Chapter 619

Chapter 619: Bloodthirst Coliseum

Compared to the Stag Coliseum, the Bloodthirst Coliseum is much larger and has higher stakes.

Looking across the entire Tree Star Cluster, the Stag Coliseum barely ranks within the top hundred.

In contrast, the Bloodthirst Coliseum makes it into the top fifty.

Almost every day, life-and-death duels at the Strong Fighter Level take place.

When Yi Chen arrived at the Bloodthirst Coliseum, he used the Transformation Technique to change into the appearance of a member of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe and went to register for the competition.

"Clay?"

The staff member responsible for registering identities looked at Yi Chen with surprise.

"Yes!"

Yi Chen nodded.

He knew this staff member had guessed his identity.

Each major coliseum surely sent many spies to other coliseums to collect information data.

They were naturally aware of significant events happening at various coliseums and knew which famous fighters were making waves.

Having won three consecutive matches at the Stag Coliseum, with his backer sweeping resources and treasures worth hundreds of billions in Low-grade Immortal Stones, and with dozens of powerful beings from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe dying in outer space near the Stag Star, rumors tied to him would not go unnoticed by the other coliseums.

It was no surprise that the registration staff at the Bloodthirst Coliseum guessed he was the one causing a stir at the Stag Coliseum.

In fact, this was precisely the outcome Yi Chen wanted.

He didn’t wish to spend too much time, as he did at the Stag Coliseum, building his notoriety before gathering resources and treasures worth hundreds of billions in Low-grade Immortal Stones.

Having finally established his reputation at the Stag Coliseum, it made sense to leverage that, saving him several days.

"Aren’t you level 150?"

While testing his realm, the registering staff member instinctively asked.

According to the testing artifact, Yi Chen was now level 151.

"Is it strange that I broke through a small realm after a few days of seclusion?"

Yi Chen replied impatiently, revealing the arrogance of a young genius.

The staff member quickly realized and promptly apologized.

After completing the registration, Yi Chen instructed, "Arrange my next life-and-death duel as soon as possible, regardless of race, but with a realm limit of 154!"

"Level 154?"

The staff member looked up in shock but quickly reacted and nodded enthusiastically.

He quickly completed the registration.

Yi Chen then left the registration area, taking the fighter identity badge given to him by the staff member and heading to the palace complex designated for fighters at the Bloodthirst Coliseum.

This palace complex, like the one at the Stag Coliseum, was guarded by powerful beings, with levels as high as 210.

Each palace was surrounded by strong defensive barriers.

While Yi Chen practiced, he patiently waited for the announcement of his first life-and-death duel opponent.

Deep underground, thousands of meters below the coliseum, in a huge hidden chamber, the person in charge of the Bloodthirst Coliseum was cultivating among mountains of high-quality immortal stones.

His name was Ge Putuo, a level two hundred and twenty strong fighter.

He was once a middle and upper ranks member of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe’s intelligence department, but after making a grave mistake, he was saved by the second-in-command of the department.

Unable to stay in the intelligence department, he naturally pledged loyalty to this second-in-command, becoming the private aide to the Tree-Dwelling Tribe elder and managing the Bloodthirst Coliseum.

While he managed, in truth, he didn’t need to worry much.

Whenever important matters arose, he would step in to handle them.

The rest of the minor issues were managed by other strong fighters and personnel.

His primary responsibility was to oversee the Bloodthirst Coliseum, ensuring that no disruptions occurred.

Outside the barriers, a strong fighter suddenly appeared before him.

"My lord!"

"What is it?"

Ge Putuo continued his cultivation without interruption, casually asking.

"A new fighter has registered to participate in the Death Duel, and I estimate it will make quite an impact. I couldn’t decide how to arrange it, so I came to seek your decision!" the Tree-Dwelling Tribe strong fighter explained.

"A level two hundred and ten strong fighter?"

Ge Putuo’s eyes lit up.

Although the Bloodthirst Coliseum held strong fighter level duels every day, most were ordinary competitions with rare life-and-death duels.

Each strong fighter level life-and-death duel could attract massive crowds and impressive earnings to the Bloodthirst Coliseum.

The fame of the coliseum could significantly increase because of it.

However, a Death Duel involving a level two hundred and ten strong fighter was a rarity, happening only once in hundreds of years.

"No, it’s not a level two hundred and ten strong fighter; it’s a level one hundred and fifty-one genius from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe named Clay, who is quite famous," the Tree-Dwelling Tribe strong fighter shook his head.

"Then what’s the big deal? If the terms he proposes are too harsh, just refuse!"

Ge Putuo felt they were making a mountain out of a molehill.

A talent around level one hundred fifty entering a Death Duel wasn’t unusual at the Bloodthirst Coliseum.

If their fame was sufficient, they could indeed attract many spectators and significant betting amounts.

Such fighters had the right to propose extra conditions to the coliseum.

If their conditions weren’t too harsh, the coliseum wouldn’t decline.

But if the demands were excessive, like asking for extraordinary immortal materials to enhance their talent or rapidly improve their realm, then refusal was reasonable.

The real attention draw remained the strong fighter level life-and-death duels.

"My lord, this genius named Clay caused a huge stir over ten days ago at the Stag Coliseum."

The Tree-Dwelling Tribe strong fighter knew Ge Putuo must not have read the updates he sent regarding significant events at various coliseums.

He continued, "Clay registered for the Death Duel at the Stag Coliseum half a month ago. He participated in three duels, one each day."

"In the first duel, he defeated a Flame Tribe fighter of the same level using the power of the water laws."

"In the second duel, he overcame a Tree-Dwelling Tribe fighter who was at a minor level higher than him, relying on an extraordinary pill that greatly enhanced his power, along with a sword and relevant skills."

"In the third duel, he defeated a Tree-Dwelling Tribe genius who was two minor levels above him, even when that fighter offered many treasures that were not fitting for his status, utilizing the fire laws to kill him."

"Sounds interesting!"

Ge Putuo immediately became intrigued. "Since the killed Tree-Dwelling Tribe genius offered several treasures not befitting his status, it means many strong fighters placed heavy bets on him?"

"Yes! The total betting amounts for the first two duels kept rising, with the third duel reaching over three hundred fifty trillion Low-grade Immortal Stones," the Tree-Dwelling Tribe strong fighter nodded. "Based on predictions, Clay must have one or more powerful supporters behind him. Shortly after the third duel ended, over ten strong beings from the Tree-Dwelling Tribe were killed, including a level two hundred and ten strong fighter, which serves as solid proof."

"These high-stakes bettors must have suffered significant losses, wanting to reclaim their resources and treasures, but ended up being counter-killed by the powerful allies behind Clay."

"A mere Stag Coliseum, and a level one hundred fifty life-and-death duel can attract over three hundred fifty trillion Low-grade Immortal Stones in bets…"

Ge Putuo became exhilarated.

This Tree-Dwelling Tribe genius named Clay had endless topics of discussion surrounding him. If he could participate in a Death Duel at the Bloodthirst Coliseum, it would surely fill the coliseum’s coffers while attracting immense attention and fame.

He eagerly asked, "What harsh conditions did he propose?"

"He didn’t propose any harsh conditions. He has already reached level one hundred fifty-one, but the opponent he requested is limited to level one hundred fifty-four," the Tree-Dwelling Tribe strong fighter explained.

Ge Putuo was taken aback and quickly understood why the fighter struggled and had to come to him for a decision.