The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3785

At that moment, Wilfred had led Austin to the inner parts of the Beast City.

A tremendous demonic aura filled the air throughout the entire path, and various kinds of fiendish monsters came and went in all directions.

Without a doubt, the beast race was a big clan.

However, there were many small branches among them.

This was obvious in the demonic monsters' appearances, as a lot of them looked different from each other.

Yet, to Austin's surprise, he found that majority of the demonic monsters resembled human beings very much.

There were only a few differences between them and humans. For instance, some of them had skin with a different color from the humans'; others had a layer of scales on their bodies; some had a horn or a pair of horns on their heads.

"What the hell? Is that you, Wilfred?! You're back!

Who is this guy? A new slave of yours, right?

Are you still brave enough to go to the Wrestling Ring and have some fun with me in a battle?"

Just then, a middle-aged man in a light yellow robe suddenly appeared and blocked Wilfred's path. He had a pair of sharp silver horns on his forehead, which clearly showed that he was from the beast race.

The man held a folding fan, which he shook leisurely, arrogance written all over his face.

He looked at Austin up and down as his eyes flashed fully with curiosity.

"Wilfred, you are weakened in your judgment.

How did you allow such an abject and incompetent man as your slave?

He's just a preliminary-grade divine god. That's ridiculous! Did you pick rubbish as your slave?

The longer you live, the more short-sighted you have gotten!"

the man snickered in an ironic tone.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Lawrence!

Behave yourself before me! You should pay me your respect!"

Wilfred scolded in anger. He could not believe Lawrence's words. He quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Austin.

Ever since the first moment he saw Lawrence, he had already been disgusted.

Austin could tell that Lawrence and Wilfred were not on good terms.

"Ha-ha, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Wilfred. Your temper has become worse than before now. You got annoyed so easily.

We rarely saw each other. Tell you what—since we met here today, why not go with me to the Wrestling Ring to have some fun?

Also, I heard that Weber recently got several capable slaves. During this period, he had won a series of battles in the Wrestling Ring because of his new slaves. He was so happy and proud, and he has gained too much lately.

Wilfred, you have never won over Weber in the Wrestling Ring, right? I still remember how he disgracefully defeated you last time. That was your most embarrassing defeat, right? You had lost the battle in ten consecutive rounds. How shameful it was!

He had humiliated you in front of everyone. Can you swallow the insults and anger?

Do you want to tell me that you don't have the guts to see Weber?"

Lawrence said sarcastically.

"Who doesn't have the guts to see him?! Do not say something like that in front of me! Weber is a useless asshole. When I defeat him severely sooner or later, he will kneel in front of me and beg for my mercy!"

Wilfred said furiously through gritted teeth.

"Ha-ha, don't brag, Wilfred.

Don't you feel awkward to see Weber? All you can do is talk in front of me shamelessly,"

Lawrence sneered and laughed mockingly.

"Who said that I feel awkward to see him?

Let's go to the Wrestling Ring right now!"

Wilfred roared in rage.

As soon as he finished speaking, however, he instantly felt regret.

"Master!

Let's go to the Wrestling Ring now.

What do you think?"

Wilfred secretly sent a spiritual message to Austin in hopes of getting the latter's consent. He worried that Austin might not be happy with his decision.

"It's okay.

If you want to go there, then let's go and have a look,"

Austin replied.

"Alright, let's go to the Wrestling Ring, Lawrence.

We must have a good fight!"

After he had obtained Austin's consent, Wilfred immediately felt excited and ecstatic. Wasting no time, he headed to the Wrestling Ring of the Beast City.

"That's interesting, Wilfred.

Please don't tell me that you want to take part in the fighting competition with your new slave, who is as weak as an ant.

Have you been reduced to such an extent?

If that is what you really intend to do, I advise you to leave as soon as possible, because that is the only way you can save your from embarrassing yourself again,"

Lawrence pointed at Austin and sneered.

Upon hearing those words, Austin's eyes darkened coldly.

"Humph, of course not the mas... not him.

I'll ask the other slaves from my mansion to participate the battle right away,"

Wilfred angrily replied as he tried so hard to suppress the wrath in his voice.

"Well, that sounds reasonable,"

Lawrence nodded.

Then, Wilfred and Lawrence headed to the Wrestling Ring, shoulder to shoulder in front.

As for Austin, he had to act like a slave, so he walked behind them.

"Tell me something about the Wrestling Ring,"

Austin said to Wilfred through his spiritual sense.

"Master, the Wrestling Ring is similar to a casino.

We beast race members often let our slaves participate in various kinds of competitions. We gamble with each other in this way,"

Wilfred said briefly.

"I know,"

Austin nodded.