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"Hey, hey! Are you okay?"

After chewing the last bite of hazelnut bread in his hand, Witt waved his hand hard in front of Ayatsutsuki, trying to recall her soul that was wandering.

"It's okay." The girl came back to her senses instantly, and her eyes looked at Witt's concerned eyes, "Have you finished eating? Then go back to the room to rest for half an hour. After half an hour, we gathered at the entrance of the hotel and headed to the Monster Arena together."

After saying that, she stood up first and walked towards the room upstairs.

"Oh..." Witt stared at the girl's figure gradually moving away, glanced at most of the bread was wasted by the girl on the opposite plate, and realized that he seemed to have asked a question that he shouldn't have asked inappropriately.

Half an hour passed quickly, Ayatsuki appeared at the entrance of the hotel on time and met with Wit. The two of them immediately entered the monster arena and soon arrived at the destination.

As soon as the two stepped into the gate of the Monster Arena, a Nether Apostle came up and said politely: "Today's Witt Fighter Challenge Tenth Stage is ready and placed in an underground venue. Are you here to check now?"

"Huh? My chain game is not played in the open air!" Witt asked loudly in surprise, but in fact, he felt relieved. After all, the underground venue was closed and there seemed to be no audience... In order to prove his guess, he immediately asked, "Is there only a few of you in my game?"

"Absolutely." Ayatsutsuki immediately responded to him happily, "Your game has long been agreed to the Monster Arena. It is a private bet. There is no outfield bet, and it is specially placed for you, so there is no need to be nervous at all."

"That's great!...The only one who knows me is Ayatsushi!" Witt let out an exaggerated breath, completely ignoring the helpless expression that Ayatsushi stood aside.

Witt and Ayatsuki were still standing not far from the gate of the arena and chatting. Soon, the snail arrived as scheduled.

Without waiting for Wit to greet him, the Nether Apostle begging a few steps and said, "Therefore, the game is a private gambling game and the amount of gambling is huge. As a witness and the venue provider, at the request of all parties, you need to collect the two-person gambling guarantee in advance to ensure that there will be no acts of debating the money after the results of the game come out. Have you brought all your money?"

Ayatsuki didn't say anything, took out a full purse from her backpack, stuffed it into the apostle's hand, and then turned her head to look at the snail with expressionless expression.

Although the rut was a little hesitant, the bet had been signed and sealed, and was ready to make some preparations. So he took out a kraft paper note inlaid with gold edges from his arms and handed it to the apostle.

"What is that?" Witt asked Ayatsuki, who was standing beside him curiously.

"The bank ticket of ten thousand gold." Ayatsushi snorted quietly. At that moment, Witt seemed to have seen a smile slipping across the corner of her mouth.

Keep the money away, the basic rules are given in just a few sentences to Witt: "There are ten games in a series of games. If you are killed by monsters or knocked down in the battle, it will be considered a failure if you fail after 10 seconds. Of course, you will be eliminated immediately after voluntarily surrendering and admit defeat. Every time you win a game, you can advance to challenge the next opponent. Win ten consecutive battles. Congratulations on winning the victory of this bet. Are there any other problems?"

"No." Witt had already understood all the rules and answered the apostle's questions neatly.

"Okay, please follow me to the battlefield." The apostle said, turning around and leading the way to the ground floor.

Walking down the dark stairs and heading towards the center of the underground arena, the sound of footsteps hit the ground, accompanied by a slight echo, which made Witt feel more and more nervous.

Perhaps feeling the tension of his muscles, Ayatsuki reached out and patted his shoulder gently, and nodded in encouragement as he turned to look at him.

Just such a slight action made Witt feel much more at ease.

[What if he doesn't matter! Fight it!] With this feeling, he kept stepping into the iron cage that surrounded the arena.

"In the first game, Fighter Wit challenged the magic flame beast! The game began!"

With the announcement of the Netherworld Apostle, the iron mesh chain door connecting the cage was opened and a magic flame beast was put in.

Witt is familiar with this monster. During the three days and night practices from level 2O to level 25, the one he killed the most was this monster. Now he saw it again, but he just felt that it was familiar enough.

When the flame beast attacked him for the first flame, Witt was even more sure that this was the magic flame beast monster above and below level 2O, with his current ability, it could be said that it could easily deal with it. So, a sniper bullet hit the key point, and five or six silver Gru pistol bullets were sent, and the monster in the first scene was noisy.

Perhaps because it was just the first game, Ayatsuji and Naku, who were watching the game, always maintained their usual calm expressions without a single word.

The second game started after Witt's three-minute break. The opponent in this game was the little tree spirit, another opponent who had fought between level 2o and level 25 and did not need to use more strength than the previous game, so he easily won.

The third game was against two red swamp monsters. Although they had never been beaten, Witt really remembered seeing it in the list of monsters in the Black Feather Arena. They were just two monsters around 20 to 25 levels. Several rebounds and a series of bullets hit it, which took a little longer than the previous two games. In short, it was still easy to solve.

Then in the fourth game, the opponent killed countless magic blue phosphate monsters during the sprint level, while in the fifth game, the blue phosphate monsters in the physics system...

After playing here, not only Witt felt that the chain competition seemed simple and weird, but even the snail watching the battle could not stand any longer. He pulled over the Netherworld Apostle standing beside him and asked: "Isn't this a monster chain competition? How come they all came out are low-level monsters? I want to talk to your boss!"

However, the Apostle responded in a full official tone: "This is the latest round of series match opponents, I'm sure there is nothing wrong with it. Please remember that this is one of the official arenas. Your question is the question of the dominance under the power of the Lord of the Netherworld. Please pay attention to the wording."

"But this is different from the monster fighting competition I have seen before! It's obviously a problem!" No matter what the snail said, the Apostle in Black ignored him, and Wit's game continued without any hindrance.

The premonition of the tragedy of the snail is getting stronger and stronger, and I guess it is extremely accurate that Witt's opponents in the next five games are all monsters he fought when he rushed to level 35. With his latest equipment crushing, it is not difficult at all...

"You're planning to do something about me!"

Witt's last game has not yet ended, but the outcome has been announced from the beginning. Naku can't help but yell at Ayatsutsuki. (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!