THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapters 487. Get Attention

Sam's loud and arrogant words made the entire audience go crazy from the cheers. The dragons whistled and the servants started to wander around as people started handing out gifts for the warriors.

When he returned backstage, Arman continued his fight and returned with a perfect victory.

He doesn't do things like Sam. He just went there fighting and came back.

After the new fight was over, there was the main match of the day. The battle between the top rank New Born Division Late Stage.

Sam noticed that there was a small screen near the committee table that was making a fight. In fact, it was far from where Sam and his group stood and probably because of the property of the screen they could not see.

But Sam activated his eye technique to see if he could witness it.

He wanted to see the fight and estimate the prowess of a human who had such skin color.

From what the Old, Half-dragon Beast said, people with skin color other than green color were all descendants of Dragons and humans.

He had no idea what their status was, but from what he had seen up until now, Half-Dragon was a little high-status right under the Dragon and they could take on several supervisory and management roles.

People of color had a lower status than Half Dragons and they could become soldiers and guards.

If the human bloodline suppressed the Dragon bloodline, then they would be born that way and the darker the shadow, the thicker the Dragon bloodline would be and they were that close to half a dragon. If the human bloodline and the Dragon bloodline were balanced against each other, they would become Half Dragons.

The two people on the stage were actually very close to becoming Half Dragons. They even have some physical changes such as long limbs, but no scales at all.

Sam wondered if his bloodline purification skill would work on these people.

He threw away these thoughts and watched the battle through the distant screen.

The fight was actually quite brutal and the first ranker and second ranker seemed to have been evenly watched. It's like an old-fashioned boxing fight.

He could see spiritual energy shining around their fists and feet. Not much leg movement. They were grounded and the stage had cracked under the feet.

Not much dodging, they received blows like crazy. Both were tall with six and a half feet and their bodies were stocky. If the radiance of spiritual energy and the waves were ignored, it would be two drunkards fighting over a girl before even talking to her.

He chuckled and deactivated the eye technique.

Of all these, he could at most guess how many blows they could receive before collapsing. No skills, no techniques, no battle instincts, no prowess.

After a few minutes the fight was over and the second ranker lost consciousness before the first, so the first ranker was declared the winner. The cheers of the audience did not come this time, they were very few and rare.

They all complain and complain.

"How many times do we have to look at this one? We tired of seeing the same shit?"

"I think this evil human is trying to do this on purpose."

"How can a human being have the guts to do that in the Arena, surely the management is doing this?"

"I feel like I wasted my money today, we came here because of the fight between the top ranks, but they just slapped each other in the face. It was fun for the first time, but now it's boring."

The organizers did not seem to expect a reaction. They became panicked and did not expect something like this would happen and that was also for a ranking fight. They now understood that the hype of this fight was smaller than they thought.

At this moment, the Half Dragon who led them here came once again and began to guide them to their destination.

Sam can remember the way until they arrive at the Healer woman's office, but after that once again he is confused. Because, he was sure he had not come on this route earlier.

After some thought, he gave up for now. If this wasn't a world full of poison, he would have been halfway through his plan by now.

They're back in the cell

This time, when Sam's turn came, there were some cheers for him, he grinned, it seems like yesterday's loud barking was indeed influential.

He walked onto the stage and the opponent on the other side also looked at him grimly.

"I hear you challenge every cultivator in our Division that you will kill us, if we go against you. Although, I don't like this place but there's no way I would let someone talk rubbish about me like that.

I'll prove that you can only talk big."

At this moment, the audience once again exclaimed.

"Show her. He really spoke big yesterday. I came here to see how he'd be beaten?"

"What, you came for a regular fight? I thought you were coming for a main event like me."

"You don't know this, but this guy actually spoke a little bit yesterday. He was the new fighter, but he said that he would beat the entire division."

"there's braggars? And on the first day itself? That's new."

And soon, the fight begins and Sam begins to humiliate his opponent, the man is done before he can realize it.

Sam once again slaps his opponent's bullshit and makes him lose consciousness before leaving Sam to leave another statement.

"For my next fight, I will break the left leg of the opponent I am facing and will only use one hand to do that. These people are too weak and unfair to use both hands on them."

When Sam said this, not only were the spectators and organizers stunned, below the arena, in the room that looked like a hotel corridor, many of the fighters watching the fight through the crystal screen were also stunned.

These fighters are actually, some higher-ups. The higher the floor they lived on, the higher their rank.

And anyone who could enter the room would get a screen in their room to watch the fight, they were the only spectators who did not have to pay anything.

Sam came back and the day went on without any events.

But what he didn't know was that all the fighters had recorded it regardless of their division. Because it was hard to come by someone who would only adjust to the environment here and fight so willingly in the arena.

That was when they just joined. After all, they were all just slaves forced to fight in the arena without their consent.

The prize came after Sam left and the organizers were happy with this. Because, when the audience gives rewards after the fight, there will be several categories for them. One is the winning prize, and the other is the losing prize and the last one is the fighting prize.

A fight prize is something that goes straight into the arena to set up a good fight and only a small portion will be awarded to the fighter. As for the remaining bonuses, they would go to the fighters respectively.

But during the initial three fights, all bonuses were for the organization and now they got more bonuses than the main fight the day before. And this was just an ordinary fight between unregistered and unranked fighters.

They immediately reported this to their boss. His boss was also a Dragon man with deep purple scales and golden light between them, just like a young master appearing outside the city gate.

When he heard the entire report, he could not help but smile.

“There is such a new reception? It was interesting, generally, only people who had been here for many years liked the atmosphere in the arena and let alone the newly accepted ones.

And he even caused such a commotion? He was so arrogant that it was almost like he was trying his best to antagonize the other fighters."

He paused for a while and after thinking, he grinned once more and said.

"Pay the winning bonus today and the winning bonus that the audience gives. Introduce him to the store. We'll see what he thinks tomorrow. If he really did what he said today, then list him as an Iron Class fighter and set him up to fit in like an Iron Class fighter.

We might meet an interesting human this time."