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Everyone started placing bets.

People randomly bet on the numbers displayed on the iPad screen.

It's like buying lottery tickets.

If someone accidentally bets on the Mars King, the reward is astronomical.

But most of the guests can only buy a stranger's number and hope it will create a miracle.

This gameplay's thrill lies in the fact that you never know whether the person beneath your number is a godlike powerhouse or a rookie.

If it's a godlike powerhouse, you'll make a fortune.

If you bet on a rookie, you can only accept your bad luck.

Chu Yi kept his eyes on the Mars King.

As the top henchman of the Eastern District Prison King Lar, the Mars King's fame is great, even Chu Yi knows him.

In this bout, even Chu Yi didn't expect the Mars King to participate.

According to Chu Yi, in the Doomsday Prison, there are fewer and fewer newcomers worthy of challenging the Mars King.

His opponents in the other three districts are super strong beings who haven't appeared in this Beast Fighting Arena.

Chu Yi couldn't help but be curious about the Mars King.

As the administrator of the Doomsday Prison, Chu Yi naturally cannot participate in gambling.

But this doesn't affect Chu Yi's interest in the game.

Chu Yi decided to keep observing the Mars King to see who his opponent is.

This helps Chu Yi understand the situation of strong prisoners, further strengthening prison security.

Samus, however, has already started excitedly betting, his method of betting is very unique.

He lets the numbers on the iPad scroll rapidly, then casually points at the screen.

Whichever number his finger lands on, he bets heavily on it.

This gambling method leads to more losses than wins, but Samus loves it and never tires.

With the sharp whistle sound, all Martial Artists or Special Ability Creatures started entering the large iron cage.

There are likely over 500 Martial Artists or Special Ability Creatures.

After the duel, only about 1/3 of them can survive.

Those who can earn the Star-level Warrior title won't exceed 50.

Despite how brutal and bloody these duels are.

For many Martial Artists, it's the only way to leave the Doomsday Prison.

Yang Fei also followed the crowd into the iron cage.

He noticed the Mars King staring at him, no more than a few hundred meters away.

Yang Fei pretended not to see, but secretly remained on guard.

Anyone who becomes a leader in such a vicious prison is incredibly impressive.

After everyone entered the prison, countless exclamations or sighs came from the stands, like a boiling pot.

As the Martial Artists entered the iron cage, a circular beam of light shot down from above the cage.

Under the column of light, each Martial Artist's vest and back suddenly displayed numbers.

It turns out the tags on these Martial Artists were painted with special material.

Under the laser light, it immediately reflects bright blue.

In normal light, others can't see the numbers on the Martial Artists.

"Oh my god, number 21, I actually bet on the Mars King!"

At the nine o'clock direction in the stands, a man like a Skinny Monkey was so excited he almost fainted.

The Mars King's back showed the number 21, and the Skinny Monkey man placed a heavy bet on 21.

Beside this man, a fat man mumbled curses.

His bet number is 12, and coincidently, the fat man Yang Fei also displayed the 12 tag.

This fat man couldn't believe that the equally chubby guy in the duel arena could survive to become a Star-level Warrior.

At this moment, between the two adjacent men, one was ecstatic while the other was dejected.

Such scenes repeatedly played out in the entire Beast Fighting Arena.

People looked at their purchased numbers and then observed the strong men in the iron cage.

Everyone could easily find the corresponding contestant in the cage based on their number tag.

This way, everyone could directly see their selected contestant.

Some contestants were tall and mighty, some were agile as swallows.

However, among the entire Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Arena, no other person like the chubby Yang Fei could be found.

The man who bet on the Mars King danced and laughed heartily.

He paid a thousand gold coins as a bet.

If the Mars King can last to the end, even breaking through to become a five-star warrior.

The man would earn tens of millions of gold coins in bets.

In his joy, he couldn't help but glance at the fat man beside him.

In front of the fat man, the iPad clearly showed the number 12.

The man was stunned, then immediately stretched his head to look into the iron cage.

The bear-like fat Yang Fei was pacing in place.

His big belly shook, and the tag position clearly showed the number 12.

At this, the Skinny Monkey man burst into laughter.

He cocked his thumb at the fat man beside him.

"Brother, you sure have an eye for this, didn't expect you to pick this fat guy, he really suits you."

The fat man knew this guy was making fun and grunted, putting on a stern face.

"Don't underestimate a fat man, just his weight, a Pi Gu sitting down would surely crush someone."

What the fat man said instantly made the skinny man burst into laughter, tears streaming.

He waved his hand repeatedly.

"Then I must congratulate you for finding a treasure, hope he can use his Pi Gu to defeat the Mars King and become the big dark horse of this fighting arena."

Upon saying this, the obnoxious guy laughed again.

The fat man looked at Yang Fei in the Beast Fighting Arena, sighed in his heart but stayed defiant.

"The show is about to start."

"The fat guy I bet on might not be able to beat the Mars King, but becoming a Star-level Samurai is no problem."

The skinny man kept nodding.

"Yes, I agree with you. But, he has to escape the Mars King's deadly hands first."

"Otherwise, even with a hundred points, it's useless if he doesn't survive until the end."

The fat man's face darkened, and he instantly grunted angrily.

"Are you the owner of a coffin shop, wishing people dead?"

"The fat man didn't offend you, why curse people to death with red mouth and white teeth?"

The skinny man, having bet on the Mars King, was in a great mood and did not argue with the fat man.

He waved his hand: "I also hope that the fat man you bet on can survive."

"Let's watch the good show, pray to the almighty Doomsday Goddess, and hope the fat man won't run into the Mars King."

Seeing the skinny man soften his attitude, the fat man grunted but secretly prayed fervently in his heart.

Five minutes later, with a sharp whistle, the fight inside the iron cage officially began.

Just as the whistle sounded, the Mars King transformed into a ferocious Cheetah, charging at the fat man, fiercer than ever.

Whistle sounds, praise sounds, and screams instantly echoed throughout the fighting arena.

Countless people cheered loudly, standing up from their seats.

Seeing the Mars King targeting the fat man so fiercely, the fat man in the stands was scared nearly out of his wits, his face turning ashen.

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