CHAPTER 518: CHAPTER 437: JUST THIS? (6,000 WORDS)_4

This simple, unadorned entrance sparked an uproar among the spectators, with jeers and boos echoing nonstop.

Compared to Li Zheng’s somewhat "frail" figure, Lorfa’s physique exuded a sense of power, an overwhelming presence that seemed to come at you.

"Next, you have five minutes to place your bets. The initial betting odds for this match are one to eight, so please make haste and bet wisely!" The Sheep Demon announced as a formality, then stood in the middle of the arena waiting.

At this point, Li Zheng asked, "Are you the referee?"

"Sort of." The Sheep Demon nodded.

This Sheep Demon was not the same as the one at the registration counter, so his attitude towards Li Zheng was indifferent.

"Referee, may I ask, can we use weapons and other items during the match? Are there any taboos?" Li Zheng inquired.

"In fist fights, you can use any means, including weaponry and items, as long as it doesn’t exceed the limit of the match you’re participating in." The Sheep Demon gave a brief explanation.

"Thank you." Li Zheng understood, his right hand hidden under the cloak already grasping the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade.

He wasn’t sure how these Abyss Demon Race assessed his strength, but it matched the Terminal’s evaluation remarkably well.

But he didn’t mind, after all, he had killed so many Star Shining Level beings with his own hands that he couldn’t count them on one hand.

Regardless of the rating, it’s just hot air.

What’s more, the Flame Demon opposite him was thoroughly restrained by him; this match could be summarized in two words: easy victory.

Unfortunately, not everyone on the arena thought the same.

Lorfa grinned menacingly at Li Zheng, "Little guy, your aura feels familiar. Outside the tavern before, that bug flying in the sky was you, wasn’t it?"

Li Zheng knew this was the classic pre-battle trash talk phase, and unceremoniously retorted, "What you’re smelling is probably your own stench."

The Flame Demon tribe often had to soak in lava within volcanoes, so they always carried a very pungent sulfur smell that was hard to eliminate.

"What do you know, insect? This is the price of becoming stronger." Lorfa smiled cruelly, "If you want to concede, you still have a chance now, or else when the match starts, I’ll roast you to a crisp!"

"Make sure to say as much as you can now; otherwise, once you lose, you’ll never have the chance again." With this remark from Li Zheng, he no longer paid attention to Lorfa, quietly waiting for the match to begin.

He now understood why Extraordinary Level matches took so long; every fight began with a five-minute betting phase. How could it not drag on?

But fortunately, it was just five minutes; a little patience and it would pass.

The Sheep Demon timed it, and once five minutes passed, he immediately jumped back onto the stands and shouted, "Betting is over, the betting pool is closed, the match begins!"

Buzz~

The silent barrier activated again, completely isolating the sound from the stands, and the surroundings fell into silence once more.

From chaos to quiet, Li Zheng was momentarily unaccustomed.

"Little guy."

Lorfa clashed his fists together and roared, "Prepare to face the wrath of flame!"

"Heaven-Burning Flame!"

Boom!

With an explosive sound, the entire arena was engulfed in orange flames, and the high-temperature flames soared into the sky, hot enough to crack rocks.

Even the spectators in the stands could feel the scorching heat, causing them to recoil and dodge.

"This is Lorfa’s most skilled attack method, using extreme heat flames for coverage burns, leaving the opponent with nowhere to stand within the arena!"

"I remember he once used this move to roast a Spider Demon alive, and the opponent had no chance to fight back from the beginning until their death!"

"A mere Extraordinary Middle Tier dares to participate in a Star Shining Level fist match. Sigh... still too young."

"We won, get ready to cash in! Although the odds were low, it’s reliable and steady!"

"That little guy is doomed, Lorfa’s Heaven-Burning Flame in such a confined space, unless you overpower your opponent substantially, there’s no chance of winning."

"What a pity, I bet a hundred Abyss Crystals on that little guy for a gamble, and now it seems I’ve lost it all again!"

On the stands, some Demons prepared to discard their betting slips, all believing that Li Zheng could not survive in such an environment.

At this moment, a Demon suddenly pointed at the arena covered in flames and exclaimed in shock, "Look, that little guy isn’t dead! Not only is he not dead, his cloak isn’t even burned!"

"Oh my god, how is that possible? How did he do it?"

The demons who were about to throw away their slips pulled their hands back, looking expectantly at the figure emerging from the flames.

"Is that it?"

Li Zheng taunted, "Flames of this temperature, are you really a Flame Demon?"

"If that’s all you’ve got, then trying to beat me is quite naïve..."