The Seven Deadly Child
326 - Bakpao Dinner
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(Empty Hand Arena Waiting Room)
When Theo walked in, the waiting room turned out to be quite full, making it difficult for him to find a comfortable place that was quiet enough to relax for a moment.
Theo was still walking leisurely looking for a comfortable location until then some large-bodied men came up.
"Young man, are you new?" Ask one of the obstructions.
"Hmm??"
Hearing the question, in response, Theo only gave a brief snort. He looked around looking for a comfortable place. Seemed completely unconcerned with the few people currently before him.
"Buck! You dare ignore me!" Shake the person who asked. The expression on his face was furious when he saw Theo seemed to be indifferent to it.
"Boss! He seems to be the type of person who is too proud of himself! People like this will usually only regret when their face hits the ground!" Say one of the other obstructions.
"Hmmmm.. Boy! This time I'll be a little soft! If you want to apologize and do some special instructions from me, then I will let go of your previous brazen attitude problem!"
"However, if you continue to act ignorant, then don't blame me if when the match starts, you will soon die on the spot in a matter of seconds turning into ground meat!" Speak the leader of the blocking group.
Speech that was immediately greeted with almost all the Empty Hand Arena participants who were in the waiting room, turned to Theo in unison. Put on a face full of threats.
Apparently, the participant who was threatening Theo was one of the most disinclined people in the Empty Hand Arena. At the very least he was a senior who had participated dozens of times in this Arena. Where to make himself have a high position among other participants.
"Boss! Looks like you're in a good mood! Tumben is so generous!" Say one of the followers.
"Boy, what are you waiting for! Hurry up and apologize!" The impact then, after turning back to Theo, and realizing the boy was still silent.
"WHISPER!"
However, the snapped sentence he said, immediately greeted Theo with an annoyed sentence that sounded very cold.
Now Theo stared at the group of people who confronted him with a sharp look full of murderous lust, accompanied by a little sound that began to leak from inside his body.
A sharp gaze as well as a hint of aura leaking from Theo's body, made the atmosphere of the waiting room instantly turn gripping. It was so gripping that the blocking group subconsciously began to take a step back.
"Boss! Now I remember! So that's why I feel like his face is not foreign! I know who he is!" Wrong speech of the participants who confronted Theo.
"He's a Wolf participant! The Wand Emperor of the Death Arena two months ago!" Excite the man. Now take another step back. Getting away from Theo.
Hearing the words of his men, the leader frowned for a while. Before looking back at Theo with a furious look.
"Keep what if he is the Emperor of the Sticks! This is the Empty Hand Arena! Without a stick in his hand, what could he do?" Snapped the leader.
"Don't rile! We finish off the arrogant young man who is lost and does not know where he is now when the game begins!" Dengus the leader. Adding the sentence he said with instructions.
"Boss! That's you!"
As the atmosphere still seemed tense due to the feud, a voice suddenly sounded from one corner of the room.
"Razack! I can't believe you're here!" Theo. As soon as he saw Razak moving through the crowd of people who were previously watching the commotion.
Seeing Razak calling Theo Boss, some of the Empty Hand Arena participants who had been seen giving a look of support to people who were in conflict with him, now quickly withdrew their eyes. No longer want to interfere with the problems that occur.
Razak the son of the Iron god seems to have a name and is now quite reluctant by some participants of the Empty Hand Arena.
"Boss! I should have said that! I can't believe you're also taking part in this month's Empty Hand Arena match!"
"With you around, gone is my enemy winning the Empty Hand Arena tonight! Really sucks!" Razak.
"Haha…! Had I known you were participating in the Empty Hand Arena, I would have obviously taken another Arena! It's been, how else!" Answer Theo.
"By the way it looks like you've been practicing diligently lately! In just a few moments of not meeting, you have already been able to reach the early stage Immortal class! Very good development!" Added Theo. As soon as I saw Razak's cultivation.
"Well, it's all thanks to the resources you left behind! Last month I also took part in the Empty Hand Arena, and was able to break through the top 20!" Razak.
"Ohhh…! That's delicious!" Theo.
While Theo and Razak were still busy chatting, all the participants of the Empty Hand Arena who had been silent from earlier. Followed the chatter of the two, now began to put on an empty facial expression.
'A good achievement? From Pioneer to Immortal in a few months he called it tolerable? Bedeb4! Here I can only achieve it after trying hard for decades!'
'Lumayan? An early stage Immortal-grade brat managed to break through the top 20 of the Death Arena match he called passable? Goddamnit! Here I have participated dozens of times and can only break through the top 50!'
Various complaints began to ring in everyone's mind as soon as they heard the casual chat Theo and Razak. Almost all the participants of the Empty Hand Arena currently wore blank facial expressions.
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(Tribune Arena)
As usual, boisterous sounds sounded once the participants of the five Arenas entered their respective Rings. An elder of the Dark Guild who was the host of the event, also heated the atmosphere with adrenaline-inducing sentences that he said.
The atmosphere only turned silent as the host allowed the audience to determine the fighters from the five Arenas they had chosen as the champions. Place their respective betting money on each Arena participant they choose.
When the atmosphere of silence was still happening, in one corner of the audience stands, a fat man was sitting while refuting his chin with his right hand. This man looked so lazy that then his eyes caught something above the Empty Hand Arena Ring.
"B4ngsat! No way! Why didn't you tell me before!" The snapping of the fart man, who was none other than Thomas, saw the figure of Theo above the Empty Hand Ring Arena.
"If you know you're coming, I'll put all my money in capital! Ahhhhhhhhhh…. So annoying!" Thomas said with a very annoyed facial expression.
The Fatty couldn't help but get annoyed, because in the Death Arena tonight, he originally only intended to see the crowd and drive Razak. With a fairly small chance of winning Razak, Thomas of course only put a little money as capital. He just intends to find entertainment and bet randomly to kill time so as not to get bored.
Now, seeing Theo take part in the match, Thomas' miserly heart began to thrash. So upset at having to miss the chance of getting tens of millions of Mana Pearls like before.
"Yyaharrrrrggggg….!!! Boss….! You're the most annoying person!" Shouted Thomas, grabbing his hair.
The cry that immediately made the atmosphere of silence break, every spectator who had previously concentrated on determining the fighter they chose, now all turned to look at Thomas with an annoyed expression. Feeling the voice of the Fatty is really disturbing.
"Stom! Shut your mouth!"
"B4fucking quiet!"
"Keep yelling and I'll make you a dinner party!"
Cussing voices soon echoed throughout the Arena stands. It was all for Thomas.
"Ohhhh….!!! It's noisy!" Maki Thomas is back.