Amidst the boos of the crowd, the burly man whose finger had been bent by Wang Baole trembled and tears welled up in his eyes. The pain of having his finger bent was so excruciating that it drove him crazy.
The pain was hard to describe. It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. The only thing that remained was the sharp pain in his finger. It came in waves like a tide, causing his scalp to tremble. He hated the fact that he had to grow fingers …
This experience made his heart burn with hatred, but he didn't dare show any of it. Even his body couldn't help but cooperate with Wang Baole. He was afraid that Wang Baole would use force and break his finger.
However, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of dissatisfaction. After all, anyone who had their finger bent during a fight would feel extremely dissatisfied. If possible, he wanted to bite off Wang Baole's flesh … But now that his finger was in Wang Baole's hand, he could only curse Wang Baole's shamelessness in his heart. He clenched his teeth so hard that they almost broke as he quickly begged for mercy.
"Let go! It hurts … I … I admit defeat!"
"You're a good kid if you admit defeat." Wang Baole felt that he wasn't an unforgiving bastard. At that moment, he was satisfied and let go of his finger. He walked out of the arena under the resentful gaze of the burly man.
His heart was filled with happiness. It was as if he had vented a lot of his anger from being tortured by the senior sparring partner. That feeling made him feel that this freestyle fight club was too wonderful.
"It's not your fault that you lost to my ultimate move. It's my fault, because I'm too strong." Wang Baole sighed ruefully. He looked as if he was invincible. Could it be that this fatty had forgotten how he had screamed when his finger had been bent? Clearly, he was feeling so good that he had automatically forgotten how miserable he had been when he had practiced this move.
If looks could kill, Wang Baole would definitely have been pierced through the heart by the burly man to vent the hatred in his heart for having his finger bent.
As soon as he walked out of the arena, the spectators immediately booed even louder. However, Wang Baole automatically blocked all of this.
In his excitement, he began to search for an arena. It didn't take long for him to find another one. After looking around for a moment, he walked forward.
His opponent was a very arrogant young man. When he noticed Wang Baole, who had come to challenge him, he immediately spoke coldly.
"Tell me your name!"
Wang Baole blinked. He had seen this young man attack before and knew that he was very fast and nimble. He had thought that if this young man tried to escape, it would take a lot of time to chase after him, so it would be best if he could think of a way to get the young man to come over himself. His eyes flashed, and a simple and honest expression appeared on his face. He clasped his hands and bowed.
"I am …"
Before Wang Baole could finish speaking, the young man's eyes flashed, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face. He leaped forward with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Wang Baole.
"Trying to trick me?" Wang Baole's eyes lit up. Not only did he not dodge, his body suddenly took a step forward. Like a mountain, he charged directly toward the incoming youth, roaring madly.
"Come on then! If you've got what it takes, then come face to face with me!"
The young man laughed coldly. He took a few steps forward in what appeared to be a disorderly manner. Cleverly, he avoided Wang Baole and appeared behind him.
"You're so fat, and yet you're giving me Spirit Stones? You've had a hard time, haven't you?" Even as the young man spoke sarcastically, his right hand punched out toward Wang Baole's back.
However, before the punch could land, a gravitational force sprang up from Wang Baole's body, causing the young man to stop in place. The young man stared in shock as Wang Baole spun around. His right hand was filled with an even stronger gravitational force. He reached out and grabbed the young man's finger. A complacent smile appeared on his face as he jerked it upward.
"Kneel!"
A scream escaped the youth's mouth. His body went limp instantly, and he felt an intense pain that he had never felt before. As Wang Baole roared, it was as if he had taken control of his own body, and he knelt down subconsciously.
"Let go! It hurts! It hurts!!"
"I hate cheaters the most. Hurry up and admit defeat. Call me daddy!" Wang Baole glared at him.
The young man was about to go crazy. Just as he was about to curse, Wang Baole exerted more force, and the young man's voice immediately turned into an even more miserable scream. He quickly shouted.
"Daddy! Daddy! I was wrong! I admit defeat!! "
Wang Baole felt his entire body relax. He laughed loudly and let go of his hand. Feeling pleased with himself, he left the arena and began to look for his next sparring partner.
The young man in the arena rubbed his finger and glared at Wang Baole's back. He gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. His heart was filled with indignation, and he couldn't stop it.
This battle was also noticed by the surrounding crowd. Gradually, it attracted the attention of a small group of people. Some of the people who had watched Wang Baole's two battles in a row had strange expressions on their faces.
"That fatty came here just to bend fingers?"
"That's too sinister. He bent fingers the moment he came up …"
Under the attention of this small group of people, Wang Baole began his third match, then his fourth match, his fifth match … The more he fought, the more excited he became. His movements became more and more practiced. In the beginning, he needed some time to bend fingers, but in the end, no matter who he met, as long as they attacked him, he could accurately bend fingers in an instant.
The process in between … was the sound of miserable screams in the club …
"Oh my god, let go!!"
"It hurts! It hurts!!"
"Rabbit, you're shameless. Don't bend fingers if you can!!"
"Let go … Daddy, I was wrong. I admit defeat …"
What was originally a good freestyle club immediately changed because of Wang Baole's arrival. As the miserable screams continued to ring out, more and more people began to pay attention to Wang Baole. Waves of uproar and discussion spread everywhere, attracting even more attention.
"Too shameless! Too despicable!"
"This fat rabbit doesn't look weak either. Why does he like to bend fingers and make people call him daddy?!"
"Dammit, he won't even let a woman's fingers go …"
Amidst the discussions and indignation of the crowd, Wang Baole walked out of the arena with his hands behind his back. Under the angry gazes of the crowd, he knew the rules of the club, so he didn't feel the slightest bit guilty. Instead, he held his head high and puffed out his chest, thinking about how to find his next sparring partner.
However, he had already caused quite a stir. Many of the people in the arena saw him appear, and their expressions immediately changed. They immediately closed the arena, which made Wang Baole a little depressed. Fortunately, Wang Baole excitedly took out his identity token in the club.
There was actually a challenge message inside, which made Wang Baole very excited. He quickly returned to his arena. When he arrived, there were already hundreds of people around. Wang Baole was very familiar with many of them. They were all his previous opponents, such as that young man and that burly man from the beginning.
When they saw Wang Baole return, they all glared at Wang Baole.
"Oh, it's you. Don't be anxious. Come one by one. Really, I understand how you feel." Wang Baole laughed and greeted them as he walked into the arena. The moment he returned to the arena, the young man who had cheated and called him "Daddy" immediately rushed out.
"Rabbit, I want to challenge you!" With that said, the young man immediately charged at Wang Baole at an astonishing speed. He was very indignant and felt that he had been unprepared the previous time. This time, he definitely wouldn't have his fingers bent.
However, in just a few breaths of time, his screams echoed in the arena.
"Daddy, I was wrong. I admit defeat …" Wang Baole sighed as he bent the young man's fingers. His eyes were filled with admiration. He felt that the young man was very wise, so he let go.
However, the moment the young man walked out of the arena, he gritted his teeth and turned around before anyone else could enter. He charged back in with bloodshot eyes.
"Again!" He was extremely indignant. Although the finger-bending was excruciating, he felt that as a student of Ethereal Dao College's Combat faculty, he would definitely be able to take revenge. At that moment, he changed his strategy amidst his roar. He no longer used his hands, but his feet …
However, he had clearly underestimated Wang Baole. Very quickly, when his fingers were found by Wang Baole, his screams once again reverberated in all directions.
"Daddy, I was wrong …"
In the end, even Wang Baole was shocked. The young man was just too similar to him back then. After admitting defeat and walking out, he charged back in again. Finally, his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like he was about to bite someone. Wang Baole found it frightening.
The crowd around them increased until there were probably more than a thousand people. The people who had their fingers bent by Wang Baole were all gnashing their teeth. They hated Wang Baole to the core and were looking at him with contempt.
"Shameless, too shameless!"
"This fat rabbit only knows how to bend his fingers. I'm willing to pay a Spirit Stone to whoever goes up and kills him!"
Under these people's angry roars, the crowd grew and the commotion became even more intense.
The young man also cooperated and called out "Daddy" time and time again …
In the end, all ten of the young man's fingers turned purple. He was carried out of the arena with a look of despair. Very quickly, more people came up. There were men and women, old and young …
After a long while, a delicate lady wearing a cat mask had her fingers broken by Wang Baole. She ran out in tears, and the surrounding crowd erupted into an uproar.
"I can't take it anymore. He actually bent my cute Cat Goddess's fingers. He deserves to die!"
"I'm also willing to pay a Spirit Stone to any expert who goes up and beats up this fat rabbit! If you can take off his mask, I'll add another Spirit Stone! "
Wang Baole looked out at the frenzied crowd, and his heart began to pound. He quickly closed the door to the arena and stood there, coughing dryly. If he were to admit defeat like this, it would be a bit embarrassing. Patting his belly, he said, "I'll stop here today.
I'm not going to fight anymore. My opponents are too weak. It's boring. " Wang Baole shook his head and sighed. As the crowd roared even louder, he calmly called out, "Return." The platform sank down, and he returned to the private chamber, where the commotion outside was cut off.
"This club is a good place," he thought. When he reached the secret chamber, Wang Baole heaved a sigh of relief. His excitement rose again, and he happily took off his mask and hugged it close to his chest. He jogged along the passageway, and when he exited the door, he was already on the first level.
As soon as he stepped out, he heard the crowd roaring.
"Who's the rabbit? Do you dare to come out!?"
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