Love At The Wrong Table

“Well… I’m going then!”.

Emmanuel wasted no time and quickly got into a car after leaving the office building.

By evening, he was wearing a half-wolf mask and appeared in a large boxing arena with Nathan.

Onza’s area was approximately 2.5 times larger than Yeringham and was divided into several major districts.

The Eastern Star Mountain that Emmanuel and Sarah had previously visited was located in the southwest district of Onza. Now, Emmanuel found himself in the central-southern district of Onza.

This area was home to many mysterious and massive buildings, such as the boxing arena they were in tonight. These places were privately controlled and had strong backgrounds. Even the police in Onza found it difficult to enter these places, let alone conduct extensive searches.

“Master, you’ve arrived at the perfect time. Do you understand the rules of the Grand Martial Showdown?” Nathan explained the rules of the Grand Martial Showdown to Emmanuel as they walked.

This was a large-scale martial arts tournament jointly organized by the major forces in Chanaea. It was like the World Cup of the martial arts world.

It would last for 35 days!

The first 32 days were considered the preliminary rounds, and only the last 3 days were the thrilling finals!

2 winners were determined each day, making a total

people could be representatives of a family or a force organization who had already registered for the tournament, or they could be some independent fighters that were commonly known

forces could register a maximum of 3 participants for the tournament. If they had less than 3 participants, they could recruit the winners of these 32

if a certain family or force did not have even one participant in the final match, they

more participants there were in the final match, the more powerful the force was considered to be, and

fighter from a certain force won the championship, they would be honored as the martial champion, and their reputation would resound throughout Nuthana and even Chanaea. Who would dare to

understood the significance of martial strength for a family or force. However, after coming to this arena and

where he was regarded as a deity because of his immense

is not your

a group of people into the VIP area of the arena, and a voice filled

where he was regarded as a deity because of

is not your territory. What are you doing here?”

people into the VIP area of the arena, and a voice filled with vigilance and hostility came from

the person speaking. It was Blaze, whom he had seen

was wearing a mask, so Blaze didn’t recognize him, and