Martial Arts Worlds

"May I get your seat?" Ambrose touched one of the pirate's shoulders. "Please?"

"No way!" The pirate firmly said. "You expect me to stand for the entire duration of the competition? Hell nah."

Ambrose smiled and then tossed the pirate off the chair before sitting down on it.

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"The hell?" The pirate stood up angrily and turned to Ambrose with hands clenched into fists. "You bastard!"

"What're you going to do?" Ambrose turned to him with a cold look. "I know I haven't been here for a year, but when did you start to think I had turned soft?"

"That's enough!" A gray-bearded man said. "Ambrose must be feeling landsick. Standing for him must be rough, so be a good friend and offer him a seat!"

"…" The pirate gritted his teeth, then bowed and said, "Please, have my seat."

"Gladly!" Ambrose laughed, crossed his legs, and turned to the pit. "Any good matches today?"

"The main event is some brawl between 3-Star slaves," the gray-bearded man said.

"Oh? I don't mind watching some Martial Masters duel it out," Ambrose said, but to someone of his level, it was the level of two kids fighting.

"I happened to see your new bounty. You've been attracting quite a bit of attention lately," the gray-bearded man said. "It might become dangerous for you if you keep this up,"

"Heh, it increased again?" Ambrose laughed. "Can you show me?"

The gray-bearded man pulled out his phone and then took out the bounty app. There were bounty posters floating all around the World Seas, but there was also an application on the phone where it was way easier to see all the bounties.

After pulling out the bounty, he handed the phone to Ambrose.

"Oh?" Ambrose rubbed his chin and laughed. "I am looking quite good in the picture.

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[DEAD OR ALIVE]

[Name: Ambrose Galemaul]

[Association: Silver Hunt Pirates]

[Role: Captain]

[Rank: Middle Stage Martial King]

[Bounty: 71,120 Gold Coins]

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"Oh, over 70 thousand!" Ambrose laughed. "I might have to start fearing that one of my men might backstab me for the bounty!"

"A valid concern," the gray-bearded man said with a wry smile. "Don't your pirate crew kill and fight each other? You should whip them into shape before one of them decides to take that bounty and run."

"Haha, that is indeed a problem!" Ambrose grinned. "By the way, I happened to visit that wall of the mist. It was quite an experience!"

"You did?!" The gray-bearded man looked surprised. "And you made it back alive? Impressive."

"I visited; I didn't say I went through it!" Ambrose laughed. "I saw some tentacles moving inside the mist. They were so big that they could block out the sun. I immediately turned the ship around and ran back here!"

"I guess you aren't as reckless as you seem," the gray-bearded man said with a sigh. "To get to the Dead World, you would have to cross that treacherous wall of mist. It's not worth it."

"Haha, but we sent one of our misbehaving crew members into the mist with a rowboat!" Ambrose laughed. "He didn't come back!"

"And he won't be coming back…" the gray-bearded man massaged his head. "With a rowboat? Are you insane?"

"Well, we voted." Ambrose shrugged his shoulders. "And majority rules."

"Oh god…"

At that moment, the crowd started to cheer as the first matches of the fighting pit started.

"…" Ambrose leaned against his hand and yawned.

He didn't expect there to be anything interesting today.

…

Within the dirty and dark waiting room, Kiernan and Julian watched as the slaves entered the fighting pit and returned covered in blood and sweat.

Some slaves didn't return at all.

"Next is your turn!" The guard shouted to the two young men. "You will be announced first, and then your opponents!"

"Alright, let's do this, Tobias." Julian fist-bumped with Kiernan.

Julian was dressed in all-white clothing. A high-collared shirt with matching pants and a belt. It was a stark contrast to Kiernan's all-black attire.

They were just like yin and yang.

While Julian looked pure with his white hair after the red hair stands were removed, Kiernan looked wild and villainous.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The wild, long black hair flowed freely around his face, giving him a menacing appearance. However, coupled with his handsome face, it was a charming combination.

Outside the waiting room, the announcer shouted into the microphone.

"Today, in the Secondary Main Event, we have an interesting fight at our hands.

"The challengers are new in our land of pirates. Captured from a mere passenger vessel, the slave house master immediately noticed their talent for fighting!

"Coming from the bright lands of the Martial World, we have Tobias Reiner and Jason Leonhardt!"

The rusty gates raised open, and through the entrance, the two young men arrived at the pit, and they immediately attracted all the audience's attention.

With their unique looks and attires, it made them charming like no other fighters in the competition.

Within the best seats on the front row, Otto anxiously plucked at his beard. The rest of the spectators clapped their hands.

"Oh, this might be interesting," a wealthy noblewoman fanned her face with a smile.

While she looked like a pure and fancy noblewoman, she was actually the wife of a wealthy pirate, who was currently out at sea. That was the same with other noblewomen attending the event.

In the Pirate Kingdom, those who weren't slaves were all criminals.

"And their opponents have already made a name for themselves in the Pirate Kingdom!" The announcer shouted. "From Loid's barracks, the murderous men of the sea, the Corsairs!"

Through the entrance, two tanned-skinned brothers with long, braided hair and fierce expressions emerged. They looked like Vikings..

"Haaah!" Alex Corsair raised his fist with a loud scream, his eyes hungry for victory.

"Wohoo!" Adam Corsair smacked his broad chest with the side of his fist.

The crowd cheered loudly for them.

"Corsair brothers? Seriously?" Otto's expression looked ugly.

"Haha, don't look so dispirited, Otto."

Behind him, a mocking-sounding voice came.

"Loid…" Otto turned to the handsome, yet young-looking, blond-haired man.

"You know it's all in good fun." Loid said with a laugh and fanned his face with his hat. "Let's enjoy the fight, shall we?"

'Cock-eating, cunt!' Otto turned back to the pit. 'Jason, Tobias, don't you dare let me down now!'