THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 492. Big Day And SCION VIP

For the next three days, Sam did not do much, he went to the staff dining room to dine with Arman.

They are eager to hear as much information as they can and Sam also notices that his hearing has improved since the Raiju bloodline.

He was unable to notice it, but now that he was comparing it to Arman's hearing in this particular situation, he clearly understood its level of improvement.

The beast bloodline brought about these improvements, but they were not very significant at his level, perhaps once he crossed the Perfect realm, he might be able to see what kind of significant changes his senses had.

For now, he was unable to find any truly valuable information that could make his job easier, all he heard was the scolding and whining of the staff towards the supervisor and sometimes something related to the fighters and their appearance.

To this day, Sam is the main topic of conversation. Except for the last day before the fight, he heard some interesting names and got some information regarding his position.

From all the information he gathered, he knew that he was in the imperial capital of an empire. And there were five main noble families and several small nobles in the city. The five main noble families each as Duke in their palaces.

As for the ministers and other officials, they were someone who had no other noble family background and rose in rank as a commoner or they came from a small family.

That'sthat's all.

And from what he heard, many people came to see the fight tomorrow and most of them were descendants from noble families and even the last prince of the empire.

He also learns that Arena's boss Rana is also a descendant of one of the five dukes.

He did not know if the empire itself only had five dukes, but five of them were stationed in the capital and their descendants came here. Although, there was no real big blow. This is a start.

Sam could use this as an opportunity. Although, Arena wanted to invite the real top dogs, though, it became a problem because an Iron Level fighter who challenged the rest of the Iron Level was no big deal to them and Rana did not have a strong stand for it. invited them directly.

But once Sam is impressed by this top rod and the information, they bring it to their father, then they will definitely be interested and if Sam is planning another crazy thing like this, then he'll have more information.

In any case, with this the next meal will be more informative because once the upper rods come and enter the arena, the talk about them is bound to happen.

Next day.

Sam went to the Arena early in the morning.

Arman was already promoted to Bronze Level and he took a break of one today.

The audience attendance was the highest ever and the VIP section ended up being full for a long time with actual VIPs.

Ticket costs have also increased a lot and there is a lot of revenue.

Sam fought twenty members today. So, not only did they charge for twenty fights, they even charged double the usual amount.

When Sam entered the stage, he saw many faces and among them in the front row, where the VIPs were sitting, he saw two familiar faces. One was the young master he saw at the city gate and the other was the Old Dragon man who captured Sam.

Moreover, he also saw the other Dragon members in the same other VIP seats as his bodyguards. The upper trunk included six young men including a familiar young master and three young women.

All of them have the same scales and the purple color on the scales is also similar, the only difference being that they have a different hue of color on the scales.

The young master that he saw at the city gate had a golden hue, so did these people have different hues, such as blue, orange, red, white, silver, pink, etc, green and the latter which is also the most dazzling among all the young top rods has a double hue of color and it is a combination of deep red and gold.

He did not know who he was, but from his appearance and the number of bodyguards around him along with luxurious robes, he was probably the last prince of the imperial family.

Sam stared at them calmly for just a few seconds and soon, someone came from the backstage route of the arena and Sam was a little surprised.

Because, he was also a Dragon youth and his appearance was very similar to that of the young master at the city gate.

He seemed to be the boss of the Arena.

He went up on stage and saw the VIPs, he first greeted the prince and then all the scions finally stopped at the young master at the city gate.

"Greetings, Sister Rana. I didn't expect that in the short term you took over the Arena you would host an event of this magnitude."

“I'm just lucky the Guardian brought such a valuable and exciting fighter to the Arena. Of course, we cannot let his talent be wasted. That guy was really a battle maniac and all his fighting was too easy.So, an even person of this magnitude is a need to demonstrate his full potential."

After that he went to the last VIP seat and sat there while the supervisors stood beside him.

And with one hand move, the referee announced the first fight.

Sam looked at Rana and the latter also exchanged glances and there seemed to be meaning behind it and Sam understood what it meant. This is a warning to Sam, not to mess it up.

Sam did not think too much about it, he simply smiled and looked at the first candidate, Iron Level 20.

He was a fist user, and his face was extremely gloomy. Who would be willing to fight in a battle that would only be an upgrade stage for one person?

He was wearing a pair of knuckledusters and the metal spikes would hurt a person greatly. When the referee gestured for the fight, he did not even stop for a split second and directly ran towards Sam.

Sam was cold and calm, when the guy started the fight with a straight punch, he didn't block or counterattack, but he just dodged casually with an arrogant grin.

He took a step back and also raised his hand and took a fist position; this made the opponent even more furious.

Sam danced around the ring for the next two minutes, he only threw punches the entire time and he only used ten percent of his strength.

He did not hit with full force and he did not even use the full strength of his physical body let alone spiritual energy.

The opponent became frustrated, no matter what he did, he could not get past the jab. It was like a viper, never missing its bite.

He also understood that Sam was only using his right hand to block and even the left hand that hit his face was actually not in full force.

He felt humiliated and his spirit shattered, he was at the same cultivation level as Sam, but the latter was much more advanced in skills.

Suddenly, he did not care anymore and took out his ace. He started throwing hooks from left and right continuously as he advanced forward.

Sam stepped back while dodging.

Knuckle duster opponents glow as if they were made of the most dazzling diamonds in the world and a single blow would destroy anything on the way.

Sam had no time to dodge, his punch was too fast, if he could withstand it, his opponent was meat on the cutting board.

As he stepped back, he realized that he was in the barrier, he could not dodge anymore. He either received a blow or he finished the battle. And it seemed like the opponent's fist was getting stronger with each punch and he would continue for at least another minute.

He also noticed that his opponent's leg made a crack on the stage that made him run aground on the spot.

Sam decides that it's time he's done.

His fists finally showed signs of the circulation of spiritual energy. But it was very small and anyway it was used to give strength to his muscle fibers. He still decided to use his physical strength to attack.

Sam lunged forward and used his left hand to block the left hook as he punched the hand coming towards him and used the same left hand elbow to stop the right hook that was already on the way.

The rhythm broke and suddenly, Sam threw his right hand for the first time in the fight. He threw it right into the body and it was also in the form of a top cut.

The punch landed cleanly, but his opponent did not fly, the surrounding air disappeared for a moment as the crack under the opponent's leg became deeper and he spewed blood at Sam.

He just stood there as if he was a statue and blood spewed from his mouth for three seconds. Sam was not standing there when he saw blood coming and walking to the center of the stage as he looked at his black vest that was soaked by his opponent's blood with a frustrated expression.

The audience realized that the fight had ended and the stadium cheered.