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The divine light in his eyes also began to dim.    

The man in the Ghost Mask stood where he was. He raised the spear in his hands with both hands and stepped on the back of the man in front of him. The man let out a miserable cry.    

However, it did not arouse the sympathy of the people in the audience.    

Although many of them were quite disappointed that they could see the death of the man with the Ghost Mask today, after the reversal, their enthusiasm was completely ignited after the reversal.    

One by one, they stood on their seats and began to shout hysterically. The man with the ghost mask stood on the scene and enjoyed the scene very much.    

His eyes were filled with madness.    

In fact, he knew very well that he would not be able to win a hundred matches alive. The arena would definitely stop such a thing from happening.    

After all, there was a Battle King who had won a hundred matches. Other than making the audience even crazier, they would not receive any benefits. Moreover, they would have to pay him so many benefits according to the agreement.    

How could the person who set up the arena be that kind of Bodhisattva? How could he tolerate such a thing to happen?    

He reckoned that as long as he won a few more rounds, the people from the arena would feel that the effects of using him to attract the audience had already begun to decline. They would have to arrange for a powerful enemy to kill him.    

This ghost masked man was quite clear that his current life was only counting down. There was not much time left for him to live, but after entering the colosseum, he had no intention of leaving this place alive. He just wanted to enjoy himself in the last few days.    

In this aspect, the arena was quite generous. Anyone who won the battle would be served by beautiful women. There were also all kinds of things that could be met as long as they didn't make unreasonable demands.    

They would then give the best medicinal herbs to help heal their injuries. When their injuries were basically fine, they would have to return to the battlefield.    

As for pretending to be seriously injured and muddling through the process, that was simply impossible.    

All the doctors here were sent by the God Clan. It was easy to tell whether they were in good health or not.    

The man with the Ghost Mask grabbed the long spear in his hand and stabbed it into the back of the tiger's head.    

It ended the man's life.    

After the man with the Ghost Mask did all this, it wasn't enough. The spear stopped and the man's head was cut off.    

The man bent down and picked up the mask that had been revealed to the ground. He then took off the tiger mask on his head.    

He let out a furious roar towards the sky.    

Then, he took the mask in his hand and walked in another direction without looking back.    

He didn't even have his spear or weapon in his hand.    

The people in the field shouted excitedly. Seeing such an exciting scene made them feel that they had earned too much today.    

After the ghost masked man left.