Starting With 3 S-Class Talents Chapter 223 - Recover Your Strength And Dominate The Arena

Chapter 223 - Recover Your Strength And Dominate The Arena

Everyone looked over at Vincent quietly in the arena. Some even stood up to get a better look.

What shocked the surrounding creatures was not Vincent's strength. This was because all the creatures in the audience seats were above level 30. None of them envied Vincent.

What truly shocked and excited the audience was the way he won the match!

It was too shocking and visually appealing!

As the audience, what they wanted to see was this kind of fist-to-fist, b.l.o.o.d.y and cruel life-and-death duel!

The capital of Ultimate Evil was a very safe and peaceful world. It was under the protection of the Lord of Ultimate Evil. Although the various races that lived there had gathered in the capital for various reasons, they had slowly adapted to the life there. They especially liked how peaceful the capital was.

However, after a long period of peace, the bloodthirsty and impulsive desires of the various races could not help but become restless again. Although they liked a peaceful world, they also desired a moderate amount of blood!

The capital of Ultimate Evil had its own rules. Citizens who lived there were not allowed to fight in private, and even more so, they were not allowed to kill!

If they really wanted to resolve their hatred towards one another, they could apply to the Lord of Ultimate Evil and bring their hatred for each other into the Arena of Life and Death. They can then resolve the hatred under the watchful eyes of the audience!

Therefore, the Arena of Life and Death became the only way for all citizens in the capital to ease the bloodl.u.s.t in their hearts!

"The winner of this duel is a Spirit Race male! Starting from the next match, he will have his own name and become a true partic.i.p.ant in the Arena of Life and Death! At the same time, he is also the first member of the Spirit Race to win in history. Let us continue to look forward to his next duel!"

The host's voice reverberated throughout the entire arena. A manager immediately walked over to Vincent's side and escorted him down the arena.

The evillest person on the top floor looked at Vincent's back with a face full of surprise and could not help but sigh, "He is too awesome!"

Irene, who was in the corner, opened her mouth slightly. She was unable to hide the shock in her eyes.

Could the Spirit Race really become stronger?

After Vincent left the arena, the handcuffs on his hands automatically shut together once again. A familiar yet weak electric current spread throughout his entire body.

At the same time, as Vincent was restricted by the handcuffs, the manager did not bother to hold Vincent strictly. Instead, he pushed him to the front desk.

"Spirit Race, you have already won the right to continue the compet.i.tion and can have your own name. You can use your own name, or you can choose a resounding t.i.tle, like the Abyss Despair!" said the octopus monster in charge of recording names. He then lowered his head and flipped through the doc.u.ment in his hands.

"Fire G.o.d!" answered Vincent decisively.

The octopus monster looked up at Vincent and said, "It's indeed a name that suits you very well, but it has already been used by others. Please change your name!"

Vincent frowned. He hated choosing names the most. He did not expect that the only name that came to his mind would have been registered by someone else first.

"What? Haven't you thought it through?" asked the octopus monster impatiently.

Vincent raised his eyebrows and said, "I've thought about it. My name's Fire Asura!"

The octopus monster lowered its head and glanced at the doc.u.ment. It nodded and said, "Not bad. It's a t.i.tle that can be used!"

Then, the octopus monster started to get busy. Soon, it picked up a bracelet with the words 'Fire Asura' engraved on it and put it on Vincent's wrist.

The octopus monster waved its hand and said to the administrator of the arena, "Take it away!"

Vincent, who was observing the wristband, was immediately pushed away from the reception. He was then led to the residential area of the contestants.

"This is your room!"

A large door slowly rose. After the administrator left him with some cold words, he pushed Vincent inside and immediately shut the door.

Vincent stopped and looked up at the sealed room.

There was a bed and bathroom in the room. They both had a simple design. Other than that, there was nothing else in the room!

Vincent sat cross-legged on the bed. He closed his eyes and started to meditate, slowly mobilizing the fire elements in his body.

After possessing the X-Cla.s.s superpower, World Cleansing Fire, Vincent's body was gradually filled with fire elements. When he activated the Flaming Sun Divine Body, the fire elements in his body became even more dense.

Vincent mobilized the fire elements in his body and dispersed them evenly into every pore of his body.

His strength had previously been sealed by the strange abilities of the Weak Water Race. His body was filled with many tiny water droplets. At this moment, Vincent wanted to try and deal with those water droplets!

"Sizzle, sizzle!"

Vincent could hear the sounds of water droplets evaporating. A layer of water vapor gradually rose from Vincent's body, as if he was in the midst of a cloud.

As the water vapor evaporated, Vincent's body gradually became illusory, leaving behind only a faint fiery red color. This was the embodiment of his body's gradual fire spiritualization!

Although the fire element could restrict the Weak Water Race, Vincent's strength was currently sealed. Despite him being efficient, it would still be very time-consuming for him to completely remove the water droplets on his body.

Vincent had long been mentally prepared for this. No matter how much time he needed to spend, he had to first remove the seal on his body!

After an unknown amount of time, Vincent suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, his body had already been completely spiritualized with fire, and the seal on his body had been completely removed!

At this time, Vincent, who was like a Burning Man, quietly looked at the door. There were seven portions of food piled up, and each portion was pitifully small!

"So little food. No wonder many contestants always have to eat their opponents, because they have been hungry for too long!"

Vincent sighed, but then he exclaimed in shock, "It has already been seven days? Then isn't today the day I go on stage again?"

After remembering that he was about to go on stage, Vincent instantly felt a sense of hunger in his stomach. He stood up, went forward, and found two portions of food that still looked fresh. He then ate them in large mouthfuls.

The citizens of the Ultimate Evil Race all came from the Black Hole, so the food there could satisfy many different races.

The food in Vincent's mouth could indeed bring energy to humans, but the taste was not that good. It was even a little disgusting.

However, in order to recover his strength, Vincent endured the strange taste and swallowed the food.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the room door flew opened. Two managers stood in front of the door and said calmly, "Fire Asura, it's your turn!"

Vincent swallowed the last of his food and took a deep breath. He turned around and walked out of the room. He then walked toward the entrance of the arena that was in the distance.

The other contestants in the corridor stepped back unconsciously when they saw Vincent. They looked very afraid.

Vincent smiled slightly and sighed with confidence, "Why are you all so afraid of me? Could it be that my story has been shared around the place for the past few days?"

At that moment, the sound of high heels rang out once again. Irene walked out from the elevator at the side and said softly, "Don't be so narcissistic! They are only low-level contestants below level 15, and you are the strongest low-level contestant as of right now, so of course they will be afraid of you!"

Vincent turned to look at Irene who took the initiative to communicate with him. He could not help but ask, "Strongest? A level 12 creature is already the strongest, it seems that there are not many contestants in the Arena of Life and Death!"

Irene looked at Vincent quietly and said, "In the entire Black Hole world, there are countless scavengers gathering contestants for the capital of the Ultimate Evil. There are constantly battles going on around here every day. What you said earlier was not true at all. It's just that the partic.i.p.ants between level 10 and level 15 were all killed by the Abyss Despair. Therefore, after you defeated the Abyss Despair, you became the strongest low-level partic.i.p.ant!"

After hearing what Irene had said, Vincent could not help but turn his head to look at the partic.i.p.ants on both sides of the corridor. He sighed, "So they are all partic.i.p.ants below level 10. No wonder they are so afraid of me. I guess they are very unwilling to become my opponent!"

Irene's eyes were deep. She was filled with worry and trepidation as she looked at Vincent. She said, "You are thinking too much. As you have proved your strength to everyone in the last match, the Ultimate Evil Lord has arranged for you to meet an intermediate contestant. The contestant has the strength of a level 18 creature!"

Vincent pinched his chin and sighed, "A level 18 creature! It doesn't sound like a very troublesome battle!"

Irene walked forward and stared at Vincent. She said, "You only have the strength of a level 12 creature. Do you know how big the gap between you and a level 18 creature is? Aren't you thinking about the Spirit Race? If you die, wouldn't the Spirit Race be completely wiped out?"

Vincent looked at the excited Irene and suddenly laughed lightly. He raised his hand to gently stroke her hair on her face.

Irene's entire body trembled, but she did not resist, which was rare.

"I am not the last spirit. You are the last spirit!" said Vincent softly.

After saying that, Vincent flashed past Irene and walked towards the arena without the manager behind him urging him to advance.

Irene turned to look at Vincent's back, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"Miss Irene, is there anything else I can help you with?"

The two managers saw Vincent walking towards the arena, so they did not rush to chase after him. Instead, they asked Irene respectfully.

Although this woman did not have any strength, she was still the Lord of Ultimate Evil's adopted daughter. As she was currently helping the Lord manage the capital of Ultimate Evil, her status was naturally very high.

Irene turned her head and said in a petulant manner, "If he can still win this match, then arrange for him to have a few more formidable opponents!"

"Yes!"

The two managers nodded in response. They looked at each other in bafflement. They had originally thought that Irene wanted to take care of Vincent. Although this was something that the Lord of Ultimate Evil had ordered to forbid, it was Irene. They did not dare to go against her.

Who would have thought that Irene's final request was to create more difficulties for Vincent?

A woman's thoughts were really hard to guess!