Chapter 60 (1/2)

“Aren’t you going to eat me up? That’s all you’ve got? Hergh!” Qin Feng threw another sock.

Bis.h.!.+

Bas.h.!.+ Punch!!!

Half of Black Psycho’s face became swollen.

The audience roared and cheered, delighted to see the unexpected turn of events.

[Wow! Patron number 182 has tipped 100,000 to Mad Fox. Let’s see what he has to say? Haha! This must be a female patron. She said: to keep Mad Fox out of the ring – she is willing to look after this handsome young man!]

More and more people were cheering on Qin Feng’s behalf.

Maybe it was because of his swollen face, or because of the humiliation, that Black Psycho roared in anger, “Die, kid!”

He raised a leg attempting to kick Qin Feng, and at the same time, a knife tip appeared on his shoe. If Qin Feng did not dodge this kick, the blade would have surely pierced his chest, and he would meet his untimely end. The shoe Qin Feng was wearing were Eagle Clubhouse standard issue, but it did not have this mechanism. Black Psycho’s shoes were exactly the same, so it meant that they were a modified pair.

There was obviously foul-play in the workings.

But in underground fights, there was no such thing as playing dirty. There was only victory, only one’s survival at play. The loser was doomed to certain death!

Qin Feng sn.i.g.g.e.red, forming a claw with his hands and grappled onto Black Psycho’s calf!

Crack!

Qin Feng crossed his hands and broke his opponent’s calf!

Before Black Psycho could even make a sound, Qin Feng pushed upwards so forcefully that the already garishly bent calves now turned towards Black Psycho’s forehead!

“Arrrghhh!”

His own pointed blade punctured his skull before Black Psycho’s eyes flickered. Then, all the strength in his body left him, and he stopped struggling.

Plop!

Qin Feng gave his victim one last gentle shove, and Black Psycho collapsed like jelly onto the ground.

Fresh, warm, blood dripped out, dyeing the rims of Black Psycho’s lifeless eyes.

For a brief minute, the whole arena went completely still, the audience coming to grips with the sudden events. Only when Black Psycho’s face was plastered on the big screens did they react with an explosive thunder of applause and hurrahs!

Had this event taken place in some other arena, the entire crowd would have been scared to death. But in this very location, the spectators were only more fired up.

The adrenaline and appalling taste of death only had them shouting for more! Qin Feng’s payoff was growing by the minute.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bell rang, and the referee declared Qin Feng winner.

The voice of the emcee echoed over the loudspeaker.

[Let us congratulate Mad Fox. His valiant might has caused us to see him in a whole new light! But Black Psycho was too careless in that battle, for speed is clearly Mad Fox’s area of expertise. This was how he was able to dodge Black Psycho’s advances and claim the victory! Mad Fox has denied Black Psycho the chance to demonstrate his caliber!]

The emcee’s words stirred and agitated the spectator’s brain cells. Truth be told, while Qin Feng was fast, he was not weak either. How else did he manage to mutilate Black Psycho’s legs?

However, the emcee’s job was to highlight weaknesses and eschew strength attempting to sway the audience from making the right judgments – a crafty method for Eagle Clubhouse to rake in huge profits at the expense of the patrons.

A large number of people agreed with the emcee: Qin Feng’s slimmer physique naturally made him much more agile; his victory in this battle was unsurprising!

“I should’ve placed my bet on Mad Fox!”

“Let’s give it another go. We’ll see if the opponent is stronger this time!”

“It’s probably nothing too impressive… it’s only the second round!”

Sure enough, the compet.i.tors for the second battle were almost similar to Black Psycho, neither weak nor strong. Qin Feng had only sparred with his opponent briefly before defeating him. He did not kill this rival, but he absorbed his internal force instead, basically the equivalent of crippling this person.

In the third and fourth battles, Qin Feng won them both, each fight lasting no more than ten minutes.

His score was moving upwards, and the wagers were increasing. Qin Feng, on the contrary, looked as relaxed as ever.

The spectators’ confidence in him automatically grew, as if believing that Qin Feng would surely win all five battles today.