer upon layer, and even the onlookers couldn’t help but press closer, surrounding the entire arena so tightly that not even water could escape.

Occasionally, someone would follow the desire deep in their heart, their cowardly nature infected by the frenzied atmosphere, and charge forward.

Those who couldn’t immediately reach their true target in the outer circle vented their agitation on "comrades" with their fists, creating a scene of utter chaos.

Yet emotions had never been so elevated.

Feeling the swelling of his inner power, a gift from his lord, the man in the black suit who was the head of the organizers flashed a broad smile.

This is it! Just like this!

This arena has never cared for those ephemeral rules, order... everything is solely to serve the true Lord!