Global Martial Arts: I Chose Monopoly As My Game Talent - Chapter 23

Chapter 23 The Principal and Dozen of Teachers Break Into the Arena

In the arena, thunderous shouts rang out. The audience’s emotions were pushed to the highest point by the scene on the stage!

The thunderous shouts even penetrated the stone walls and reached the outside of the arena.

At the ticket counter outside the arena, two staff members sat on the chairs, exhausted. Their eyelids were drooping as they struggled with the hot summer.

If their chairs were to move another half a meter, they would be in close contact with the scorching sun.

A few flies were hovering weakly above their heads, but the staff members were not in the mood to drive them away, because the noise in their ears made them even more annoyed.

“Geez, I’ve already said that our tickets have been sold out. If you want to watch the duels, please come on time next Saturday!” They were talking to a group of people who were stopped at the ticket gate.

It was a group of refined people who were sweating profusely from the heat, their faces red from anxiety.

“What do you mean the tickets are sold out? My student is inside! Either you send him out, or let us in to find him!” The person who spoke was about 60 years old and had some white hair. He was the principal of Binhai First High

Under the scorching sun, sweat kept dripping down his forehead, wetting his hair into strands of wet rope. At the same time, it also made him look unusually miserable.

A middle-aged man walked up next to the principal and took out a poster from his phone. He said to the ticket seller anxiously, “This is my student. I know what level he is at. There is no way he can beat the weeping corpse bird. If you let him fight, you’ll be sending him to his death!”

The middle-aged man was the form teacher, Mr. Yang.

His entire body was drenched in sweat, and beads of sweat kept dripping down from his forehead. In addition to his agitated words, he looked even more miserable than the principal.

Behind the two of them were a dozen of other teachers. They looked extremely impatient as they raised their hands to cover their foreheads, trying to block the intense sunlight from above.

Their disheveled appearance formed a sharp contrast with the ticket sellers sitting in the shade.

“I already said that the tickets were sold out. Why don’t you guys understand?” The ticket sellers sitting in the shade had casual expressions, staring at the group of people under the sun in boredom.

Either way, the sun wasn’t blazing upon them. What does it have to do with them if the other party doesn’t leave?

The calmer the two fearless ticket sellers were, the more anxious the principal and the others, who were exposed to the sun, were.

Su Chen’s form teacher, Mr. Yang, looked at the time on his phone. The time for the duel on the poster had already passed.

In other words, his student who had merely awakened a D-grade talent was already facing the terrifying weeping corpse bird.

In fact, if the situation was more dangerous, he might have already been killed by the weeping corpse bird!

Compared to others, Mr. Yang was more familiar with his student. Su Chen was usually very warm-hearted. When he encountered unfair things, he would always step in to stop the perpetrators.

Mr. Yang liked him very much. When Su Chen had successfully awakened his talent, Mr. Tang had been sincerely happy for him.

It was a pity that the talent awakened by the child had only been a D-grade support-type talent. It did not have any combat ability at all.

If he could awaken a combat type talent, Mr. Yang was sure that Su Chen would be a very good warrior!

However, because Su Chen had only awakened a support-type talent, Mr. Yang knew that the boy had no combat ability at all.

Therefore, in Mr. Yang’s eyes, the arena’s advertisements about his student fighting the weeping corpse bird were just false!

They were simply using Su Chen as a gimmick to attract more people to watch the duel!

To make the gimmick more attractive, they even used exaggerated titles such as “top student from Binhai First High”, “125 blood-qi points”, and so on.

“125 vitality points”? “Top student from Binhai First High”? How could he not know the standard of his own student?

Mr. Yang heaved a heavy sigh and thought to himself, “If Su Chen was really that amazing, then as his teacher, I would probably wake up laughing from my dreams!” “Principal,” Mr. Yang turned his head and whispered to the principal, “I know what Su Chen’s level is like. Even ten of him can’t beat one weeping corpse bird!” The principal nodded his head lightly. Hearing Mr. Yang’s anxious tone, he became even more anxious.

It was also after listening to Mr. Yang’s words that the doubts in the principal’s heart were finally answered.

“I was just thinking how could someone with a D-grade talent have more than 100 blood-qi points, this is just unreasonable. As expected, the arena is using my student! They’re just using him as a gimmick to attract more viewers!” The principal thought to himself for a while, and his expression suddenly became more nervous.

If Su Chen did have 125 blood-qi points, he would not have to worry so much.

It was precisely because he knew that Su Chen was not as powerful as advertised and that the boy would be in even more danger when facing the weeping corpse bird, thus he knew that if he didn’t stop the competition quickly and save the child, Su Chen would definitely not survive!

When the principal thought of this, he became even more agitated. He lifted his legs and tried to squeeze into the ticket booth.

Mr. Yang, who was beside him, understood tacitly and followed the principal. The two of them rushed to the ticket counter.

At this moment, their sweat and drenched clothes came into effect.

The two ticket sellers blocked the entrance, not letting anyone who had not bought a ticket in. The principal and Mr. Yang, who were opposite them, desperately tried to squeeze in.

At the same time, they kept saying things like, “It is you guys who don’t have tickets which is why we can’t buy them. It’s not like I don’t want to buy. Why can’t you let me in?”

At the same time, as they tried to squeeze their way in, they also used all their might to wipe the sweat off their foreheads and palms onto the ticket sellers’ clothes.

Their drenched clothes came into contact with the clean clothes of the other party.

The expressions of the two ticket sellers changed from boredom to extreme disgust at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

“Dunn! Dunn, come and help! Someone’s trying to force their way in!” The two ticket sellers blocked the people who were drenched in sweat in disgust while looking back into the arena for help.

However, the wet and sticky feeling on their hands and skin grew increasingly intense, and the stench of sweat in their noses and mouths became stronger and stronger, making them want to vomit even more.

Therefore, they could only put up a show of resistance, but in reality, they were retreating in disgust.

In just ten seconds, the principal, Mr. Yang, and the other teachers had all squeezed into the ticket booth.

Just as they were about to run inside to find their student, five fierce-looking muscular men suddenly stopped them.

The five muscled men exposed their bare chests, looking bold and uninhibited. Their overall temperament simply gave off a feeling that they were not good people.

As they walked toward the principal and the others, their gazes shifted from the principal to the female teachers behind him.