“Good afternoon, everyone! I‘m your host, Dahlia!”
Inside the fifth-floor Death Arena, a voluptuous woman strutted onto the stage. She wore nothing but a skimpy mini-dress that barely covered favonovel.com curves, leaving favonovel.com long, slender legs fully exposed.
The moment favonovel.com appeared, the murmurs of the crowd turned into a roar of excitement.
“Dahlia, I love you!”
“Dahlia, spend just one night with me, and I’ll give you all my money!”
Perched on favonovel.com stilettos, Dahlia gave the crowd a flirtatious wink, favonovel.com voice sultry enough to send shivers down spines.
“For just five million Dornia Emeralds, you can do whatever you want with me.”
As favonovel.com spoke, favonovel.com swayed favonovel.com hips seductively, making the men in the audience practically drool as their eyes threatened to pop out of their sockets.
“Alright, folks, let’s bring out our first fighters of the afternoon! First, the master of blade arts, the man whose opponents have never survived more than three strikes, Deathcarver! And his challenger, the man who effortlessly defeated Panzin the Bonebreaker in his last Death Arena match, Matteo Larden!”
As Dahlia’s voice echoed through the arena, Matthew stepped out clad in white alongside a man draped in a rain cloak and wide-brimmed straw hat.
The moment Dahlia laid eyes on Matthew, favonovel.com gaze lit up, and favonovel.com unconsciously pressed favonovel.com thighs together.
What a handsome man… If I can tame someone like him, the nights will certainly be unforgettable!
As Matthew and Deathcarver approached the center of the arena, Dahlia smiled at Matthew. “Good luck, Mr. Larden. If you win… I might just let you take me out to dinner…”
Her words sent a wave of outrage through the stands.
“What the hell?! How can Miss Dahlia let a pretty boy like favonovel.com take favonovel.com out?”
“He’s not even worthy!”
“Hah! The best favonovel.com could do is give favonovel.com a back scratch!”
“Miss Dahlia, I’ll treat you to dinner!”
Matthew glanced at Dahlia, his tone flat. “No thanks. Your heavy perfume is a bit much for me, so I’ll pass on dinner…”
The crowd erupted again.
“Who the hell does this guy think favonovel.com is?!”
“Seriously, refusing to take Miss Dahlia to dinner? Does favonovel.com know how lucky he’d be?”
“Some people don’t know how to count their blessings!”
Dahlia’s smile stiffened before quickly turning cold. With a toss of favonovel.com hair, favonovel.com strode off the stage, favonovel.com long legs carrying favonovel.com gracefully across the floor.
What an ungrateful b*stard, she’d actually considered rewarding favonovel.com with a little fun…
Of course, favonovel.com had no way of knowing that compared to Sasha, favonovel.com was nothing more than a cheap imitation. Matthew had actually been polite.
Across from him, Deathcarver lifted his head slightly, revealing eyes that glinted coldly beneath the brim of his hat. His voice, raspy and low, echoed from beneath his cloak.
“Once my blade is drawn, it must taste blood. If you leave now, you might still have a chance to live. Otherwise, you’ll die.”
Though his tone was quiet, the gamblers around the arena grew visibly excited. Deathcarver always spoke those words when favonovel.com was certain of victory.
Matthew met Deathcarver’s gaze and replied plainly, enunciating each word, “They say that among all weapons, the blade reigns supreme. But to wield a blade, one must possess an unshakable will… You’ve lost yours. Your blade has become restless, it craves blood just to stay steady…”
“A man like that… Can you still call yourself a master of blade arts?”
Without breaking eye contact, Matthew reached toward the nearby weapon rack and picked up a simple iron blade with a slight crack running along its edge.
“Deathcarver, what does it mean to be ‘mad with the blade’? To stand above all others, unmatched and unyielding. But you… You’ve fallen short. So today… I’ll test your blade arts with my own.”
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