At first, Charles wanted to occupy the biggest fighting arena with the largest audience seats possible, but currently, there were too many on-going battles.
Thus, he could only visit a relatively small battle arena with a few battle rings.
This battle arena was like a large coliseum with several battle rings on the field.
This small battle arena is usually for relatively small battles and people often used this battle arena to train and not to solve disputes.
To solve disputes, the battle arena had their own arena…and it was all underground.
There was only one underground arena, and from time to time, the schedule would always be full of people wanting to solve their conflicts.
This underground arena was built like an indoor soccer stadium.
Rows and rows of seats and a hall as big as a volleyball field were all created with the best materials to withstand various unique abilities.
There were even protective barriers between the field and the audience seats, ensuring the audience’s safety.
This battle arena could house up to 1,000 audiences, and the fighting area was also smaller than other underground battle arenas.
After all, other huge battle arenas also provided this kind of special arenas for fighters on the surface and not underground.
The field would be larger than this volleyball game field.
But the other arenas were currently full, and the only one with an empty schedule was this arena.
There were five arenas on Battle Street starting from Arena A, B, C, D, and lately E.
The one Ainsley and Charles visited was Arena E, the smallest fighting ground.
Anyway, the ceiling was high, and it wasn’t a hassle for someone like Charles, who had wings and could fly.
As long as both sides didn’t use large-sized monsters or beasts to fight, they could comfortably use the arena.
Charles brought Ainsley and the others to the registration booth and immediately signed up for the upcoming match in an hour.
There was always an hour of preparation for the arena to send out news on the internet so that interested people could come to the theater to watch the battle.
All the audiences had to pay a certain fee for tickets when they wanted to watch the fight.
Usually, famous fighters would have higher ticket fees and the fighters would also get a percentage of the overall ticket sales profit.
As usual, the staff recorded Charles’ special abilities, his background and his famous title and so on to better attract audiences to come and watch the battle.
When it was Ainsley’s turn to sign up, the female staff was stunned for a few minutes.
“This…how old are you, little girl?” The staff felt that she had never been so awkward facing a fighter.
She had never seen a child fighting in this kind of arena, okay?!
Even if children also had conflicts, no one would go to the arena to fight!
They would just fight in private because kids’ power couldn’t really harm anyone, especially when they had just awakened their abilities.
The youngest fighter that once fought in the arena was only thirteen or twelve years old and the person was already regarded as a prodigy.
Now, this person has many fans.
But now, there’s a toddler who wants to enter the arena!
Ainsley could understand the staff’s awkwardness and immediately smiled at the staff with bright eyes.
“Hello, big sis. I’m four years old this year, and my name is…uh, just call me the Godtoddler.”
The fighters here can also use pseudonyms and even though her live broadcast audiences might already guess her true name, Ainsley still wanted to use a pseudonym.
Anyway, others would dig out her true identity and background info after she became famous in this country.
Whether she used a pseudonym or not, it doesn’t really matter.
But it’s just cooler to have the Godtoddler name as the fighter’s name, right?
Ainsley took this battle as a way to relax and test the enemy.
Seeing her relaxed face and sweet smile, the female staff was a bit dumbfounded.
But the baby’s milky voice and cute face still gave her a blow.
Ahhh! So cute! Such a cute child is going to fight in such a bloody battle…
This arena isn’t a death match arena and fighters can’t kill each other no matter what’s the reason.
Even a coincidental death isn’t allowed.
Still, losing an eye, an arm or a leg is common here, especially if you’re weak.
Thus, most people who came to the underground arena or the official arena for people to solve disputes were either elites or prodigies.
Those who weren’t that strong would prefer to use the combined battle rings for practice.
The female staff was worried about Ainsley and immediately persuaded the baby with a soft tone of voice.
“Little girl, are you sure you want to sign up for the next match? If you want, you have to sign this agreement sheet…”
The staff showed Ainsley the simple agreement sheet containing all things the fighters had to obey when they signed up to fight.
In one of the clauses, Ainsley saw that the fighters had to take responsibility for their own battle-related injuries.
As long as they still had a breath left, the fighter couldn’t sue the opponent for breaking the no-death rule or sue the arena’s administrator.
There were too many skilled people in this world.
For some people, ensuring their opponent wouldn’t die even when they only had a breath away was extremely easy.
But even if they didn’t die, heavy injuries would definitely affect their future.
Thus, there were almost no teens or young adults who came to sign up for this kind of official match instead of the training group set up above.
Ainsley is the only exception!
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