Chapter 367: If It’s Tangled, Just Cut It (5)
The arena floor was covered in sand. Thousands of monsters sat quietly in the stands. They were waiting for the next match, and for the betting.
Drrr!
The door on the right side of the arena opened, and a middle-aged man walked out. At the waist of the blindfolded man were six blades, all of them ordinary kitchen knives.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A toad-like monster slapped its belly like a drum and introduced him.
“A swordsman who devastates his opponents with flying blades! Joyray, the human who defeated the Screaming Rock and claimed four straight victories! And now, who will be his fifth opponent?!”
Drrr.
The left door opened. Joyray tensed. Screaming Rock, his previous opponent, had truly been a formidable enemy. It would not be an exaggeration to say death had brushed up right against his neck.
Throb.