The F tier arena was rather quiet with very few spectators, but there were many rings.

Each ring was around the size of a boxing ring, so it was rather cramped as some contestants were wheeled on with machines attached to their bodies.

Adam made his way inside and inspected his surroundings to find that there was more professional personnel among the spectators than pure spectators. These professional personnel included managers, talent scouts, and other contestants. Everyone was searching for valuable partners and opponents.

In order to avoid exposing themselves as outsiders, Adam and his friends remained completely silent, leaving all of the logistics to Hailey.

Around 15 minutes later, they were approached by a worker who appeared to be a referee.

"You're contestant Lean Mean Killing Machine, right?"

"Huh?" Adam turned to Hailey, who nodded in r...