The Underground Arena
Although he was a hooligan and fighting was a common occurrence, the short, brawny man on the stage was indeed very skilled! If Maolin's judgement was correct, this man was an underground fighter who made a living by fighting underground fighters! His attacks were sharp and ruthless, all of them killing moves!
This was a world of difference from Maolin's usual fighting style! No matter how good Maolin was at fighting, that was just fighting, beating people up until they hurt them. This short man, on the other hand, was beating people to death! Every punch was aimed at the opponent's vitals, either the head or the chest, and every move was fatal!
Maolin's forehead was sweating profusely as he watched the short man's opponent get beaten senseless, getting dragged off the stage like a dead dog!
He regretted it! He really regretted it! He shouldn't have believed Scorpion's words, he shouldn't have had this unrealistic dream of getting rich!
Finally, the short brawny man made his move again. With a "bang", he punched his opponent's temple. Suddenly, his opponent's temple caved in, and then suddenly swelled up, turning into a huge tumor-like bump!
His opponent, who was as strong as a bear, twitched twice and fell to the ground with a loud bang, without the slightest bit of sloppiness.
The short man won again!
He raised his hands, accepting the cheers of victory from the audience!
Two fights, and he'd earned a million! After the third fight, he'd be able to earn a million and five hundred thousand today! This was the highest amount he'd ever earned in his underground fighting career! Otherwise, the short man wouldn't have come all the way from Thailand to Songshan!
He was a Muay Thai master, and used to be a professional athlete, but he'd been focusing on underground fights ever since he retired! Many retired boxers became weaker and weaker, but the short man was different. His current strength was even greater than his peak strength as a regular athlete!
Especially after learning some killer moves from a third-rate assassin, he became even more powerful!
Of course, that wasn't all. The reason why he was so powerful was because he had embarked on the path of a cultivator. He was a physical cultivator, and he was about to reach the golden rank. That was why his strength was so tyrannical!
"Scorpion Bro … I don't want to compete anymore …" Maolin was sweating as he watched the stream. He loved money, but he didn't want to die!
"The life and death agreement has been signed, you only have one choice, and that is to fight!" Scorpion said coldly.
"I just won't participate. What can you do to me? Life and death agreement? Don't think that I'm just a hooligan. This kind of thing is not valid in the law! If you want me to fight him, I'll die if I go up! " In order to survive, Maolin didn't care if he fell out with Scorpion, even though he knew that there had to be a huge power behind this arena!
"Oh?" Scorpion smiled coldly as he pointed his gun at Maolin. "Then you can die now!"
"Ga?!" Maolin froze as a gun was pointed at his head. He started shaking, "You … You guys …"
"You can live if you participate in the competition, and you can even get the prize money!" Scorpion hmphed. "If you don't participate, you won't get a single cent. Die now!"
Maolin was stunned. He was just a low-level hooligan, he'd never seen a gun before. Being pointed at with a gun made him shiver all over. He didn't doubt that Scorpion would kill him! After all, he'd seen the short man kill two people with his own eyes!
This meant that they weren't afraid of dying here, and so he knelt down.
And so Maolin gave in, kneeling on the ground, "Scorpion Bro, I really don't want to die, please, I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough!"
"Don't want to die?" Scorpion sighed and put on an act. "Then wait, I'll go ask the boss!"
"Okay, okay!" Maolin didn't dare hesitate. He nodded quickly.
Scorpion actually just went to the entrance for a bit, and then came back. There was no need to discuss this at all- it was all planned! The live broadcast was also for Maolin to see, to scare him and make him take the bait! Otherwise, if Maolin really wanted to get killed on stage, he wouldn't have needed to watch this at all- he could've just gotten him ready to go on stage!
"The boss said that he can guarantee your victory, but the five hundred thousand you deserve, he can only give you three hundred thousand. Do you have any objections?" Scorpion came back to the room and asked.
"Yes, yes!" Maolin heard that- not only could he guarantee his victory, but he could also get three hundred thousand! This was great news! His bottom line was to stay alive, and as far as he was concerned, he didn't need to pay anything. This three hundred thousand was an unexpected windfall!
"Before you go on stage, I will inject you with a drug. This drug is similar to the energy pill from before. It will allow you to have superhuman strength for thirty minutes!" Scorpion said, "But you must kill your opponent within thirty minutes! Otherwise, you'll have no choice but to resign yourself to fate! "
"This … Is the strength pill really that useful?" Maolin didn't really believe it. He was afraid that Scorpion was lying to trick him into fighting.
"Why would I lie to you? This medicine is quite expensive. If the boss didn't think that the short brute won two rounds in a row and lost control of the bets for the third round, the boss would lose a lot of money if he won again. Do you think he would give you such an expensive medicine? "Little Scorpion snorted," After deducting your two hundred thousand, it's not even enough to pay for this medicine! "
"I see! Heh heh, I got it! "Maolin heard Scorpion's explanation and was instantly filled with confidence.
Scorpion was right- other than the matches, the boss would also bet on the fights, and now that the short man had won two matches in a row, the bets for the third match would reach a new height! No one would bet on a dark horse like Maolin, they'd all bet on the short man!
In that case, if the short man won again, the owner of the underground boxing arena would suffer a huge loss!
With that thought, Maolin became more alert. He'd decided that after this fight, he'd take the money and leave. He'd never participate in this kind of competition again, not even if he had the Pill of Vigor!
Otherwise, the more he won, the more bets he had on him, the more the boss would find a way to kill him!
The third match started, and Maolin, injected with the strength pill, was sent to the stage. His opponent was still the short man from before!
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