Rise of The Demon General-Chapter 200. Offering the Wine

The main arena had a stage twice the size of the other amphitheaters. As for the spectator seats, the main arena could hold five times as many spectators as the other amphitheaters.

When Amon and his followers arrived at the main arena, the spectator seats were already filled more than half. Many people were still trickling in. They saw Gao Dou sitting in the participant seats. Another man was sitting beside him. The two looked similar. Amon thought they must be related.

"The one next to Gao Dou is his older brother, Gao Sou," Xin Wuming informed.

Yan Long was seen sitting in the spectator seat behind Gao Dou and Gao Sou. Many of the Nobles faction members were there with him. They booed at Amon when they saw Amon’s group enter. Amon ignored such childish behavior.

Amon and Xin Wuming took the seats for the participants.

Once the two took their seats, Gao Dou spoke, "Isn’t it a bit too premature to celebrate? Or do you drink that Sky Delight Wine because you know after this match, you won’t be in the mood to drink it?"

The Sky Delight Wine was so famous that the producer of the wine used special material to make the bottle. The bottle also had intricate carvings that were difficult to imitate. This gave the bottle a special appearance. A word of power was etched on each bottle that caused the bottle to break once the wine inside was depleted, or if a different wine other than the Sky Delight Wine was poured into the bottle. In this case, it was always guaranteed the wine inside such a bottle was the Sky Delight Wine. Hence, Gao Dou could identify the wine in Amon’s hand at a glance.

"Hahaha! We only drink half. We will drink the other half after the match, celebrating our victory," Amon uttered.

"I guess being the first rank in the entrance exam can make even a village bumpkin like you delusional," Gao Dou ridiculed. "I will show you today the difference between a noble and a nobody."

"I’m looking forward to it," Amon said. He turned back to look at the spectators. The seats were almost filled up by now. He added, "As are many others."

"Fake calmness all you want," Gao Dou hissed with an ugly expression. "I’m sick of hearing people talking highly about you. I will show everyone today that you are nothing! You are just an upstart from a village, a street rat!"

"No need to waste your breath on him, brother," Gao Sou said. He displayed a calmer countenance. "Let them enjoy that wine. I bet it is the first time they tasted such an exquisite thing."

"Yeah, make you wonder how nobodies like them get their hands on such wine," Gao Dou added. "I bet they stole it."

"Yeah, that’s right! They must have stolen the wine!" The Nobles members sitting behind joined in. Their commotion caused the other spectators to start making noises.

"Why, you...!" Xin Wuming was about to scold the two, but Amon waved for him to be silent.

"There is no need to be jealous like that," Amon told Gao Dou. "Or could it be that the two of you never drank this Sky Delight Wine before?"

"Hah! We have that wine every breakfast! Don’t lump us in with street rats like you!" Gao Dou exclaimed.

"That’s right," Gao Sou nodded. "You know what I think, little brother? Maybe they didn’t steal the wine. Maybe they simply asked a craftsman to make an imitation bottle to fake the wine."

"Haha! You are right, brother! That must be the case!" Gao Dou laughed.

Amon simply smiled at their ridicule. He waited until they finished their laughter before saying, "Friend Gao Dou, if you want to drink this wine, just say it. There is no need to pretend. Here. I will let you taste and see if this wine is authentic."

Amon flung the cup in his hand. The cup flew at high speed, heading in the direction of Gao Dou’s head.

Gao Dou’s hand went up to catch the cup. The instant his hand touched the cup, it shattered spectacularly. The wine inside the cup burst and splashed onto Gao Dou’s face.

The entire arena turned silent.

Gao Dou’s face was wet from the wine. He looked at his hand. Aside from wine, blood was also on his hand, his blood. The broken pieces of the bottle cut his hand when they shattered. Amon had injected his aether into the cup to do that. The cut was shallow, but drawing his blood even before the match started was extremely humiliating.

He slammed his hand onto his chair while rising. His chair broke to pieces.

"You, bastard! I will kill..."

"I haven’t announced the match to start!" A powerful voice caused Gao Dou to stop. He was just about to rush to Amon.

Li Niang floated down onto the stage. "I will be the referee for this match," she uttered. "Before I announce the start, you two are not allowed to touch one another."

"Tell him!" Gao Dou exclaimed. He wiped the wine from his face. In his anger, he forgot he was wiping it using his bloodied hand. He hurriedly swiped and wiped it again using his clean hand.

Li Niang turned to Amon. "Lin Mo, that is a very ungentlemanly conduct."

"I simply offered him a drink," Amon said without showing any guilt. "It’s his fault for being so lousy at catching a cup."

"You...!"

"Enough!" Li Niang’s voice boomed again. "None of you are allowed to speak any longer. Everyone will be silent until the match begins!"

No one dared to defy the principal. Even the spectators sat silently without uttering a sound.

Amon took a new cup out of his space ring and resumed drinking his wine. This pissed Gao Dou off, but he couldn’t do anything about it. To make matters worse, he had lost his chair. So, he had to wait by standing there like a fool while his opponents were enjoying their drinks.

When the spectator seats were finally full, Li Niang announced the match would begin soon. He called for the participants to come up to the stage.

Gao Dou didn’t waste any time. He was eager to beat Amon up. With one leap, he landed on the stage.

"Remember what I told you. Now, Go!" Amon instructed.

To everyone’s consternation, Xin Wuming rose and walked toward the stage.