This was an underground fighting arena, dark, damp, and faintly filled with the stench of blood—a place that excited those who thrived in darkness.
As the car approached, a swarm of spectators burst forth, their numerous eyes all fixed on the vehicle.
The moment the "Dragon King" emerged, someone recognized him and exclaimed, "It's the Dragon King."
"Which Dragon King?" Some were less informed about his great renown.
"Remember that battle five years ago? The Dragon King fought everyone present single-handedly and from then on, his fame spread across the Imperial Capital, becoming its number one master. But after that battle, he vanished as if he had never existed, and there was no news of him. A few months ago, the Dragon King reappeared in the martial world, but he was heard of, yet not seen. I didn't expect the Dragon King to show up here."
"My God, it's him. Does his coming here today mean another fight is about to happen?"
