Arena of Glory

After walking around the whole Miragecatcher City, he stopped before an special looking building, filled with mysterious ornaments and designs. It looked sturdy and pretty tall from his perspective.

He took further notice of the golden cardboard pasted on the side, "Arena of Glory!"

"..." Zhen Long looked from a distance, and was still able to identify the characters on the cardboard.

'So, the dark sphere even gave me the knowledge about their languages, huh.' He inwardly thought while analyzing the information plastered on the cardboard.

After a few seconds, he finally was able to read the whole cardboard and managed to get the gist of this place, Arena of Glory.

'Basically, an arena where you can learn more fighting experiences and earn money…'

'In planet Earth, this kind of place are illegal…' He inwardly thought, as his gaze locked onto the cardboard.

"Just the right place." He mumbled, as he slowly and leisurely walked towards the inner building.

Zhen Long walked straight to the reception, as a worker took notice of his presence.

'I can't feel his cultivation, is he a cripple? However, those movements… aren't something that anybody can imitate' The worker inwardly thought, as he prepared himself.

"What brings you here, dear sir?" He was unusually more amiable and gentle, compared to when he usually talks to other cultivators that was interested in participating at their competition.

"How does the competition work?" Zhen Long asked the worker, he was straight to the point.

"Sir, I'm sure that you must have heard of the Arena. It basically works like any competition out there. However, you will start from the very bottom regardless of your cultivation base. So, every new participants won't have his cultivation base tested, as you will work your way towards the pinnacle of strength here."

"What is the strongest' combat prowess?" He asked with a steady tone of voice.

"Our champion is rumored to be at 10th Stage of Spirit Profound Realm. However, that is just an estimation. No one really knows his cultivation base, as I said sir, that every participant will start from the very bottom."

"As for the earning process, bets will be made by those audience. You'll get 50% of those bets if you won a match. Any questions, sir?"

"Is killing allowed?" He asked the worker, as the latter noticed his vibrant green eyes. The worker had his spine shudder uncontrollably.

"Unfortunately, you can indeed kill here sir. However, almost the time, these persons would have trump cards so they can escape. It's rare here for someone to be killed in the process."

"I see…" He mumbled quietly, as the worker broke into cold sweats.

'What the hell is that, what was that feeling?' The worker asked himself as he involuntarily gulped.

"I'm going to join your so-called competition." Zhen Long said indifferently, as his calm eyes gazed unto the worker.

"What's your name, sir?"

"Can it be any name I want?"

"Of course, sir."

"Let it be, Gilgamesh." Zhen Long said his desired name quietly.

"When are you going to start, sir?" The worker nervously asked.

"Now." Zhen Long said, as he looked straight at the wall behind the worker.

The worker seemed to have noticed him, as he involuntarily asked, "Now?"

"Yes, now."