Chapter 138 Extreme Pain

• Before he finished speaking, Avery had already run out regardless of anything else.
• And at this time, within the fighting arena, the excited and excited audience gradually dispersed. Blake collapsed onto the ground in the center of the arena, and with some difficulty, he removed the mask from his face, and casually wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth.
• His body and face were covered in bruises and wounds. To him, fighting three matches a day was just an outlet to vent his anger. Of course, injuries were inevitable.