At the same time.
The horn of the tournament sounded.
The spectators in the stands immediately became excited, all standing up shouting and yelling.
Meanwhile, the two men in the third-floor box were leisurely enjoying their drinks, completely unmoved.
As if the joys and sorrows of the outside world had nothing to do with them.
The two capital magnates were interested in the benefits the competition brought them, not the process of the matches.
Suddenly, Jiang Wang mentioned, "Oh, by the way, Yan, did you notice the short-armed, short-legged little boy sitting in the corner just now?"
Jun Yan's fingers, slender as jade, were holding a wine glass. Upon hearing this, he paused for a moment and responded coolly, "Hmm, what about him?"
Jiang Wang said, "That little boy clearly came looking for death. Tut, I wonder if he bought insurance in advance."
Because of his petite size and being targeted by that Gu Hu, he paid a bit more attention.
Jun Yan gently tapped the wine glass with his index finger, his eyelids lowered, long curled lashes resting under his eyes.
"Came to seek death? Not necessarily."
His deep voice was like smoke, seemingly elusive, yet inexplicably certain.
Jiang Wang laughed, "Yan, you don't think that little boy is an expert, do you?"
With those thin arms and legs, it was obvious he hadn't trained his body.
Not to mention fighting, he would probably find it exhausting just to carry a few pounds of pork.
Jun Yan didn't respond, only took a small sip of his red wine.
Seeing this, Jiang Wang chuckled, "Yan, how about a wager?"
He rarely had a differing opinion with Jun Yan over the strength of a little boy, so it would be a shame not to bet.
Jun Yan showed some interest, lifted his eyelids, and glanced at Jiang Wang, "What shall we bet?"
Jiang Wang immediately made an audacious offer, "How about your plot of land at the southern metro area?"
Jun Yan: "What will you stake against me?"
Jiang Wang knew there was room to negotiate, chuckling, "Don't worry, it will be of equal value, you won't lose out!"
After all, Jun Yan couldn't possibly beat him; his eyes had always been sharp and discerning.
So Jun Yan was bound to lose!
The thought of obtaining a piece of prime land for nothing put Jiang Wang in a great mood.
Very soon.
The competition reached a fever pitch.
Ever since it was Gu Hu's turn to fight, nearly all opponents were crushed savagely.
Even the man with the afro couldn't escape the same fate.
He rolled off the ring, his face swollen and red, utterly disheveled.
Once again, the referee's voice announced Gu Hu's victory.
The cheers in the venue reached their peak.
The referee glanced at the registration sheet and then said, "There's one last competitor. If Gu Hu defeats this one, tonight's champion will undoubtedly be him!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Hu's body shook with excitement.
The moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
And as for the last contestant, he didn't even need to guess who it was.
Hmph, it was time for him to take his revenge!
The referee looked at the registration sheet again and said, "The next contestant has quite a domineering name, clearly indicating great confidence and strength!"
"Now, let's welcome contestant number 58, king, to the stage!"
King?
Such a domineering name!
Nobody had ever dared to use the name King in the Dunhuang Arena Competition.
After all, with Lie Huang and Leng Huang holding the crown, who would dare to tread on them?
And yet, this King obviously didn't care about Lie Huang and Leng Huang.
A contestant who even disregards Lie Huang and Leng Huang must be incredibly powerful?!
Everyone couldn't help but crane their necks in anticipation.
Even the referee was eagerly looking forward to this King contestant.
However, when a slender boy wearing a baseball cap and mask slowly walked onto the stage, everyone, including the referee, was stunned…
No one had imagined that such an awe-inspiring name belonged to a kid who seemed not even to be of age?!
A crowd that had just been full of great expectations was suddenly disillusioned.
"Tch, this not-even-170cm little stature, yet he dares to call himself King?!"
"If he's King, I'm King's father!"
"With that height, forget Tiger Bro's head, he probably couldn't even reach his knees."
"Haha, a match between a giant and a dwarf—how damn funny is that!"
The stands echoed with waves of mocking laughter.
Nobody had any expectation for this King, surely he was just there to give Tiger Bro another easy win and steal some spotlight.
The referee's once-excited mood was doused with cold water upon seeing King's true form, chilled to the bone.
Needless to say, this match, the outcome was already certain; it didn't even matter whether it was fought or not.
When Gu Hu saw Si Fan daring to stand in front of him, he sneered coldly, "Brat, you dare stand in front of me, you're quite bold. I hope you can withstand till the end, don't get killed by one strike so easily!"
On the ring, life and death were a matter of fate.
Accidentally killing someone was not uncommon.
Anyway, everyone signed a consent form before participating; no responsibilities for deaths on the ring.
After all, it was a mutual agreement; who could be blamed?!
Gu Hu had anyway decided to teach this brat a good lesson, even if he didn't kill him, he would at least leave him half-dead on the ring!
Si Fan didn't even glance at Gu Hu, her posture lazy, those dark, clear peach blossom eyes carrying a hint of reckless arrogance and lifelong contempt.
As if the tall and mighty Gu Hu before her was just an unworthy heap.
Gu Hu was infuriated by Si Fan's arrogant attitude, yelling at the referee, "Hurry up and announce the start!"
At his words, the referee quickly made a gesture.
Three…
Two…
One…
The whistle blew—
Hearing the whistle, Jun Yan and Jiang Wang stood up simultaneously, coming to the viewing platform to look down at the center of the ring.
The boy in black clothes and pants, exuding a cold arrogance, seemed utterly unafraid.
While Gu Hu opposite had slipped into immense frenzy, swinging his huge limbs frantically, preparing to deal the boy a fatal blow.
In the audience stands, there was a unanimous cheer for Tiger Bro, sure of his victory, uniform and aligned.
Nobody believed this boy named King would win, thinking he must be putting on a show.
Once Gu Hu made his move, he would be scared to knees, begging for mercy, calling him "dad."
Amid all the anticipation, Gu Hu struck first.
As he charged towards the boy, the entire ring trembled.
The referee huddled in the furthest corner, afraid of getting caught in the chaos.
Nearing the moment when Tiger Bro's big fist was about to slam onto the boy's head.
The crowd, in tacit understanding, all closed their eyes, not daring to witness the gruesome scene of a head being smashed.
A massive impact surged.
The cap above the boy's head was lifted off.
A cascade of pitch-black long hair flowed freely, dancing in the air like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
Accentuating those extraordinary bright peach blossom eyes with a particularly icy defiance.
Jiang Wang caught sight of this scene and couldn't help expressing admiration, "Yo, didn't think the boy was quite artistic and fashionable, keeping long hair, looks kinda cool."
But no matter how cool, it couldn't escape the fact of being hit.
Jun Yan's black eyes narrowed, fingers with distinct knuckles pressed against the railing, the beautiful finger bones exerting a slight force.