Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

During the gladiatorial exchange, the dissipated energy is reused.

This dissipated energy is one of the rare sources of energy for the Returning Ruins.

And the winner of the gladiatorial exchange will also receive a gift from the Returning Ruins.

The battles in the Returning Ruins Arena may seem like simple gladiatorial exchanges on the surface.

In fact, it is a strategic exchange where each party takes what they need.

So many people coming to the Returning Ruins Arena for gladiatorial exchanges is truly a first for the chubby elder.

The chubby elder is currently quite baffled, not understanding why so many people suddenly appeared.

It’s akin to running a shop that’s been lukewarm for years.

Then suddenly, a shop reviewer appeared and made it popular.

The influx of people into the Returning Ruins Arena is undoubtedly a good thing for the chubby elder.

Despite his tempered excitement, he found himself troubled for a moment.

Having so many people fight in the gladiatorial exchange is indeed unprecedented.

If they were to fight pair by pair, wouldn’t it drag on endlessly?

The chubby elder had a brainwave and decided to divide the Returning Ruins Arena into sections.

After all, the arena is large, and even divided into hundreds of sections, it wouldn’t be small.

As the Array Spirit of the Returning Ruins Arena, chubby elder can alter the internal terrain at a mere thought.

After finishing the modifications to the arena, chubby elder focused his mind, and a stone tablet appeared in front of everyone from the Void Race.

Being the Array Spirit of the arena, chubby elder can transform and multiply these stone tablets at will.

Overall, within the Returning Ruins Arena, chubby elder is akin to a god.

Even if the Demon Lord, Buddha, or Wa Huang came, if chubby elder wished to slap them, he simply would.

If he wished to kick them, he would do so.

Previously, when the Demon Lord and Lin Yuan were exchanging blows, their powers were both suppressed to Tier Two, highlighting the arena’s might.

”First, write your own name, then the name of the one you wish to fight,” chubby elder instructed the crowd.

As soon as chubby elder finished speaking, the Void Race’s clansmen began preparing to write their names.

”Wait!”

At that moment, the Second Elder of the Void Race suddenly intervened, halting the clansmen’s actions.

The Second Elder of the Void Race was not among those participating in this exchange.

There were many more from the Void Race yet to arrive, and the Second Elder needed to stay back to oversee things, thus could not participate in the first round.

He halted them to ensure they were adequately prepared before engaging in the exchange.

Considering the clansmen’s thoughts, the Second Elder knew it was imperative to hold a meeting before commencement.

”Who are you all preparing to fight?” the Second Elder asked.

The Void Race’s clansmen hesitated for a moment before collectively responding: ”Nato, Kong Xuan, Monk Fusheng, Mo Ke...”

The Void Race has been hunted by the disciples of Wa Huang, the Demon Lord, and Buddha for years.

They are undoubtedly familiar with the names of these disciples.

They have announced these names countless times on the battlefield.

To the Void Race’s clansmen, not only do they remember the names, but they could even recognize them if they turned to ash.

Their hatred has reached its zenith.

The names of Wa Huang, Demon Lord, and Buddha’s disciples are ingrained in the Void Race clansmen’s memory.

Yet they repeatedly mention only a few names.

Why?

To the Void Race’s clansmen, this is a battle to the death.

Each one of them is participating with the resolve to die, and with such resolve.

Then, naturally, they aim to fight the strongest adversary!

If they’re going to bring someone down with them, it has to be the toughest opponent.

The Void Race’s clansmen arrived at the same conclusion, thus preparing to gladiatorially exchange with Wa Huang, Demon Lord, and Buddha’s most formidable disciples.

Second Elder, sensing everyone mentioning the same names, thought, it’s a good thing I stopped you.

Otherwise, if you all wrote down the same names, how would the exchanges proceed?

First, it’s crucial to understand one thing.

The Void Race traveled a great distance with heavy losses; their aim in coming to the arena is clear.

Their goal is to achieve the maximum casualties among Buddha, Wa Huang, and Demon Lord’s disciples with the least expense.

Outside, they couldn’t maintain an advantage in large-scale battles.

Now that there’s an opportunity for one-on-one exchanges, they must maximize their interests.

If it were someone else, or even the previous Grand Elder of the Void Race, they may not grasp how to maximize interests.

But the current ruler is the Second Elder of the Void Race.

The Second Elder truly knows how to maximize interests.

Because the Second Elder is well-versed in the art of war, having studied extensively under Lin Yuan.

Regarding maximizing interests, during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, a man named Tian Ji provided the correct answer.

Tian Ji’s horse racing strategy.

If the Second Elder were forced to come up with a strategy himself, he might not discover such a brilliant method.

But when it comes to copying a strategy, he’s exceptionally proficient.

The Second Elder first selected the weakest clansmen, instructing: ”You will fight Nato, you will fight Kong Xuan, you will fight Monk Fusheng...”

Then, he selected the strongest clan members, instructing them: ”Choose your opponents wisely, but remember, choose Wa Huang, Demon Lord, Buddha’s weakest disciples. Choose those whom you’re certain to defeat.”

The numerous clansmen of the Void Race: ”?????”

The Void Race’s clan members, with slower minds, didn’t comprehend the Second Elder’s well-meaning intentions.

”Second Elder, this doesn’t seem right!”

”Why are you sending our clan members to their deaths? What are their capabilities against Nato, Kong Xuan, Monk Fusheng?”

”We should be fighting the strong ones, and they the weaker ones.”

”Indeed, Second Elder, isn’t it supposed to be soldier against soldier, general against general?”

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Some of the stronger clan members were displeased and voiced their objections first.

They felt the Second Elder was underestimating them.

Why were they being asked to bully weaker opponents?

The Second Elder regarded them with impatience.

”We’re here to inflict maximum damage on the enemies.”

”Soldier against soldier, general against general? Rubbish!”

”If it were genuinely soldier against soldier, general against general, why bother traversing the distance to get here?”

”If it truly were soldier against soldier, general against general, couldn’t we just battle outside?” After scolding the clan members, the Second Elder revealed his true purpose: ”Fight strong against weak, and weak against strong. Only then can we achieve our goals.”