All-in-One System: All I Need is Erotic Coins

Chapter 312: Closer Look of the Fights

The girls were sucking his cock while he watched the next fights. It was starting to get more interesting when compared to the first fights.

In fact, Damian was surprised to see that one participant was powerful, and could potentially last against him for a few moves, which was something rare for those parts.

The fighter in question was a bulky man who fought only using his fists. All it took for him to win against his opponents was one punch.

Damian got excited while watching the fight. He wanted to go down there and beat up that man just for fun. And he even got a chance!

The person who had been organizing the event called out to everyone who wished to participate in the fights that night.

"I’ll be making a battle royale, and the top 5 will enter the fights tonight. Anyone can join, and it’s free, but be advised that you can be seriously hurt, or even die!"

After hearing the proposal, not many people wanted to try. It was just not worth it. Despite the high rewards from winning, the chance of dying was high, too.

"I’ll participate," Damian said as he looked down to see the girls sucking his cock.

He came on their faces, dropping his liquid into their mouths, face and hair. The girls loved it, but were scared too.

"Are you sure? I thought you were just a merchant who couldn’t find," the petite girl said. "No offense."

"None taken. I’ll be fighting with a disguise, and please, stay inside the room and don’t leave. I’ll be back later when the fights are over to pay you," Damian said.

He then changed his appearance in front of the girls. They could not believe what their eyes were seeing. It was the first time they witnessed such a strange thing.

"H-How?"

There was no time for Damian to explain about his powers. In fact, there was no need for him to explain that to the sluts he had hired to fuck that night.

He changed his appearance back again and left the room. The only reason he changed it in front of the girls was so that they knew who he was during the fights.

"I’ll be back later. Don’t bother them, please," Damian said to the guard protecting his VIP area.

The guard nodded. He knew that only the powerful and rich merchants had the money to pay for that place, so there was no way he would act disrespectfully in front of someone like Damian.

Damian left and went to the area in the coliseum where the fighters stayed. It was like the resting are they used before entering the fights. He changed his appearance and went there to register his name.

He was using a new appearance, one of a skinny man with long hair and a beard. The appearance resembled a homeless person, and Damian even took out his clothes, only wearing his pants, which he ripped apart.

The shirt was gone, as well as his shoes. When he entered the registering area, he saw way more people than he had expected. There were at least 40 people registering for the battle.

"Are you here to register?" a person with a notepad said.

Everyone’s gaze was on Damian the moment he gave his name for registration. They couldn’t believe someone like Damian would try his luck in that fight.

Not only did Damian look like he had been starving for a long time, his aura was not a powerful one. Damian hid it well so that the others saw him like a normal person.

The fighters participating quickly forgot about Damian and continued to prepare for the upcoming battle. They were staring at the participants, who looked strong, which was not Damian’s case.

After the registration period ended, all the fighters entered the arena, and the person organizing the event said to everyone present.

"These people will fight in a battle royal, and the five who survive will have the right to participate in more fights tonight, and face our reigning champion!"

The reigning champion he talked about was the man who had been winning the fights by only using his fists.

Damian heard what the man said to understand the rules of the fight. Apparently, it was not a fight till death. Anyone could give up at any moment and leave the arena. After a person gave up, you couldn’t attack the person anymore, or else you would be executed in the middle of the arena.

They were being serious about the rules, and no one wanted to break them, including Damian. Not that he was scared of anyone there, but he didn’t want the headache it would bring him.

"Fighters, please, prepare for the fight!"

There were a total of 43 fighters, and each one of them stood in a different part of the arena. The arena was big, so the fighters were far from each other.

When the fight started, Damian did nothing. He sat in the arena and closed his eyes. He was not worried about facing anyone there.

"What is that man doing? Why is he even allowed to enter the fight?" a person watching the fights said.

"I don’t know. Maybe he’s trying to get some money to buy food? I could give him something to eat. It’s not worth it to risk your life over this," someone else said.

They were judging Damian by his appearance, which was understandable. With that appearance, plus the fact he had a weak aura, no one believed he had a change of winning the fight.

Some people were even yelling for him to give up, saying that they would give him a week of free food. Even the owner of a famous restaurant on the island wanted to help Damian.

It gave Damian a good feeling. The people looked like they truly wanted to help.

Fights broke out around Damian. Everyone was trying to be at the top 5 to pass to the next round. One fighter walked toward Damian with a malicious look.

"Open your eyes, man! They are trying to get you!"

The people yelled to warn Damian. Damian had his eyes closed, but he could see it very well. The person coming for him would not last a second against him.