Chapter 551 Hunting Time

Chapter 551 Hunting Time

Bill, a boy from the slums, couldn't believe his eyes. Although he trained himself and Rada every day for this battle, when he really won and won the prize money needed to treat his mother, everything seemed like a dream.

On the contrary, the clown who is the host of the Arena of All Beasts looked as pale as death. This young man was not a "shill" arranged in advance by the arena. If he was allowed to take the prize money like this, the bloodthirsty audience in the stands would probably not be satisfied.

Sure enough, within a few moments, the audience was filled with boos.

"Tch, boring."

"How could a kid like this win the game? I don't believe it. There must be something fishy going on!" said a well-dressed lady.

"Although I bet on this kid to win, I have to say this match is not interesting at all. I seriously suspect that the boss behind the fighting arena is manipulating the match."

"That's right!"

Even the audience members who won the bet joined in the booing. To them, a little jackpot was nothing big. In comparison, it was really fun to see a poor boy with no background being toyed with by fate!

The clown saw this and rolled his eyes. His face was immediately filled with a hypocritical smile. He said loudly, "Dear audience, please be patient! Although the wolfhound is temporarily unconscious, the outcome of this match has not yet been decided. It will not be too late to determine the outcome of this match after we are sure whether the wolfhound has really lost its ability to fight."

What does this mean? Bill was filled with resentment, but for the sake of his mother's medical expenses, he could only suppress his resentment and grievance and quietly wait for the result of the game.

The clown trotted to the front of the wolfhound and pretended to examine it. While no one was paying attention, he took out a potion from his pocket and quietly injected it into the wolfhound.

Of course, all this naturally did not escape Yang Ming's eyes.

"It's the 'strength agent' that was previously circulated on the black market," Yang Ming thought to himself, "It seems that the Ten Thousand Beast Arena doesn't want to pay the prize money honestly. Not only that, they also want the boy's life."

"Ow—"

As the potion was injected, the wolfhound suddenly opened its bright red eyes. Its originally languid body instantly became tall and mighty, its muscles bulged, and its originally dull hair became shiny. Its eyes were full of madness and brutality, and it was completely free of the weakness it had when it was unconscious.

The big wolfhound struggled hard and bent the steel pipe that was stuck on its neck. Then it turned around and approached Bill and little Rada.

The Joker had already hidden behind the bulletproof glass, watching the scene with a gloating look on his face.

Bill didn't expect that the big wolfhound he had just knocked down would suddenly wake up, and he was immediately frightened and at a loss. However, his little Rada, regardless of his own injuries and fatigue, dragged his shaky body to protect his "little master" behind him.

When the audience saw the big wolfhound stand up again, they became excited instantly, and cheers and whistles rang out one after another.

"Haha, there's something good to watch now!"

"Kill that kid and his useless little Rattata!"

"Hehe, I want to see a river of blood!"

The clown returned to the podium triumphantly and announced loudly: "The wolfhound has regained its fighting ability, the game continues!"

"What? This is not fair!" Bill came to his senses and protested loudly. But neither the clown nor the audience was moved. Seeing that the big wolfhound was already in front of him, he could only give up protesting and command the little Rattata to fight the enemy with all his strength.

But how could the injured little Rattata be a match for the big wolfhound that had been injected with medicine? The latter just flicked its tail and threw the already exhausted little Rattata away.

"Little Rada!" Bill wanted to rush over to the unconscious little Rada immediately, but because he was too scared, Bill's legs trembled unconsciously, making it difficult for him to move.

"Alright! Tear that useless Pokémon into pieces!"

"It's better to eat the little devil as well."

Amid the audience's shouts, the big wolfhound walked towards the unconscious little Rada step by step. It opened its huge scarlet mouth and aimed at the little Rada's neck, ready to bite it.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a big hole was instantly opened in the wall of the contestant lounge. When the audience and other contestants reacted, they found that the lid of the large iron cage in the center of the duel arena had been opened at some point.

At the same time, a man wearing a Magikarp mask appeared in the iron cage at some point, and under his feet was an unconscious wolfhound.

"It's that idiot who calls himself the Giant Shark King. Why is he in the iron cage?"

"Another nosy messenger of justice. When was the last time someone like this came out?"

"I don't know, but why didn't I see clearly how the big wolfhound was knocked down by him?"

The audience was talking about it, and did not take this "young man" seriously. After all, in the territory of the Miare Gang, such a messenger of justice would only be chopped up and fed to the sharp-toothed fish in the sewer.

"It seems that there is no need for us to take action this time, Laplace," the masked woman in the VIP room silently took back the Poké Ball, "but I didn't expect that a quasi-king-level master would appear here. I just don't know who he is..."

Bill came back to his senses from the shock. He immediately rushed to the little Rattata, carefully held it in his arms, and looked at the man wearing the Magikarp mask with gratitude.

"Kid, if you care about everything you cherish, leave here immediately." Yang Ming said coldly.

Bill hesitated: "But the bonus..."

"Get out of here!"

With Yang Ming's roar, Bill calmed down instantly. Indeed, under the control of the Ten Thousand Beast Arena, the so-called million-dollar bonus was just a scam.

Thinking of this, Bill no longer hesitated. He bowed deeply to Yang Ming, then ran out of the court holding little Rada.

"Who allowed you to let that kid get away!" The clown was furious. He picked up the microphone and screamed, "Security, take him and that kid down for me!"

"Waste, who allowed you to speak?" With Yang Ming's cold shout, a vine stretched out from the wall, directly pierced through the thick bulletproof glass, and pulled off one of the clown's arms.

"Wow! My hand!"

The clown's screams echoed in the arena, and blood splattered on several spectators who were close to him. People were stunned at first, and then burst into even crazier shouts. Some people were frightened and started running towards the exit.

"None of you can leave without my permission."

Before he finished speaking, everyone felt their bodies stagnate, and an invisible gravity made it difficult for them to move. Beside Yang Ming, Picosi waved his fingers, constantly creating gravity.

"Don't you guys really like playing with life?" Yang Ming laughed grimly. "Unfortunately, I have the same hobby as you do. But compared to being a bystander, I prefer to do it myself and enjoy the thrill of killing."

"Now, it's time to hunt."