Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

"It's okay."

Dick only said one sentence and continued to squeeze forward.

The people around him also knew that the demon hunter had come, and they all made way for him.

Easily, he came to the innermost part of the crowd, where there was a ring in the middle.

There were four strong men around to maintain order outside the ring.

The ring was simple and clean, surrounded by wooden railings, and there were two people in it, fighting with their upper bodies naked.

The two were one tall and one short.

The short man was fat and muscled, bald, with a pointed head, but there was a small braid in the middle of his head, like a pig's tail.

The tall man was very tall and strong, only half a head shorter than Tyson, with an afro, and was punching the short man's face one by one.

Every time he hit, the pig's tail on the short man's head would shake.

After a few times, the short man finally fell backwards and stopped moving.

Fortunately, this is the ground, not concrete, otherwise something would have happened.

The tall man opened his arms and shouted to the people around him in protest: "I~Goo~I~am~invincible!"

The people around him seemed to be even more excited when they heard his shouting, and they all shouted "Goo~I'm invincible!"

And someone next to Dick shouted happily: "I bet right, how could that little guy beat Goo~I? Five crowns, I won five crowns."

Of course, there were also people who squeezed out of the crowd with their heads down, muttering in a low voice: "It's over, it's over, all the food money for this month is gone, how can I explain to my wife when I go home."

Dick suddenly realized that this was the fighting competition that Tyson said, and there were still people who could bet.

A man wearing decent clothes and a tall hat on the opposite side shouted: "Now I declare that Goo~I~wins! Does anyone else want to challenge him?

"If anyone can beat him, he will get a bonus of 10 crowns. "

When the people around heard this, their voices became quieter, and no one responded.

The man in the tall hat couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Really? It's 10 crowns!"

He looked around the crowd, and couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Until he saw Dick across from him, his eyes lit up.

"Monster hunter, you are a monster hunter, right? How about it? Do you want to participate in our competition?"

"As long as you participate in the competition, I will increase your prize money to... 20 crowns."

Dick thought secretly, Tyson said before that fighting skills need actual combat, isn't this a good place for him to practice fighting skills?

Besides, he has [Zhongji Self-Healing], even if he suffers some flesh injuries, he will recover quickly.

"Okay, I agree.

"But..."

"But what, Demon Hunter?"

"But I also want to bet a little money for myself, is that okay?"

"That's not allowed. According to the rules, we strictly prohibit players from betting on themselves to prevent match-fixing."

"Okay."

A sneer came from the side, "Hehe, although the Demon Hunter is good at exorcising demons, it's a fantasy to want to beat the Garou with bare hands. The Garou just came recently, but he won 6 games."

"Shh, be careful not to be seen by the Demon Hunter. Many Demon Hunters will draw their swords and kill us if they don't agree with us."

"What am I afraid of? I'm from the Black Cat Mercenary Group, woo woo, don't cover my mouth, can't I just stop talking..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, probably because his companions covered his mouth, leaving only some sobbing sounds.

"Demon Hunter, what's your name?" the tall hat man asked again.

"Dick."

Beside the tall hat man there was a simple table and chair. A man wearing single-rimmed glasses was leaning over the table, taking notes with a feather pen, muttering: "Demon Hunter Dick."

The tall hat man asked again: "Have you participated in this kind of competition before?"

Dick shook his head.

The single-rimmed man muttered again: "Fighting competition 0 games, newcomer."

Then he raised his head to look at Dick, adjusted the frame of his glasses and said: "Dick, I suggest you don't participate in the competition, otherwise you will be easily beaten to death."

"Don't talk." The tall hat man lowered his head to remind his companion, and then raised his head to look at Dick.

"Master Dick, don't listen to his nonsense.

"With the physical fitness of you demon hunters, isn't it more than enough to deal with ordinary people?"

He was afraid that the demon hunter would give up the competition. If there was no gimmick, he would lose a lot of money today.

Who would have thought that the demon hunter on the opposite side actually nodded, with an expression of agreement: "Indeed. "

The hungry wolf in the center of the ring was not happy after hearing this.

"Hmph, I don't care if you are a demon hunter, I will hammer out your cat's eyes in a while." After saying that, he rubbed his fingers, and his knuckles creaked.

Dick ignored him and walked to the man in the tall hat, "So I have to take off my armor like them?"

"It's like this, Dick, you don't have to worry about your armor being stolen. I'm here, no one dares to touch your things, just take it off and give it to me." The man with the single lens replied.

"Okay."

Dick took off his armor after hearing this, and handed the weapons and other items to the man with the single lens sitting next to him.

The latter took out a big bag, put all the clothes in it, tied it with a rope, and put it in a box next to him.

Dick was relieved when he saw this. He didn't want to lose his clothes after the game. That would be too troublesome.

"Everyone, you can place your bets now. Should I bet on the Demon Hunter with 0 experience points to win, or on the Wolf who has won 6 games in a row? You can sign up here now."

"If I come, Garou will definitely win."

"I bet on Garou too."

"I think the Demon Hunter is more powerful."

"Hmph, you'll cry in a while."

The man with the single lens saw Dick's calm face and no sense of urgency about the upcoming game, so he whispered: "Dick, can you really win?"

"I think I can."

The man took out a handful of coins and gritted his teeth: "Then I'll bet on you to win."

After that, he took out a small notebook and wrote down his name and the amount of the bet.

Dick was a little regretful. The organizer could bet but he couldn't. This didn't seem to be much different from the governor setting fire?

The man in the tall hat immediately laughed and looked around, "Look, even our recorder has started to bet in person. What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bet the money!"

Hearing this, the scene became even more heated, and more people came to line up to bet.

Dick jumped lightly and jumped into the ring.

And the pigtail braid that was knocked down before had already been carried away.

The hungry wolf in front of him looked at Dick disdainfully, "Hmph, you are so delicate, I guess you just started your apprenticeship not long ago, there is no scar on your body.

"Little white face, don't call me mom when I beat you to tears later."

After that, there was another round of laughter around.

"Okay, now I declare," the tall hat man outside the ring took a gong in his hand and knocked it loudly.

"Bang!"

"The game begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hungry wolf on the opposite side swung a big punch.