Chapter 96: You're Dead This Time
All eyes were on the stage.
Xiao Ye dodged with ease, then extended an arm to block Black Dragon's path.
With a single grappling throw, he slammed him viciously to the ground!
A taste of his own medicine!
THUD!
Black Dragon's neck struck the ground hard with a dull thud.
The immense force knocked him out instantly, leaving him motionless.
With an injury that severe, even if they managed to save his life, he was bound to end up in a vegetative state.
The man had a vicious face and reeked of bloodlust. He clearly had more than one life on his hands.
Not sending him to meet the King of Hell directly was already a sign of Xiao Ye's mercy.
The once-raucous crowd below the stage fell silent, as if someone had hit a pause button.
None of them had ever imagined that Black Dragon, who looked so much more muscular than Xiao Ye, would be taken down with a grappling throw by a pretty boy who seemed too weak to stand up to a gust of wind.
And with just one move, Black Dragon had lost all ability to fight!
They had all seen the force of that blow clearly; there was no way it was faked!
In other words, this kid, whom none of them had given a second thought, possessed such incredible strength.
He had defeated the renowned fighter Black Dragon with a single blow!
Xiao Ye frowned, looking at his hand in disgust. He walked to the edge of the stage and said to the announcer, "Get me a wet wipe."
'This is a boxing match, not a beauty pageant.'
That Black Dragon had actually coated his body in something like palm oil, and now it was all stuck to Xiao Ye's hand.
The announcer instinctively handed over a clean white towel.
Xiao Ye took it and began methodically wiping his fingers.
'So filthy!'
Only then did the crowd snap back to their senses.
A deafening roar erupted, nearly blowing the roof off the entire underground arena!
"Holy shit, this kid is fucking awesome!"
"Whose fighter is he? How is he so strong?"
"Black Dragon is such a piece of trash! A guy that huge, and he lost in one move!"
Although those who had bet on Black Dragon were filled with regret, they were now mostly excited. They stared intently at Xiao Ye, eager to see his performance in the next round.
After wiping his hands clean, Xiao Ye casually tossed the towel off the stage.
His cold gaze swept past Chu Yan, pausing for only a moment before he looked away.
"Next."
The announcer, unable to hide his excitement, raised his voice.
Most of the people who frequented the arena genuinely loved this kind of bloody, brutal game!
The sudden appearance of a dark horse had their blood boiling with excitement!
"Let's invite our second fighter!"
"He is—Hunter!"
Cheers erupted from the crowd once more.
"Hunter is ranked tenth in the entire arena! Even if this kid beat Black Dragon, he's definitely no match for Hunter!"
"That's right, Black Dragon is nothing compared to him!"
Amidst the crowd's cheers, Hunter entered the stage.
Although his build wasn't as exaggerated as Black Dragon's, the lines of his muscles were more defined.
He was staring intently at Xiao Ye, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.
"Black Dragon only lost so badly because he underestimated his opponent!"
His words immediately drew murmurs of agreement from the crowd.
"That's right! Black Dragon underestimated him!"
"A guy his size, how could he get thrown if he wasn't careless? He probably didn't even have his stance set!"
"Kid, you're dead meat this time for sure!"
Down below, Chu Yan hadn't returned to her private box. Instead, she stood a short distance away, quietly watching the stage.
Her stunning eyes were calm and composed, without a trace of worry.
'With Xiao Ye here, it doesn't matter if it's Black Dragon or Hunter. They're not even close to his level!'
Brother Qi noticed her confidence and snorted. "The kid does have some skills, but my men are no pushovers."
"Black Dragon is just mid-tier here. Besides, the real gauntlet is just beginning!"
"Even if the kid has a few tricks up his sleeve, he won't be able to last."
Chu Yan just smiled confidently and reminded him, "Brother Qi, don't forget what you said. If he wins, you have to let my brother go!"
Brother Qi smiled, but his eyes were ice-cold. "Of course. I always keep my word."
On the stage, Hunter didn't underestimate his opponent. This time, he chose a conservative approach, intending to probe Xiao Ye's strength—a message Brother Qi had sent him.
However, he had barely thrown a punch before Xiao Ye easily blocked it.
Then, Xiao Ye hooked a leg around him and executed a perfect shoulder throw!
Hunter fell to the ground, struggling frantically.
But strangely, for a man his size, he was completely unable to move under Xiao Ye's hold!
The referee immediately jumped on stage and began the countdown. "Ten! Nine... Three, two, one!"
When the count finished, the referee tried to raise Xiao Ye's hand, but he dodged away.
Xiao Ye walked to the edge of the stage again, took the white towel from the announcer, and said expressionlessly, "Next."
The crowd fell silent once more.
"I can't believe Hunter lost too!"
"Who the hell is this kid?"
"Could this be a fixed match? Otherwise, how could a little chicken like him win?"
Someone voiced their suspicion.
But only Hunter, who had been on the stage, knew that Xiao Ye was truly strong. This was no fixed match!
Unfortunately, he was already being dragged away.
Hunter's face, which had been full of indignation, turned white as a sheet when he saw Brother Qi's cold, bloodthirsty gaze. His whole body began to tremble.
'I lost!'
'That means death!'
Xiao Ye saw this but showed no reaction, merely tossing the second towel aside nonchalantly.
A fighter who took lives for money was destined to die in the same kind of pain.
Then came the fourth.
The fifth.
The sixth!
No exceptions!
All of them were defeated in a single move!
The roars from the crowd were now deafening!
Those who had initially suspected a fixed match could now see that Xiao Ye was the real deal!
They had never seen anyone successfully clear a full gauntlet, and their excitement was beyond measure!
"I'm betting on this kid! He's definitely going to win the round!"
"Me too, but I'm only betting on him to win the next match. He looks fine now, but Brother Qi is sure to bring out his trump card soon!"
Nearly everyone below was betting on Xiao Ye to win.
If Xiao Ye kept winning, the underground arena would have to pay out a huge sum!
Many people had bet on Xiao Ye in the first two rounds, forcing the arena to pay out a total of thirty million in winnings.
Brother Qi's expression grew even colder. He clenched the cigar in his mouth. "Send in Black Dog."
The subordinate next to him was startled. "Brother Qi, are you sure?"
"Stop wasting time. Go!"
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, the announcer excitedly took the stage. "Let's welcome the challenger for the seventh round—Black Dog!"
An uproar swept through the crowd!
"What? Black Dog?"
"He's the number three ranked monster!"
"It's over. This kid is dead for sure!"
"If I'd known Black Dog was coming up, I wouldn't have bet on him!"
Soon, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked onto the stage.
His muscles weren't as exaggerated as the others, but his bare torso was covered in scars.
It was clear this man had climbed his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.