Chapter 529 - Combat Pit (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Kill him! Kill him!”

“Bite him to death! Bite him!”

In the combat pit, countless voices were screaming at the top of their lungs; human voices and the roars of beasts blended together, raising a ruckus.

Within stood a brown bear with the sturdy build of an iron tower, pounding his own chest. As he let out a growl, he smashed the head of the wolf beastman lying on the ground with his fist.

Bang! White brain goo mixed with red blood splattered across the ground.

Bloodstains like this were seen everywhere on the ground, as well as footprints made by various beasts.

Some were alive, while some had turned into corpses that filled up the corpse pit in Flame City.

The brown bear straightened his body and let out a victorious roar.

“He’s won two consecutive rounds. One more round and he will be able to level up.”

Flame City had a strict level system, and beastmen were divided into various grades and ranks. They weren’t judged based on their number of animal stripes, but rather, by the number of combat battles they won.

For every three consecutive wins, one would move up a rank, and in turn receive more water, better housing, and get to play with better females.

Without any roots and unrestrained by spousal marks, these males were a bunch of creatures even more brutal than savage wild animals.

As the beasts’ roars grew in intensity, it felt like the roof was about to flip over.

“Who, who else wants to challenge!” The bear beastman transformed into a human and declared arrogantly.

A white tiger squeezed his way out of the audience and leaped onto the combat pit.

Roar!

The bear beastman’s expression changed. When he got a clear view of the scar on that white tiger’s face, he retreated continuously.

“You’re a four-striped beastman. If you skip the ranks and challenge me, I can invite beastmen to fight alongside me,” said the bear beastman.

Winston’s gaze swept over the audience as he opened his mouth to let out a growl.

His intent was understood by everyone. Some beastmen rubbed their hands in anticipation, eager to give it a try.