553 The Cruelty of the Battlefield (1/2)

”Bro, that dude is incredible,” the other doorman standing on the side said when he looked back onto the smashed scraps on the ground.

Qingfeng had intimidated the crowd by turning the gun into pieces within seconds.

The short-hair man said, ”Remember, never mess with him in the future. I feel like I was facing a wolf that could kill me any second.”

Everyone kept nodding as they were all terrified by Qingfeng. They have never seen such an invincible man before.

”Master, you are unbelievable,” Black Panther said to Qingfeng admirably. He was still amazed by Qingfeng's power even if he was already extremely powerful himself.

He felt lucky to have become Qingfeng's minion. Otherwise, he would have had a tough time dealing with this kind of enemy.

Qingfeng smiled faintly since he really didn't think of them as threats, apart from the Kings.

The Eastern Sea Arena was a large majestic battlefield built from black marble slabs. An enormous 300-meter-high black platform was set in the middle, separating the contestants and the audience.

”Head, we need to sign up for the battle first. Follow me.”

Qingfeng nodded and went to sign up with Black Panther.

The registration stand was set up in a vacant area. A gray-haired senior was registering contestants for the battle behind the table and was protected by a 2-meter tall man with muscles bulging from his back.

This senior is Sanxing Liu. He was not only the registration manager of the battle arena but also the supervisor here.

”Hello, I'd like to sign up for the Heroes List battle,” Qingfeng said after he walked up to the senior.

Sanxing frowned and said after taking a glance at Qingfeng, ”You have to pay 100,000 Yuan for registration.”

What? 100,000 registration fee?

Qingfeng frowned with discontent. He remembered that Black Panther told him the registration only charged 10,000 Yuan. How come it suddenly raised to 100,000 Yuan?

”Butler Liu, I only paid 10,000 Yuan for the battle when I registered. Why did it increase ten fold more?” Black Panther complained.

”Because there are too many contestants now. The registration fee has now raised to 100,000 Yuan. You either pay or leave,” Sanxing Liu said directly to him while sneering.

Qingfeng stopped Black Panther when he was about to continue to try to bargain and said, ”I'll pay for it, let me register.”

Neither 10,000 nor 100,000 mattered much to Qingfeng as long as he could participate in the competition. Although he was sick of the attitude of this old man, he couldn't do anything to him since he was the supervisor here.

Sanxing Liu slightly became more friendly to Qingfeng once he paid the 100,000 with his credit card. To him, the battle arena was a battlefield as well as a casino, everything would come easy as long as you had money.

”Your name, age, and occupation?” Sanxing Liu asked with a way better attitude.

”Head, you can just use a nickname for this battle,” Black Panther told Qingfeng after walking up to him. Basically, he was really familiar with the rules here since he had participated once already.