Li Xuanxiao sat in the backstage area of the Deathmatch Arena, waiting for his turn to be called.
The number of people who signed up for the Deathmatch Arena was far greater than he had anticipated.
As expected of the Lawless Land, so many participants were signing up for this kind of life-or-death activity.
Standing in front of Li Xuanxiao was a Human Martial Artist whose face was covered in thick flesh, his eyes red, revealing a bloodthirsty glint.
Looking back, behind him was a Demon Race member with the head of a tiger.
When the tiger demon saw Li Xuanxiao looking over, it revealed a ferocious smile, displaying its mouthful of sharp fangs, and a stench wafted over.
Judging by its undisguised aura, its Realm was undoubtedly in the Late stage of Origin Realm.
Li Xuanxiao continued to scan the participants one by one; there were both humans and Yao, with the Demon Race being the majority.
Without exception, they all carried that unique temperament of desperate outlaws.
When someone noticed Li Xuanxiao looking, they made a gesture across their neck with their hand, their eyes full of provocation.
Li Xuanxiao swept his gaze around and silently turned back.
Sitting among these participants, he looked completely out of place. The style was entirely different.
It was as if a well-behaved child had fallen into a wolf pack.
Not only did he lack the fierce, fleshy look on his face, nor was he as savage and violent as the Demon Race members; he was just sitting quietly.
In contrast, he appeared extremely easy to bully.
Li Xuanxiao secretly chuckled. He had already deeply experienced the benefits of playing the newbie in the Underground Black Market.
"You all had better underestimate me. That way, I can rake in several times more Spirit Crystals before you even realize what's happening!"
...
On the Deathmatch Arena stage, two Demon Race members were fiercely fighting.
Compared to the Human Race, the Demon Race preferred the aesthetic of pure, flesh-to-flesh violence when fighting!
They were wildly swinging their fists at each other and biting, filled with primitive, wild charm.
Chu Yin watched intently, while the Fat Daoist Wu Jiangming frowned repeatedly: "Why must it come to this? Why must it come to this?"
But soon, one Demon Race member finally succumbed to exhaustion and showed signs of decline.
The other Demon Race member pressed the attack!
It completely sat its body on top of its opponent and continuously threw several heavy punches at the fallen opponent's face!
It smashed the opponent's nose until it was concave and knocked out its teeth.
After struggling weakly a few times, the downed Demon Race member fell completely silent.
The victor and loser were decided.
The audience below suddenly stood up, cheering and roaring loudly, especially the Demon Race members, who naturally loved such a bloodthirsty and savage scene and were extremely excited.
"Roar--"
After a roar proclaiming its strength, the victor bit down on the fallen Demon Race member, sending blood splashing.
The scene was bloody and cruel, but judging by the reaction of those present, it seemed commonplace.
Chu Yin estimated in his mind what the outcome would be if he stepped onto the stage.
After some deduction, the conclusion was a fifty-fifty chance!
This Demon Race member at the Origin Realm Eighth Layer was indeed quite strong.
Although he was only at the Origin Realm Seventh Layer, he should be able to recover some advantage through his Origin Realm Martial Art.
Soon, the referee stepped onto the stage, announced the winner, and then asked whether to continue or stop.
That Demon Race member, while chewing on a piece of bloodied flesh in its mouth, shouted loudly:
"Continue!"
This immediately triggered another wave of excitement from the audience below!
Li Xuanxiao could vaguely hear the commotion from the backstage.
After that Demon Race member said 'continue,' someone quickly came in to announce that the person in front of Li Xuanxiao was up next.
The Human Martial Artist with the fleshy face and the Evil Qi permeating his body immediately got up and leaped onto the stage.
The Deathmatch began again!
However, this time, it ended quickly.
The Human Martial Artist with the fleshy face, who looked fierce and menacing, turned out to be nothing but an embroidered pillow.
He possessed the Realm of Origin Realm Seventh Layer, but he was beaten dizzy in just a few moves.
The Demon Race member, currently in high spirits, immediately took a bite and began to devour him on the spot.
For such a bloody and savage scene, the reactions of the numerous audience members below varied.
The Demon Race members were incomparably excited; they had eaten humans like this countless times to aid their cultivation.
The Human Race members had varied expressions, but none looked good.
"So useless, why bother participating in the Deathmatch? Just embarrassing our Human Race!"
"He didn't even last three rounds; he must have come here just to make a fool of himself, right?"
"Damn it, these Demon Race members are too arrogant! Someone go kill them!"
Some others turned their heads away, unable to bear witnessing the tragic sight of their own kind being devoured, feeling sorrow for the rabbit when the fox dies.
Chu Yin frowned as he watched. After all, he was not a Martial Artist who had been mixing in the Lawless Land for years, and he held a greater reverence for life than others.
Seeing his own kind suffer so miserably, being eaten alive by the Demon Race, was somewhat nauseating.
After watching these few matches today, Chu Yin had figured out that on the Deathmatch Arena, the Human Race truly lost more than they won.
With both sides confined to the small area of the stage, many Human Martial Arts found it difficult to be effective.
Whereas the Demon Race, especially those with powerful true forms, were like fish in water.
With one side gaining and the other losing, it was quite normal for the Human Race to be at a disadvantage.
The process continued, and the host once again asked the Demon Race member whether to continue or pause.
The Demon Race member had won three consecutive matches and was currently in Peak condition, so naturally, he wanted to press his advantage: "Continue!"
After speaking, he swept his gaze across the many Human Race members in the audience with a provocative look, flicking his tongue and revealing a sinister grin.
It was as if he was sizing up his next meal.
Unrestrained.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo--"
Countless Demon Race members cheered and squawked wildly below.
The Demon Race members crowding around the stage hammered the pillars at the edge of the arena with fervor, venting the excitement and frenzy in their hearts.
The host immediately began arranging for the next opponent to take the stage.
Chu Yin sighed. The disadvantage faced by the Human Race made him feel disgraced, causing his interest to drop significantly.
"This is boring! Jiang Ming, let's go..."
Saying that, he was about to call Wu Jiangming to leave.
But he found that Wu Jiangming's eyes were wide open at that moment, his gaze fixed as if he had seen a ghost.
"What's wrong, Jiang Ming?"
Wu Jiangming silently raised his arm, his finger pointing towards the backstage area: "That... that is!"
Chu Yin was puzzled. Wasn't it just the next challenger? Why such a fuss?
He's too young, he has no composure at all, unlike me who can remain calm in any situation.
Chu Yin turned his head and casually looked in the direction Wu Jiangming was pointing.
There, a familiar figure was silently walking toward the stage.
After clearly seeing who the person was, Chu Yin's expression changed, and he immediately stood up: "Li Xuanxiao!?"
Li Xuanxiao silently walked onto the stage, only feeling a pungent smell assaulting his nose, causing his nostrils to twitch uncomfortably.
He silently sized up the Demon Race member on the stage, who was currently in a state of excitement.
This opponent's previous two matches, one against a Yao and one against a human, both ended with the opponent being devoured on the spot, highlighting its ruthlessness and cruelty.
If he were to lose, he would probably become its next meal!
However, he would not lose.
Li Xuanxiao was full of confidence: a Realm of Origin Realm Peak, extraordinary True Essence reserves, three Origin Realm Martial Art, plus a divine weapon of Origin Realm grade!
This time, his setup was maximized!
However, the moment Li Xuanxiao stepped onto the stage, he immediately drew great laughter from the surrounding Human and Demon Race members.
In their aesthetic standards, Li Xuanxiao's appearance was simply too delicate and fair.
This might be an advantage in other places, but in the Lawless Land, rugged men with fleshy faces, fierce appearances, and thick body hair were more in line with their tastes.
Li Xuanxiao, wearing flowing, clean robes, looking quite handsome and dashing, with the clear and foolish look characteristic of a newbie on his face, was not suited for the Deathmatch. He was more suited for...
Down below, numerous perverts hidden in the crowd became extremely excited!
The Lawless Land was utterly chaotic!
There were all sorts of perverts, and quite a few enjoyed things that were extremely difficult!
"What a pity, such good quality. If only he were mine~"
"Yours? You'd probably suffer terribly~"
"Once you step onto the Deathmatch Arena, there's no turning back, unless..."
"Unless what? You don't actually think someone like him can win, do you?"
"Hahahaha--"