Jason could only look at Ben with pity. He had been hardly beaten up by the Ilian, who was named Jarid.
However, while Ben was being beaten, every member of the human group noticed that the young member of the God's Children had to control himself to not use his affinities, fortified soul conjunction, or too much mana.
He wanted to defeat the Olympian Jarid by only using his physique and the martial art techniques he had learned.
If Ben would have achieved this, nobody would question his combat experience ever again.
Unfortunately, he had overestimated his capabilities, turning him into a living punching bag to Jarid, who was using his thunder affinity to play around.
At the end of the battle, Jason could only shake his head, thinking that Ben was still oblivious to the dangers lurking inside the colosseum.
Fortunately enough the Olympian Jarid didn't kill Ben even after he had been defeated.
Jarid had simply thrown Ben out of the combat arena once the battle was over.
However, shockingly enough for the God's Children, Jason and the human powerhouses, the spectators all around them, began to cheer loudly demanding blood.
"FINISH HIM OFF!!"
"Jarid, since when did you become so soft-hearted???"
"KILL HIM!!!"
"We want to see blood!!"
Jason couldn't help but frown when he heard all of that, but it seemed to be common for the spectators of the colosseum's fight to behave like that.
They sought the entertainment provided by the colosseum as a means to relax after spending a stressful day at work. Watching the glorious life-and-death battles seemed to be enough to release their tension.
If that didn't work, causing a commotion would do the job, which was exactly what was happening.
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He stayed quiet and only his mouth twitched a little as if he wanted to say something.
Jason understood the message he had wanted to convey and just nodded his head.
[Remember, I didn't kill him!]
Whether this was a threat or a statement didn't matter to Jason.
In the end, it was clear that Olympian Jarid wanted to tell him that he wouldn't kill his companions as long as Jason didn't kill the other Olympians!
At least, that was what Jason assumed Jarid wanted to convey.
It was not difficult to figure out that he and the God's Children belonged to one group. This interested the receptionist and even the colosseum's manager grew curious about Jason's group.
Four out of five had reached the 50th round without many problems, and they simply continued to advance.
Even though they had obtained permission to enter the broken world, it was as if the four masked men and women were the least bothered by it.
Since Jason had given them the restrictions to fight with, the God's Children had to cope with much more pressure than before.
However, instead of being discouraged by that, they were slowly getting excited as the adrenaline was kicking in.
This, in return, excited Jason too as his emperor eyes had perceived the joyous hue around them.
He hadn't planned to kill anyone inside the colosseum, to begin with, but that was not something others had to know.
Only winning the bet, and fighting against worthy opponents was important right now!
Nobody at his mana core rank was strong enough to fight at par with Jason which was a little discouraging.
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It was simply demotivating, and frustrating.
His opponent had already arrived, but Jason didn't pay much attention to the young Olympian, who hailed from the Klarir race.
Jarid was holding a Warhammer in his hands and rushed towards Jason the moment the battle had started, only to see him simply stare at him.
This enraged the Klarir as Jason was noticeably ignoring his existence.
The silver-dragon masked man was just at the peak of the 1st Lique stage in comparison to him, who had a mana core rank of the peak of the 5th Lique stage.
With his martial art techniques, equipment, distinctly refined body, and strong affinity, even ordinary opponents at the 7th Lique stage were weaker than him.
Unfortunately for the young Olympian, Jason was everything but normal, and his physical strength alone was already at par with an ordinary being at the Mid-7th Lique stage.
Though Jarid was charging at him, Jason simply stared at the Olympian whom he found to be more interesting than the Klarir who had emerged in front of him.
Staring straight into the green eyes of the Klarir, Jason smiled lightly as the golden glow radiating from his eyes shot forward through the silver dragon mask's slit.
Followed by the golden glow, Jason released the petrification curse his Emperor Eyes were harboring.
The Klarir was oblivious to the terror Jason was about to unleash upon him and he simply brandished the Warhammer at the unmoving Jason as something eerie enveloped him.
Suddenly, without a warning, the silver dragon mask's slits seemed to bore into him, freezing the Klarir in place.
Jason was not strong enough to petrify his opponent, but that was not what he had wanted to achieve, to begin with.
The Klarir in front of him was paralyzed, and the gravitational force did its job, forcing the young Olympian to be pushed to the ground.
A moment later, Jason picked up the Warhammer before he threw it out of the arena as if it was a simple toy.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})"You're certainly strong and much better than the previous group I fought against. I'm just a little bit special, don't be discouraged to use your potential!"
Somehow, Jason felt bad when he saw the desperation in the Klarir's eyes. Because of that he felt obliged to grant him his wish and Jason effortlessly pushed him out of the arena.
Everyone observing the battle felt weird to see that the Olympian they had betted for had just been turned into a statue.
This was something new, nobody had ever seen before. At least, not to that extent.
Jason was only at the peak of the 1st Lique stage after all!
Not minding the spectator's opinion about Jason, he turned towards his friends and could only see that they were staring at him as if they knew what was going on.
Despite their faces and expressions being concealed by the masks, Jason could tell what they were thinking because it was evident from their body language, as all of them were squirming in their seats restlessly.
Having seen him defeat a powerhouse at the Initial Prismar stage with similar means was enough to make them believe that they knew what Jason did.
This was, in fact, not the case because they were oblivious to his abilities, but making them feel like they knew something was an interesting sight.
When Jason defeated the Klarir Olympian, the other Olympians could only frown.
Jason was being way too nonchalant, making everyone believe that he was simply playing around.
"Is he really only at the 1st Lique stage…? How is that even possible?!?"
Even the Olympians couldn't believe it, let alone the receptionist, who was just about to make another call as she saw that Jarid had returned.
"He is definitely at the 1st Lique stage. I scanned his mana core...well it was more like he allowed me to scan through it…"
'He allowed it??' The same question echoed in everybody's mind before their thoughts went blank at Jarid's next question.
"Can I go all in?"
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