Tattooed 10 Duel Ring

Fascinated, Mo approached and asked a teen that is also shouting his bet for the compet.i.tors.

"Hey big bro, what's that?" Mo asked while pointing the ring.

Seeing a kid about 5'4 tall with sky blue unkempt hair and navy blue colored eyes smiling to him, the teen was about to ignore him seeing his attire when he spotted a tattoo on the kid's left arm, he hesitated a bit, but decided to answer the question than to mistakenly offend a tattooed warrior.

"h.e.l.lo there warrior?, this is the Duel Ring which is pretty popular all over the continent where all tattooed warriors can fight freely using there skills without a need to care about the surroundings." the teen answered.

Mo nodded and thought about something for a bit then asked again, "What's the rules for this game?"

"It's very simple, 2 compet.i.tors, 1 referee that is 1 brand level higher than the compet.i.tors. The 2 compet.i.tors must be on the same brand level excluding there mark rank. The compet.i.tors are divided into two, Red corner and Blue corner. Bets are placed before the start of the match and whoever wins gets 5% of the total bets combined. No killing allowed, you have 5 rounds with 3 minutes time each round. Each round has 30 seconds interval. Knocking down your opponents count as a point which will be used by the end of 5 rounds if you can not make your opponents stay down or knocked out within 3 counts of the referee. Everything else is acceptable other than killing." the teen explained.

"I see, somewhat like boxing on Earth." Mo thought.

"How do I sign up?" Mo asked.

"Just announce your name loudly after the match and the referee will check your strength if it fits." the teen said while sighing in relief for not offending a tattooed warrior.

"Okay! Thanks! Here's your tip." Mo said throwing 5 Tats coin to the teen. He then walked closer to the ring to wait for the end of the match.

The teen stared blankly for a bit then he picked the coin up after some time but upon seeing that it's only 5 Tats, he has the urge to curse the boy if not for the fact that the boy was a tattooed warrior.

"I need to partic.i.p.ate to earn money and to train my tattoo skill." Mo thought.

Soon the warrior in the Red corner roared while raising his mascular arms as a victory chant right after he knocked his opponent out at the 3rd round.

"Zangu wins!" the referee announced loudly while holding and raising Zangu's left arm.

"Yeahhh!! I did it, I won, I'm going to be rich!!"

"f.u.c.k this s.h.i.t! Lousy a.s.s pig losing my money like this!"

"Hahaha, I won!"

People around the ring were mixed with sadness and laughter upon seeing the result of the match.

"Silence!" the referee bellowed while releasing a bit of his White aura with 4 marks floating above his head.

Upon sensing the aura, the people around the ring shut their mouth up while some were murmuring.

"Do you see that, the referee today is strong!"

"Yeah, this is the first time I am seeing a White branded warrior."

"Wow! He is so cool!"

The referee seems to hear the murmurs, he perked up his ear to listen to the compliments while subconciously raising his head a bit higher showing his pride.

"Does anyone wants to challenge Zangu?" the referee shouted.

"A White branded warrior? Quite strong!" Mo thought.

"Me!" Mo responded loudly causing the surrounding people to gaze where the confident voice sounded from.

Upon seeing that the challenger is a kid, everybody burst out laughing, some even clutching their stomach while pointing at the boy.

The referee was about to snort and ignore this ignorant boy when he spotted the left arm tattoo. A white branded warrior is unable to activate his system so he was unsure on what brand level the kid is.

"Release your brand aura kid and let me check if you're qualified." the referee said.

Mo then released a bit of his brand aura. Suddenly a gray aura with one mark floating above his head was seen by the surrounding people making them stop laughing. Jaws are on the ground upon witnessing the spectacle.

The referee's eyes lit up when he saw that an 11~12 years old kid is already Branded(successfully entered gray brand) which means this kid is a genius.

"State your name kid." the referee calmly said while hiding his astonishment.

"Mo Hardinger." Mo calmly responded.

"Pa.s.sed! You can come up to the ring now and go to the Blue corner." the referee announced.