Amidst the thunderous cheers, both competitors of this betting match stepped onto the ring one after the other.
One of them was the fighter who had previously smashed his opponent's head brutally.
He had an arrogant expression on his face, waving continuously to the audience below with his bare upper body.
Each time he waved, it was met with even greater applause.
"Ahhh, Divine Slaughter is invincible!"
"Divine Slaughter must rip his opponent's head off this time!"
That's right!
This fighter's nickname was indeed Divine Slaughter.
Since becoming a fighter in the killing casino, he had fought hundreds of battles, never losing once, and all his opponents had their heads smashed, thus earning this moniker.
Satisfied with the audience's reaction, this "Divine Slaughter" looked smugly at his opponent for this round.
Compared to his arrogance, this opponent appeared much more low-key.
