"Do a good job, there’s a chance!" Old He said with a laugh as he patted Gu Jiao on the shoulder.
Who was he kidding? How could there possibly be a chance?
This kid was brought into the arena by himself, and honestly, without boasting or belittling herself to aggrandize others, she felt that there was a little hope if she worked herself to death—one in seventy or eighty, perhaps.
But as for pie in the sky, it didn’t cost him a slab of meat!
Seeing the young fellow’s resolute demeanor, Old He wanted to tell her that becoming the top contender was not just about receiving worship, but unfortunately, before he could speak, Gu Jiao couldn’t wait to go find her Martial Arts Platform.
The platforms were assigned randomly, and there was no such thing as a dedicated platform for anyone.
She was assigned to the West Arena.
The most impressive thing Gu Jiao remembered from her first visit to the underground Martial Arts Arena was a duel on the West Arena, which was so bloody and brutal that she seriously suspected the bare-chested man had beaten his opponent to death.
Gu Jiao was the first to climb onto the platform.
In the underground Martial Arts Arena, as the contenders climbed onto the platform, two square placards would be raised on either side of the platform like flags, with the fighters’ names and levels on them—usually pseudonyms or titles were used.
For example, the placard for Gu Jiao read—Dominating Heaven, no level.
Originally, Gu Jiao intended to call herself Dragon Defying Heaven, but Old He said that the character ’Dragon’ clashed with the imperial authority, so Gu Jiao settled for Dominating Heaven as the second choice.
When he saw this name, Old He’s mouth twitched violently for a few seconds.
The name Dominating Heaven suited well; everyone thought it belonged to some burly, bearded giant with massive strength, but in came a clean-cut young lad.
Gu Jiao, being tall among women, appeared somewhat petite in the underground Martial Arts Arena, filled with burly men.
When the audience noticed her lack of rank, they realized she was a newbie.
Their interest halved instantly, and they turned to other arenas.
However, the situation changed when her opponent’s placard was raised, boldly stating—Blade Mountain Guest, Second-level Expert.
The people who had walked away came rushing back.
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