Chapter 709: Victory
The fight ended quickly, even as they were discussing it, it ended without them noticing, and surprisingly, the white man won. From the start, the black man didn’t take the white man seriously, thinking he could easily beat him. Relying on his height, he had no strategy at all and just fought wildly.
He thought hitting the opponent a few times would make him retreat, but the white man was more agile. Being short made him very nimble, dodging around so the black man couldn’t even hit him, just wasting his energy. Eventually, when his energy was drained, he was like a fish on the chopping board, completely at the mercy of his opponent. Having a strategy really did seem better, Shen Dong knew this in his heart.
Seeing the woman beside him getting excited, it seemed she had made some money, feeling the joy. Not bad at all. If she earned money, then he could get a share, so he went over and said, "That’s pretty good, you’ve started earning already, shouldn’t you share some with me? You said it yourself just now, don’t tell me you’re thinking of going back on your word?"
He was just teasing with that remark; how could he take his girlfriend’s money? When Kang Yue heard this, she quickly handed over half of the money to Shen Dong, saying, "Don’t worry, how could I swallow your money? Here you go, consider it as me sponsoring you, you’ve indeed been working hard lately.
But do you want to join me in betting next? The next one will definitely be more thrilling; you might make even more. Look, I don’t even know how many times I’ve doubled my money now. Come on, bet with me, you might make enough to cover your bar’s losses. Aren’t you tempted?"
"Trust me, you won’t regret it," Kang Yue said, pushing the money in front of Shen Dong, who accepted nearly half of it. Since his girlfriend was inviting him to gamble, he decided to gamble.
Waiting for the next match to start, it was another battle with a big disparity in strength. It seemed only such matches were interesting, letting everyone know whom to bet on. Sometimes, believing in the weaker one to create a miracle, other times steadfastly betting on the stronger one, believing they would last longer in the ring. To some wealthy spectators, this was just a small scale entertainment.
Nobody considered the life or death of those on stage important. Once on the ring, they were signing up for a life-or-death situation, and if someone died, it would be considered an accident with no compensation. Thus, they had only to fight desperately to survive. Of course, if they really didn’t want to die, they could also surrender, and once surrendered, the opponent couldn’t hit them anymore.
Hitting after a surrender would be a violation, resulting in being banned from the ring forever. Therefore, during the fight, one must be fully alert to stop in time if the opponent suddenly surrendered.
"Which of these two do you think is better? Going for the shorter one again? I always feel it’s like this on the ring, if it’s the shorter one, then what’s the advantage of the tall ones?"