Sam's loud and arrogant words made the whole crowd go crazy in cheers. The Nagas whistled and the attendants started making rounds as the people started giving out the gifts for the fighters.
When he returned back-stage, Arman went for his fight and came back with a flawless victory.
He didn't do anything like Sam. He just went there fought and came back.
After the new fights are over, there was that day's main even. The fight between the top rankers of the Late Stage Nascent Division.
Sam noticed that there is a small screen near the desk of the organizers who are making the fight matchups. Actually, it is far away from the place Sam and the group are standing and maybe due to the properties of the screen they were unable to see it.
But Sam activated his eye technique to see if he can witness it.
He wanted to see the fight and estimate the prowess of these humans who have their skin tones like that.
From what the Old Beast said, the Half-nagas, the people with the coloured skin tones other than the green colour are all offspring of a Naga and a human.
He doesn't know what their status is, but from what he saw until now the Half-Nagas are a little bit of high status right below the Nagas and they can take up some supervisory and management roles.
The people with the coloured skin tones are of lesser status than the Half-Nagas and they can become soldiers and guards.
If the human bloodline suppresses the Naga bloodline, then they would be born like that and the darker the shade the thicker the Naga bloodline is and they are that close to the half-nagas. If the human bloodline and the Naga blood line balance each other, they would be Half-Nagas.
The two people on the stage are actually both really close to become Half-Nagas. They even have some physical changes like long limbs, but there are no scales whatsoever.
Sam is wondering if his bloodline purification skill would work on these guys.
He threw these thoughts away and witnessed the battle through the screen far away.
The battle is pretty brutal actually and the first ranker and the second ranker seemed to have been evenly watched. This is like an old-fashioned fist fight.
He could see the spiritual energy glowing around their fists and legs. But there is not much leg movement. They are grounded and the stage has cracked under the legs.
There is not much dodging, they taking hits like crazy. Both of them are tall with six and half feet and their bodies are burly. If the glowing of the spiritual energy and the waves are ignored, it would be two drunkards fighting over a girl even before talking to her.
He chuckled at this and deactivated the eye technique.
From all of this, he could at most guess how many hits they could take 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 one, so the first ranker was declared a winner. The audience cheers didn't come this time though, they are extremely few and far between.
They are all booing and complaining.
"How many times we have to see this one? We are bored of seeing the same shit?"
"I think these nasty humans are trying to do this intentionally."
"How can the humans have balls to do that in Arena, it must be management that is doing this?"
"I feel like I wasted my money today, we came here because of the fight between the top rankers, but they are just bashing at each other's face. It was fun for first time, but it is boring now."
The organizers didn't seem to expect the reaction. They turned panicky and didn't expect that something like this would happen and that too for a ranking fight. They now understood that the hype of this fight is smaller than they thought.
At this moment, the Half Naga who led them here came once more and started guiding them to their destination.
Sam could remember the way until they reached the Healer lady's office, but after that once again he was confused. Because, he was sure that he didn't come in this route earlier.
After some thought, he gave up for the time being. If this was not the world full of poison, he would have been half way through his plans by now.
They returned to the cell
The next day, they took them back once again and this time, the main fight was between some high rankers in the Initial Stage Pre-Transcendent Division.
This time, when Sam's turn came, there are some cheers for him, he smirked at this, it seemed that the yesterdays loud barking did have its effect.
He walked on to the stage and the opponent on the other side is also looking at him gloomily.
"I heard you challenged every cultivator in our division that you will slay us, if we stand up against you. Even though, I don't like this place but there is no way I would let someone talk trash about me like that.
I will prove that you can only talk big."
At this moment, the audience once again piped up.
"Show it to him. He really did talk big yesterday. I am coming here to take a look at how he is going to beat up?"
"What, you came for a casual fight? I thought you came for main event like me."
"You don't know this, but this guy really talked bit yesterday. He is a new fighter, but he said that he would take out the whole division."
"there is a braggart? And in the first day itself? That's new."
And soon, the fight started and Sam started humiliating his opponent, that guy is done for before he could even realize.
Sam once again slapped the crap out of his opponent and made him lose consciousness before leaving Sam to leave another statement.
"For my next fight, I am going to break the left leg on any opponent that I face and will only use one hand to do that. These guys are too weak and it would be unfair to use both hands on them."
When Sam said this, not only the audience and organizers are stunned, underneath the arena, in the rooms that looked like a hotel corridor, many fighters that are watching the fight through the crystal screen are also stunned.
These fighters are actually, some high-rankers. The higher the floor they are staying in, the higher their rank is.
And anyone who can make it into that room will get a screen in their room to watch the fight, they are the only audience that wouldn't have to pay anything.
Sam returned and the day went on without any events.
But what he doesn't know is that all the fighters already noted him down irrespective of their division. Because it is hard to come by someone who will just adjust to the environment here and fight so willingly in the arena.
That too when they just joined. After all, all of them are nothing but slaves who are forced to fight in the arena without their consent.
The rewards came in after Sam left and the organizers are happy about this. Because, when the audience gave rewards after the fight, there will be some categories for them. One of them is the winner reward, and the other one is the loser reward and the last one is the fight reward.
The fight reward is something that goes to the arena directly for organizing a good fight and only a small share of it would be given to fighters. As for the remaining bonuses, they will go to the fighters respectively.
But during the initial three fights, all bonuses are for the organization and now they got more bonuses than the previous day's main fight. And this is just a casual fight between unregistered and unranked fighters.
They immediately reported this to their boss. The boss is also a Naga man with dark purple scales and a golden glow among them, just like the young master that appeared outside the city gates.
When he heard the whole report, he couldn't help but grin.
"There is a new admission like that? That is interesting, generally, only people that are here for years would like the atmosphere in the arena and much less a newly admitted one.
And he is even causing such a ruckus? He is being so arrogant that it is almost like he is trying his best to antagonize the rest of the fighters."
He paused for a bit and after some thought, he grinned once again and said.
"Pay him today's win bonus and the winner bonus the audience gave. Introduce him to the store. We will see what the hell is he thinking by tomorrow. If he really does as he told today, then register him an Iron Class fighter and arrange matches for him like an Iron Class fighter.
We might have encountered an interesting human this time."
