Chapter 451: Unequal Confrontation
Hearing the chubby man’s words, Xiao Yifei was suddenly filled with curiosity about Buddha, because from what the chubby man said, he could infer that this Buddha was probably just an ordinary person with somewhat stronger recovery abilities, who hadn’t undergone any professional training. And indeed, from the look in Xiao Yifei’s eyes, he also discerned the answer.
And thus, knowing that Buddha had achieved two victories, one could realize what great risks he must have truly faced to arrive at this outcome.
"Alas, it’s also because his opponents in the first two rounds weren’t very strong, and he managed to endure and win those two matches by relying on his flesh and blood. But now, I feel like Buddha is being given up on. Joker’s strength is too formidable, and perhaps Dream Paradise now wants to push Joker to be the first to ten wins and take away the fifty million dollars," the chubby man said, shaking his head with a bitter expression: "No wonder there wasn’t much hype for this match. It turns out it’s simply a match where the outcome is known in advance, it’s just a pity for Buddha. Fighters have the right to refuse a match; knowing that he might not survive this match, I wonder why he still chose to fight. It’s really not easy!"
Xiao Yifei’s eyes were fixed firmly on Buddha, whose expression still bore that troubled look, his eyebrows drooped, and his eyes so calm that they were rippleless, leaving one completely at a loss as to what he was truly thinking.
And just after the two fighters took to the stage, the man in gold clothes spoke up once again.
"Let us welcome our Dream Paradise’s star fighter, Joker, with the most enthusiastic screams and applause!"
In an instant, thunderous screams filled the air, deafening, as if they could flip the entire underground space upside down. It was clear that everyone was familiar with ’Joker’ and recognized his strength, and Joker had indeed earned everyone’s acclaim!
"Right, we also have our resilient fighter ’Buddha.’ He truly lives up to his moniker. Even today, amid this situation, he still maintains a worried countenance, unchanged."
The voice tinged with mockery came from the man in golden clothes, followed by sporadic laughter from the audience. In the eyes of the onlookers, it seemed Buddha wasn’t even interesting enough to be ridiculed, and it was obvious that no one was really betting on Buddha to win; the odds displayed on the big screen overhead said it all.
Fifty thousand to one