The Seven Deadly Child
275 - The Arrogant Boy
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"Hmmm... Okay!" Said the old man, while taking out a journal from the Spacial Ring, then began to take notes.
"Stom! Since you were listed as a first-class spectator, now hand over all your initial capital! I'll ascertain the total capital you brought, then record it on your first class spectator identification card!"
"So, when you are in the arena later, the card will be a temporary replacement for the capital you use when betting!" Said the old man.
Hearing that, even before Thomas could answer, Theo unceremoniously took out a Spacial Ring and placed it on the table.
"In it there are 3,500,000 Bronze Mana Pearls, please check!" Theo.
Theo's words, immediately greeted with an old man grabbed the Spacial Ring lying on the table. Deftly scan the contents of the Spacial Ring. Assure the number called Theo.
"Hmmm..The total is 3,500,000, no less and no more!" Said the old man. After that, start taking notes again. This time on Thomas's card.
"All right! The administrative business for Fatty is done! Take this and enter the arena immediately, take a seat that matches your participant number! You can see it behind this identification card!" Said the old man, handing over the identification card in his hand to Thomas.
Hearing that, Thomas took the time to give a strange short smile to Theo, appearing to be gesturing. Before quickly grabbing his identification card, and walking into the audience's special door.
"All right! We continue with the registration business, but before proceeding, I want to re-confirm, is it true that you want to register this little brat as a contender in the empty-handed Arena?" Ask the old man. With a sharp look at Theo.
"Quite sure! Razak, do you have any objections to this? If you object to my instructions, say it now!" Theo.
Hearing the question, Razak who had just stood quietly beside Theo, immediately put on a firm facial expression. Continued very steadily giving a brief nod towards Theo.
"No objection at all!" Razak.
"Hmmm…! Nice one!" Theo Response.
The old man, of course, also heard the conversation of Theo and Razak. Now I can only shake lightly. While slightly looking at Razak with a look of pity. Felt this brat would soon be moons and clowns in the Empty Hand Arena.
"Well then, I just want to make sure! Because to be honest, all the fights that were held routinely by the Death Arena, were very life-threatening fights!"
"Because in addition to the general grouping we apply to divide the battle arena according to their respective subgroups? We don't put any restrictions on what happens inside the Arena!"
"Whoever exits the Arena, is unconscious, or dies within the Arena, is automatically considered dead!" Said the old man. Indirectly gave Razak a final warning to rethink her decision to enter the Arena. This old man implied that Razak could have died in the arena of battle.
"Old man, you better stop talking! Cut the bush and just give him his identification card!" Theo. Being a little impatient when he saw the rambling attitude of the trivial man before him.
"Hmmm. This old man is just expressing sympathy! Because I think this kid is still too small! If it's not wrong, it's about 10 to 12 years old!" Said the old man. But after a little complaining, he did not continue his bases. Immediately took out a black card from his Spacial Ring.
"Young man, by what name do you want to be known in the Empty Hand Arena fight later?" Ask the old man.
"Razack!" Answer Razak briefly. Without hesitation, he mentioned his real name.
"Well, fighter Razak, with the number 93, please enter the door over there!" Said the old man, handing the participant card to Razak while pointing towards one of the doors with a black plaque board on top. Where it says Empty Hand Arena.
"Boss! I'll go first!" Razak.
'Don't force yourself! Remember everything I said!' Theo said, speaking directly inside Razak's head using a sound transmission technique.
Hearing Theo's words, Razak gave a brief nod, before starting to walk into the entrance of the Arena.
"All right! What name will you use yourself?" Ask the old man, taking out another black card.
"Just write Wolf!" Answer Theo briefly.
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(Loose Hand Arena participants waiting room)
Razak walked in unhurried steps into the waiting room. His eyes were straight ahead, seemingly indifferent to those around him.
And after finding one place that he thought was comfortable in one corner of the room. Razak began to take a cross-legged sitting position. Take out a Bronze Pearl, and begin to absorb it. Decided to spend the free time he had, by going back to the cultivation process.
This boy really has a high dedication to get stronger as fast as he can. I don't want to waste a little time just relaxing.
Razak was still focused on doing the cultivation process until suddenly some other participants walked over.
"Buck! You're the new kid?" Ask one of the people who approached. This man is a man with a big body. So big that he doesn't look like a normal human being.
"There is a rule in this Empty Hand Arena, where the new kid has to be polite and greet his seniors! If you don't do that, then you'll be stamped as an arrogant boy!" Said another man standing beside the giant-bodied participant.
"That's right! So I suggest now that you apologize immediately and try to be nice by greeting the other participants! Do one or two things they say as a form of apology!" Added the third man who came to Razak.
Hearing that, Razak who did not realize that the indifference she had displayed when she first entered the room had attracted the attention of other participants, immediately opened her eyes.
"What if you think of me as an arrogant boy? Do I really have to care about that? Whatever you want to think of me as! It's none of my business!" Dengus Razak's. Then back to closing eyes. Ignoring the three people before him by once again focusing on the cultivation process.
*Braakk…!!!
*Braakk….!!!
*Braa….!!!
The answer sentence from Razak, was immediately greeted with some loud clashing sounds from the ruined waiting room furniture. Almost all of the Empty Hand Arena participants who were currently in the room, started staring at Razak with deadly gazes.
"A cocky boy! You just dug your own grave!" Said the giant man. While putting a sly smile on his face. Then without saying anything else, he walked away followed by his two comrades.
On the other hand, Razak who certainly heard the commotion around, seemed really indifferent at all. Still continuing the cultivation process he was doing.
'The more brutal the fight will be! It's gonna get better!' Razak murmured in my heart. Now I feel happy because I have more challenges.