Green Pepper was the one who had experienced the pain the most over the years. He was constantly thinking about revenge and how he could make Garp suffer the same pain as him.
Hatred was like a double-edged sword. It was constantly tormenting its master, making him live in hell.
A single thought could turn one into a demon, a single thought could turn one into a Buddha. When hatred arose, one would fall into hell, and when hatred was extinguished, one would ascend to heaven.
It took a while for Don Chinjao to recover from his daze. If Kirito wanted to kill him, he would've done it hundreds of times already.
"Hmph!
If you want to resolve this hatred, do what you promised first! "Green Pepper snorted coldly and left.
Kirito was overjoyed. Since Green Pepper had said so, it meant that he had agreed to most of it. As long as he could successfully take back what he had lost, he would be able to resolve the hatred between the two of them.
While Green Pepper was telling Kirito and Dishue the story, Group A's match was already over. When the two of them were arguing about this matter, Group B's match had already been decided.
The people below were cleaning up the battlefield. Seeing that Kirito and the others were about to go on stage, they did not have much time to waste.
Kirito, who was in a good mood, happily walked towards the lounge. Just a moment ago, the lounge was filled with arrogant and despotic people. Now, it had completely turned into a refugee camp.
Countless people were lying on the ground, groaning. There were even more people who had fallen unconscious. Some of them were even on their last breaths. It seemed that they were about to die.
Humans were really cruel. They actually had the heart to watch their own kind kill each other in order to pursue that perverted pleasure.
But then again, these people were not slaves in the arena. There was no need for them to participate in this kind of competition.
If it were not for greed, how would they have ended up like this?
They had spent money and lost their lives. Wasn't the biggest reason why they had done so?
It didn't take long for Group C to enter the arena. Kirito also entered the arena along with the others.
After the staff repeatedly confirmed that no one had missed the time, they finally announced the start of the competition.
The door was already closed. Even if he rushed over now, it would be useless. If he didn't show up at the stipulated time, it would be equivalent to forfeiting.
As soon as the competition began, everyone had already chosen their opponents and began to fight. The scene suddenly became bloody and violent.
The people who fell at the beginning would become the sacrificial lambs of this competition. After losing a lot of blood, they would have to endure trampling and impact. Their chances of survival were slim. Even if they were cured, they would become disabled.
However, Kirito's performance surprised everyone. He actually laid on the grass with his hands as his pillow.
Everyone else was nervous to death, but he was as relaxed as if he was on an outing. It really made him angry, but his actions in the lounge had undoubtedly deterred everyone. Very few people dared to provoke him, this difficult bone to chew.
However, the audience did not see his performance. They came here for the thrill, so they could only curse and look away.
The strange scene of no one fighting Kirito was also taken as a sign that no one wanted to fight Kirito.
Kirito wanted to recover his energy. He still had to heal Green Pepper's head later. Besides, in this kind of situation, there was a mix of good and bad contestants. There was really no need for him to fight.
He might as well wait for the strongest contestants to emerge before making any plans. When the time came, he would be able to fight to his heart's content.
Of course, it wasn't that no one came to disturb him. Kirito closed his eyes and rested his head on his hands. It was undoubtedly the best time to sneak up on him. Getting rid of this troublesome fellow would also mean one less person!
However, without exception, all the people who tried to sneak up on him were mysteriously thrown out as soon as they made their move. They didn't even see Kirito make his move.
Because of this, no one came to provoke him. Even if they lost, they would rather lose clearly.
If they lost inexplicably, the depression in their hearts would be indescribable. People with weak hearts would probably vomit blood from anger.
However, it was strange. Although the people who tried to sneak up on Kirito were thrown out, they were unharmed. Other than the psychological blow, they were able to immediately get up and continue fighting.
Everyone couldn't help but guess. Could it be that this guy's Devil Fruit could prevent people from getting close to him, but it couldn't hurt others?
If that was the case, it really made people wonder if this skill was strong or weak.
Of course, the ability to prevent people from getting close to him could guarantee that no one could kill him. However, if he couldn't hurt others, then he couldn't eliminate the enemy.
How could he fight like this?
Could he just stare his opponent to death?
This guy also came out to fight. It really didn't know if he was here to be a bystander or to be a joke.
Since they couldn't get close to him, it meant that he had to be one of the four spots. The others fought even harder.
Before the people in the battle could say anything, the audience in the stands immediately began to object.
Kirito was a new face. None of them bet on Kirito to win. If he only relied on this ability to get a spot, all the audience present would lose. And they would have to watch themselves lose. How painful it would be!
There was a saying that the customer was God. These people had spent money to watch the gladiator fight. If they were unhappy, how could they let it go? However, the contestants had also spent money to watch the gladiator fight. This was really difficult!
In the end, the arena warned Kirito according to the principle of the minority obeying the majority. "Contestant Newt, if you don't fight, we will deprive you of your qualification according to the rules!"
This sentence was said through the live broadcast Den Den Mushi, so it was exceptionally loud. It completely overshadowed the voices of the protesting audience.
Everyone suddenly quieted down. The audience wanted to see how Kirito would choose.
The other contestants looked at Kirito gloatingly. His ability was really too strange. It would be best if he was deprived of his qualification by the arena.
Kirito sat up calmly. He stretched lazily and yawned before saying indifferently, "What's wrong?
Is there any rule in the arena that says that contestants are not allowed to sleep? "
The sound of books being flipped quickly came from the arena. After a long time, they said helplessly, "There is no such rule. We will revoke the warning and apologize to you!"
Kirito lay down again and muttered discontentedly, "Really, disturbing my sleep for no reason. It's so boring!"