Global Evolution: I Transplanted the Supreme Divine Heart

Chapter 895: Chapter 890: Gladiator Tournament

The voice of Karamango echoed in his wife’s mind:

"Aoxi, regardless of whether Lady Demetri has any interest in Lord Gangxin, we must ensure Gangxin remains untouched. I won’t allow these notorious scoundrels from Melt Iron City to ride roughshod over my precious assets and indulge themselves! If Lady Demetri hints at any interest, we must immediately clean up Gangxin and send him to her bed!"

Below the stage, Bai Pu, now dressed again in the Illusionary Gladiator attire, was unaware that his chastity had almost been sold off by the slave master.

He had only one thought:

I need to escape this hellhole quickly!

Comparing oneself to a bird and inviting noblewomen for inspections—can one really live like this?

Such things were embarrassing even to tell the Great and Small Witches!

...

That evening, Bai Pu engaged in his routine intelligence exchange with the Great and Small Witches.

After the exchange of information, Wu Qingyun asked:

"What kind of format will this ’Last Dance’ gladiatorial tournament follow? Could it be a battle royale format, as that reportedly excites the audience the most?"

"It won’t be a battle royale format."

Bai Pu stated with certainty.

He didn’t mention the day’s incident of being paraded like a bird.

Wu Mingyue agreed: "This ’Last Dance’ gladiatorial tournament seems like something the noble owners of the three arenas concocted to pre-allocate profit quotas... The format will likely be a team battle with the allocation of profits based on team performance."

Wu Mingyue, once a Hero Gang leader and head of a major Blue Star faction, was quite familiar with such profit dealings.

"According to information provided by Melt Arm Bart, the training styles of the three arenas reflect the combat styles of their noble owners. These three Melt Iron City arenas are merely branches; all the owners were once Gold Medal Gladiators."

For example, the Red Blood Arena is a major brand, covering the entire Red Sand Territory, along with the entire Empire.

"’Blood Boiling’ Karamango was an excellent employee of the arena, becoming a partner and gaining the qualification to open a franchise—namely, the Red Blood Arena of Melt Iron City."

The other two arenas operated similarly.

Bai Pu spoke slowly:

"The Red Blood Arena’s owner is ’Blood Boiling’ Karamango, whose combat style favors frontal assaults, using straightforward power to crush opponents.

"Ming Yue and Qingyun, your ’Rose Arena’ is owned by ’Bloodthorn’ Elizabeth, a Gold Medal Gladiator from the Imperial Capital, recruiting exclusively female gladiators. The combat style there leans toward using poison, binding, or even seduction, relying on a barrage of negative states to weaken opponents.

"The last arena, ’Shadow Fang Arena,’ has an owner who remains in the shadows with an unknown name. But the combat style of Shadow Fang Gladiators is clear—they’re of the Assassin type, adept in hiding and ambushing."

Wu Qingyun was somewhat amazed, saying: "Those Elite Template native trainers are actually all ’Senior Bronze Medal’? None of them are listed among the Silver Medal Gladiators."

"Silver Medal Gladiators should at least be Enhanced Elites. I’ve seen Red Blood Arena’s Silver Medal ’Monsaka,’ known as ’Skullbreaker,’ whose Power attribute reaches 400 points. It is suspected that he possesses other abilities to augment strength judgments, having once crushed the skull of a native elite with his bare hands! The performance is very impressive."

"400 points of Power?!"

Wu Qingyun was taken aback, feeling somewhat numb, since she balanced all attributes slightly above a hundred to meet the King-level Purple Weapon [Black Heaven Shell]’s equipment demands.

Her highest Agility attribute barely surpassed the 200-point mark after ascending directly to Level 10 in the Ascension Plane.

Upon hearing of a native with a Main Attribute twice hers still being an Enhanced Elite, Wu Qingyun felt her perception had been refreshed.

"’Skullbreaker’ Monsaka is a deformable Enhanced Elite, whose Power attribute is comparable to that of a Leader of the same level, naturally exceedingly high. He’s also a ’Senior Silver Medal Gladiator,’ having won ’Gladiatorial Champion,’ making his strength naturally scary."

Bai Pu browsed the information, "Each arena has such formidable Senior Silver Medals, like Rose Arena’s ’Poison Vine’ Cassandra, Shadow Fang Arena’s ’Dark Fang’ Marcus...

"My data comes from Melt Arm Bart’s team, mostly sourced from slave or trainer conversations. There’s no definite and detailed information. In any case, during the competition, when facing these Senior Silver Medal natives, just keep a distance."

Suddenly, there was a commotion from outside.

"What’s happening?" Bai Pu ended the team channel communication and asked aloud.

Iron Spine Balrog leaned against a small window, straining to look outside, and responded: "Lord Gangxin, there seems to be a runaway laborer... Wow, led by a newly ascended gladiator, they’re running quite fast! It looks like they won’t be caught."

Bai Pu furrowed his brows.

Undoubtedly, the runners were Awakened. Likely they were a team of Awakened.

Tomorrow is the "Last Dance" gladiatorial tournament, offering Awakened their best opportunity to earn points prior to venturing to the Lost Continent. Why choose to flee at such a critical moment?

The known information is insufficient, making it hard to deduce.

Looks like I’ll have to ask Melt Arm Bart’s team tomorrow. Maybe they know the inside story.

Bai Pu felt again the powerlessness of solo efforts, unsure if he could truly rally Bart’s team to his cause.

Probably difficult, given that both sides are in dual competition due to ascension and combat strength assessments.

Fortunately, the meeting with the Great and Small Witches is imminent, happening at tomorrow’s gladiatorial tournament...

Bai Pu placed the Dark Gold Tower Shield at the edge of the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and fell into a deep slumber.

...

The following morning.

At the Red Blood Arena, the gladiators participating in the Last Dance were gathered.

Bai Pu saw the arena’s Silver Medal experts again, with the most noticeable of all being Skullbreaker Monsaka, alongside Demon Soldier Soscolat, Blood Spear Zenes, and others.

The instructor Thrace, along with another instructor ’Golden Fang’ Kali, both wore unpleasant expressions.

Thrace’s furious roar echoed throughout the arena, almost spraying spittle onto everyone’s faces in the front row.

Clearly, the consequences of last night’s slave escape incident were severe.

After a string of warnings, Thrace declared that those runaway slaves would forever be "escapees"!

Red Blood Arena had submitted magic images of the escapees, and they would be rejected by the Empire, never able to attain freeman status. If their identities were exposed, they would be hunted down, thrown into the mines, and worked to death.

After Thrace’s roar, the arena’s owner, "Blood Boiling" Karamango, appeared.

Although not smiling, this gladiator noble uncharacteristically refrained from anger, instead delivering an impassioned speech, emphasizing the significance of the day’s gladiatorial tournament and encouraging the fighters to strive for glory.

In the arena, each enemy defeated brought accolades from the Red Blood Arena! If the performance was spectacular, the audience would shower coins, flowers, and even jewels!

As the owner spoke, the Spirit Realm Will’s prompts followed suit.

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