章節 252: Wheel of Victory.

At the bottom of the massive Colosseum.

A lonely-looking player with bloodied knuckles, messy hair, and an exhausted face was standing in the middle of five fallen Players.

His eyes showed the adrenaline rush that was running through his veins.

Around him, the excited shouts of the spectators kept ringing in his ears.

He covered his ears, hoping for the sounds to disappear, but he felt like the shouts became even louder.

Against all odds, he won the Arena match and was the last one standing.

Even though he should be happy for winning, he wasn't.

It was the most nerve-wracking thing he had done, and it was a miracle that he could keep standing on his two feet.

But, once the adrenaline rush ends, who knows what happens to his body.

The five fallen players soon disappeared from the arena and were teleported inside a resting room located somewhere in Colosseum.