After losing the sealing magic, the bald man, who was injured in one leg and one hand, couldn't even fight, and only shouted in embarrassment to dodge Green Wing's kicks!

In fact, Green Wing was already at the end of his crossbow at this time, but after experiencing the war in the world of the Ring Bearer, his willpower was no longer comparable to that of a psychic person in a peaceful environment in the real world. Green Wing, who has faced many brutal battles, has never flinched even if he runs out of ammunition. Even if he was surrounded by an army ten times his size, he was not afraid. That's a fart!

But the bald man was only injured with one hand and one foot, but he had already collapsed. In fact, Green Wing's current kicks can't really hurt him. It just added some pain to him. As long as he held on for a while, Green Wing was afraid that he would fall to the ground. But it was this pain that had made him lose the will to resist. The bubbling wound of blood already made him feel like his life was passing.

"I surrender! Don't fight! The bald man guaranteed his knees and shouted.

Greenwing didn't pay attention, just chased him and kicked and stomped on him. As long as the referee hasn't declared the fight over, she won't stop!

The referee on the field shook his head helplessly, he could see that the bald man was actually much less injured than Green Wing. Green Wing couldn't stop spilling blood from the corner of his mouth, and the blood hole on his back was also bleeding out. The bald man was seriously injured in the knee, and the injury to his left wrist should not affect him to continue fighting. But he had collapsed.

Seeing that the bald man had already conceded defeat, the referee had to step forward to stop Green Wing and announce the end of the fight. Greenwing fell down, but was grabbed by a hand by the referee and held it high. It looked like the green wings were hanging limply on the referee's hands. The runes shone brightly on the field, and the healing light gradually brought the two contestants back to life.

Green Wing slowly straightened his body, his slender figure was like an unyielding green bamboo, although he had gone through a violent storm, he had never bent and succumbed. Although the bald man also stood up, he was dejected, his height and size seemed to be a lot shorter than that of Green Wing, and his hideous tattoos did not make him look more powerful......

…………

The bald tattooed man walked down the noisy arena dejectedly, through a passage on the side of the arena, into the secluded locker room, opened his cabinet, took out a towel, and wanted to take a shower. Suddenly, he turned around sharply and shouted, "Who is it?" "That sharp look has long since lost the decadence of failure on the field.

"You're doing a good job......" a small, gray-and-black cloak figure walked out from behind a row of wardrobes, "a performance like yours is what we need most." The enthusiasm of the audience is ignited by you...... Hehe......"

The bald man frowned and stretched out his hand, "Less nonsense, what about the spirit ticket?" ”

A stack of spirit tickets was handed over, and the big man was stunned for a moment, looking much better than he had negotiated. He looked at the other man in bewilderment, though he couldn't make out the other's face hidden under the hood of his cloak.

"Don't you think it's too much?" The little man smiled angrily, "This is a little bit of my personal intention, your strength is very good, and you didn't hurt our seeded players." A beautiful woman will attract more viewers if she advances......"

The bald man sneered, put away the spirit ticket, and stared fiercely at the dwarf in the cloak, "Don't forget your promise to arrange my resurrection match." Lao Tzu hasn't fought enough! He waved the spiritual ticket in his hand, "Phew, I haven't earned enough yet......"

"Don't worry, we've already made arrangements." The man in the dwarf cloak nodded slightly, "You should have no problem reaching the semi-finals...... Hopefully our cooperation will be more and more pleasant......"

"Humph!" The bald man ignored the other party, put the bath towel on his muscular shoulder, turned around and left.

"Have a nice ......" The dwarf in the cloak was not angry, and greeted each other very kindly. It wasn't until the figure of the bald-headed tattooed man disappeared that he slowly lifted his cloak back, revealing a quirky face under the cloak, which was none other than Akon......

…………

"That bald man was supposed to be our favourite...... "The Elk Spirit of Lust looked at Akon with a smile, "but you let him lose to your partner." It's a break in our rules, but it seems that your partner is more popular. That's not a bad situation...... Your abilities have exceeded my expectations and I think our cooperation will be more and more enjoyable......"

Akon shook his feet on the table, squinted his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Your previous thinking is too old. Always keep your eyes on these scarce psionic beings. How many times can such a contest be held? My goal is even more ambitious, believe me, let these psionic people go to see ordinary human fighting matches, and they will also be willing to pay spiritual votes......"

Elk Spirit's eyes lit up, "You mean, let the psionic people bet on the market of ordinary fighting?" Bet on the Spirit Ticket? It's like humans betting on cockfighting, dog fighting, and cricketing? Hahaha! You're such a lovely guy......"

Akon tapped his head with his finger, "You have to use your brain to make money, since you have other resources of the reincarnation path, you should activate it." Get your ghost king friends involved too. I think we should be able to do a bigger business......"

The elk spirit had an urge to kiss Akon, and he stood up excitedly, "It seems that I made the right bet with you!" We should look far, there are so many ghost beings, although they are a little poor, but there are a lot of them! There are also those rich men of the Demon Realm Asura Dao, and the Yaksha Rakshasa Commanders of the Hell Dao, all of them are treasures, hahaha! We can open this handicap even bigger! ”

Akon shook his finger and said disdainfully, "NO, NO, NO, YOUR THINKING IS STILL TOO NARROW!" Although the ghost beings are a little poorer, they are more willing to fight and kill, so why not let them participate in this game as well? I seem to know a friend who has a large Otherworldly Gladiatorial Arena, and this competition can be completely unlimited. You know ......."

The elk spirit was overjoyed when he heard this, and he couldn't control his emotions, and suddenly turned into his original form, and the fat elk, which had broken a horn, jumped on the table with a jump, and then laughed: "My dear Brother Aken, you are the most cerebral monster I have ever seen...... Oh, the wisest human cultivator. Otherworldly gladiatorial arena, what a great idea! Unlimited, woo, cool! Wouldn't this allow those hungry ghosts to fight human monsters! How many spiritual people from the Three Realms and Six Realms will participate in the gambling game! ”

Akon lazily poured a basin of cold water, "It's just that the six realms don't have a unified currency, what do you let them use to gamble?" The spiritual ticket is only ...... in our human world."