Achilles

Two days have passed and fortunately, the three youths whom Ciro has beaten badly did not come harassing which made Ciro sigh in relief. These three days, when Xiao Pang awakened Ciro told him about what happened the night when he passed out but kept the part about the slave contract and instead told him that they were somehow connected to each other due to his help.

Ciro was worried that when he told the truth Xiao Pang wouldn't like the sound of having his life under someone's hand.

Fortunately, Xiao Pang did not ask a single thing which is contrary to Ciro's expectations. Later when Xiao Pang recovered completely Ciro help him do exercise and cooked food for him in order to improve the physique of Xiao Pang. Ciro in his past life was a cook. He did not work in a big restaurant or in a five-star hotel but a cook for his family. His family is poor which is why he knows how to cook. Not just that after he comes back home after school, all the works that a housewife or the work of a mother was done by him. Which is why the inside of his house was neat and tidy.

Maybe it's because of his mother's personality which is that she didn't like how their house being in a disorder. That made him accustomed.

Ciro didn't dislike or ashamed at the things he did in the past instead he finds it helpful especially now that he is living alone.

After eating they continued to train Xiao Pang together at the mountain where he killed Mo Yang and the others. This is the only way for Xiao Pang to grow.

Another day has passed and today was the day Ciro had his official match. Someone from the arena notified him about the upcoming match. Ciro notified Xiao Pang that they would be going to the arena and told him to participate. Xiao Pang was hesitant at first but couldn't decline anymore since he was dragged along.

Inside the arena.

"If you dare to sign up for the death battle, you must have made up your mind knowing that your life was at stake right?" The burly man with a long scar on his cheeks said excluding with a fierce aura surrounding him.

"My name is Gard. I admire someone like you. Truly impressive a real man should be like this!"

'So his name was Gard.' Ciro thought.

Ciro's description of Gard is that he is like an impenetrable wall, aggressive, cruel and cold…

"Boy, if you want I can double your reward, in exchange take your opponent's head! His name was Achilles. If you don't dare, get out of the arena now!" Gard's sharp eyes fell on Ciro's face, but Ciro wore a disguise even if Gard looked at him carefully they wouldn't know the difference.

Ciro thought quickly and finally made up his mind, "Okay I accept."

Seeing the Ciro wasn't even afraid, Gard nodded in satisfaction, "Good!"

"Also can you find him a match in the lower level arena? I want to temper him there." Ciro said while pointing at Xiao Pang wearing the same makeup as Ciro.

"That's not a problem but... Using the arena to temper himself? Hahaha, are joking with me? Do you want your friend to use the lower-arena because you want to temper him? What a bold word! Humph..."

Gard was really shocked by what Ciro was saying. This is the first time someone shamelessly made a request like that.

At the arena, the noises echoed in the stage because 'Achilles' was already on the stage, but his opponent No. 89 hasn't appeared yet.

At this time, a beautiful woman at the age of 20 with a revealing attire walked onto the stage and spoke with the power of magical amplification, "Everyone! Sorry for waiting! The exciting battle will now begin in a minute! A mysterious challenger who challenge 'Achilles' with four-game winning streak! The initial bet is still valid!"

Judging from the cheers of the audience, the majority was supportive of 'Achilles' who had won three consecutive victories in the previous battles. When No. 89 appeared ​​on the stage, his unnatural figure made more audiences inclined toward Achilles. There were only a small number of people who originally bet on the No. 89 for fun because of his shocking nickname.

Achilles was a strong muscular man with a fierce look. Based on his record of three consecutive victories, he was definitely an experienced veteran. When the two men were facing each other on the stage, Achilles grinned and showed his strong muscular body, "Kid, with a nickname Lucifer... Rest assured, I don't care if you called yourself Lucifer. What I care about is how to torture you. Generally, I like to break my enemy's limbs first, then dig out the heart and finally squeeze the head until it explodes. Are you ready?"

Cruelty and violence had always been the theme of the arena. For the people living in an era where the strong eats the weak, the more bloody and exciting the battle, the more excited the audience. Those words made more people cheered for Achilles loudly.

Ciro did not bother Achilles. The experience he's been through and the effort he made during the harsh training regime in the past came to his mind. Although it was difficult, he overcomes all of those in order to survive in this harsh world. Yet, it was a different case now. It was truly a battle of life and death. However, Ciro didn't regret. What was meant to come was meant to come. Eventually, he had to face actual combat.

'A small chick needs to learn how to spread his wings and learn how to fly in order to be independent'

This match was not only his first battle in the arena but technically, his first true actual fight in his two lifetimes.

"No. 89, do you have any battle declaration?" The charming woman brought her hand that was casting magical amplification close to Ciro.

"What are my and my friend's odds?"

Ciro's question stunned the beautiful woman and then she replied proficiently, "Because your a challenger, almost no one made a bet from you and your friend so your odds are now at 1:100 as well as your friend."

"The odds are so high? So I earn 100-folds if I bet that I'll win?" Ciro took 4 silver and threw it to the woman, "I bet 2 silver towards me and 2 silver at my friend."

The succubus didn't expect the mysterious No. 89 to do that. She received the silver coin, and immediately said, "The bet is accepted!"

The beautiful woman received the silver and smiled professionally, "Okay, I will first announce the rules. If there is no special condition, the battle is required to end within an hour. If victory is not decided when the time is up, sir Gard will judge the outcome."

"This time the fight is an empty-handed! No weapons are allowed except your own body!" Then a beautiful woman carefully stepped back a few meters and shouted, "Then I announce that the game begins!"

At the moment when the beautiful woman said "begins", Achilles immediately made a move. Ciro had become accustomed to the unexpected attack since Ciro trained to react fast in an unexpected attack like this, so he was well prepared. He slightly moved his body and avoided. Achilles' moves were even more ruthless; it frequently aimed at the critical spots. Ciro parried a few punches, and he felt that his opponent's strength was much greater than him; he was relatively weaker in terms of strength.

No wonder he wins are consecutive at the arena. Although his words were arrogant, his experience showed during the battle. After an ineffective trial round of quick attacks, Achilles stopped pursuing and started to control the rhythm of the battle. Ciro was still suppressed all along; he had almost no chance to counterattack.

Although he had been careful on defense, eventually he still left an opening. While Achilles faked a kick and passed by Ciro, Achilles' sharp hands like blade slice Ciro's abdomen. Suddenly, blood was gushing out and dyed a large area of his clothes red.

After Lance succeeded his first strike, his attacks began to become more and more fierce. The injuries on Ciro's body were also gradually increasing.

"Bang!", a punch hit on his back, and the pain was deep internally. He took advantage of Ciro's unsteadiness and began his aggressive attacks.