Chapter 620

Chapter 620: Match Announcement

"At level one hundred fifty-one, he is applying for a life-and-death duel against a level one hundred fifty-four opponent in his first match. It seems the strong fighters or strong team behind this genius plan to seize the opportunity and continue the frenzy at the Stag Coliseum."

Ge Putuo frowned slightly.

He couldn’t understand where the confidence of the strong fighters behind this young genius from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe came from.

A level one hundred fifty-one fighter overcoming a three-level difference to defeat their opponent means their talent limit could reach at least level two hundred thirty.

If this young genius’s talent limit truly reached such a level, even if various circumstances controlled his life and death in the hands of the strong fighters behind him, the strong fighters would not let him participate in a life-and-death duel.

After all, strong fighters with a limit of level two hundred thirty could command incredible power within the Tree-Dwelling Tribe and could easily rise to high-ranking positions in any tribe.

Even if his limit could reach level two hundred thirty, genuinely nurturing such talent wouldn’t afford significant benefits from the Death Duel.

There was absolutely no need to risk a young genius with such immense potential for immediate gains.

Death Duels come with numerous uncertainties.

In the Death Duel arena, any miracle or unexpected event could occur.

Unless…

Ge Putuo’s brow furrowed tighter.

Could it be that the strong fighters behind this young genius were confident they could rescue him if he failed?

Ge Putuo quickly shook his head, dismissing this possibility.

The barriers surrounding the coliseum were incredibly strong, but some fighters possessed top-tier offensive type treasures, capable of instantly breaching those defenses.

Alternatively, some strange and magical means could also potentially rescue the competing fighters.

The issue was, in the top one hundred coliseums of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe, most behind-the-scenes bosses were elders.

Even if a strong fighter was backing this young genius, it was unlikely that an elder class fighter stood with him.

Reaching elder status means they would scoff at such resources and treasures.

If they had that kind of free time, they would rather establish their own coliseum.

Elder-level strong fighters cared more about their status than profits; if they managed a young genius with a potential limit of level two hundred thirty, they would invest all their efforts into nurturing him, not treat him as a money-making tool early on.

Even if there were elder-level strong fighters backing him, they wouldn’t risk a conflict with the elders behind the coliseum over meager benefits.

After all, rescuing a failed fighter after breaking through the defensive barriers would practically mean slapping the entire coliseum in the face.

If the coliseum couldn’t recover the fighter, it would lose its face and legitimacy to continue operating.

The more Ge Putuo thought about it, the more his head hurt.

Thus, he decided to stop dwelling on the issue.

Such matters, even with his power and status, were beyond his authority to handle and must be reported to the higher-ups.

The immediate focus was on what kind of opponent to arrange for the first match.

From the coliseum’s perspective, they naturally preferred an opponent with weaker strength.

Since a weaker opponent would allow for more matches to be held.

This also helps the coliseum quietly stir excitement and increase its popularity.

However, the strong fighter behind this young genius directly chose an opponent with a three-level difference, clearly planning to make a huge profit right from the first match.

If they don’t arrange an opponent that can create a buzz, the other side will definitely feel dissatisfied.

Switching to another coliseum would render Bloodthirst Coliseum a complete waste.

After all, looking at the Tree-Dwelling Tribe, Bloodthirst Coliseum barely makes it into the top fifty.

Realizing this, Ge Putuo instructed a powerful being from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe to bring him the list of level 154 fighters.

He quickly selected one named Terry from the list.

Since they were going to do this, they might as well make it big.

This fighter named Terry wasn’t from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe, but rather from the Time Tribe.

He was a slave controlled by a powerful being from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe, thrown into the coliseum for Death Duels to earn money.

So far, Terry had achieved eleven consecutive wins in the Death Duel arena.

However, the significance of these eleven wins wasn’t very high.

This was because his usual opponents were limited to one small realm below him.

In other words, only fighters below level 153 could apply to have him as a Death Duel opponent.

"That’s the one! Once the news is released, arrange for the details to spread everywhere. The competition venue will also be set at the largest arena."

Ge Putuo commanded his strong subordinates.

"Understood!"

The strong being from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe quickly went to make arrangements.

……

It wasn’t until an hour and a half later that the Bloodthirst Coliseum was fully prepared to officially announce the competition.

Numerous coliseum staff hid in the crowd, creating buzz.

"What’s going on? Aren’t Terry’s matches usually just charity events with no audience? Why is this match scheduled at the largest arena?"

"Are you kidding? Tomorrow’s matches feature several two hundred level strong fighters. Though they are not life-and-death duels, their attraction is a million times stronger than this low-level charity event. What is Bloodthirst Coliseum thinking, giving the biggest arena to a low-level charity event?"

"Any match would be more captivating than this one."

"The strong fighter behind Terry is becoming more timid; this opponent is three levels lower than Terry. I bet the odds for this duel will go beyond one to ten thousand."

"No, no, look at the name of Terry’s opponent."

"Clay! I remember that the genius from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe who caused a stir at the Stag Coliseum two weeks ago was also named Clay. However, that Clay was only at level 150, whereas this one is at level 151."

"Could it really be the Clay from Stag Coliseum? He’s definitely not one small realm lower, but being one small realm higher shows he might have made a breakthrough recently."

"I have insider information; it’s definitely this Clay!"

"Oh my goodness, if it really is him, I must inform my good brother. He lost to this Clay three times at Stag Coliseum last time. He swore that if this Clay participates in a Death Duel again, he would definitely bet on him for a surprise win."

"Look at the betting amounts; they are skyrocketing! The odds that were originally over one to five thousand instantly dropped to one to three."

With the staff of the coliseum fueling the excitement, the audience at Bloodthirst Coliseum began to stir.

Especially after someone checked the details and confirmed that this Clay was indeed the one who previously caused a huge uproar at Stag Coliseum, attention skyrocketed.

Thomasen didn’t miss the opportunity to fan the flames.

Twenty minutes after the betting channel opened, he placed a bet of one trillion low-grade immortal stones on Yi Chen to win.

With this, he instantly pushed the odds down from over one to five thousand to one to three.

After that, the odds began to rise again.

But Thomasen continued to increase his bets.

The ever-increasing total betting amount attracted more audience members.

Even spectators from other planets rushed through spatial rifts to join in.