Chapter 489: Making a scene (1/2)

The next day, Sam was led out of his cell. Actually. He should be getting a new residence yesterday, but Fidi wanted to try the new publicity stunt and forgot about it. Anyway, he is not complaining about this place.

After coming to the back-stage room of the arena, Sam met with Fidi and the other supervisor who they are collaborating with and his name is Farun.

Today, both of the supervisors registered two matches between the fighters under them.

One of them is for Sam. Both of the supervisors have their two fighters near them.

Sam's fight is not the first one, the other fighters went into the ring and started fighting. Even today, the audience is not too low. At least, those who wanted to see Sam still came. Every day, after the fights are over there will be an announcement of the next day's fights within the Arena and there will also be a written notice at the entrance of the arena.

There is no other marketing plan other than this.

Sam didn't know how this works, but from his yesterday's talk with Fidi, he understood that most people who come here are Noble children who don't have much talent and occasionally some high-class nobles. The rest of them are above average working-class people.

They could still be considered rich. They are even some VIP audience in the front rows. Sam didn't get any more of the information. After all, Fidi has to trust him more to give me that. The first thing they learned in this place is that they shouldn't give any chances to the fighters to escape.

There are many cases, where the fighters tried their best to escape the place and many of them tried their best to get as much information as they can without anyone knowing.

There are even some cases that almost succeeded. So, they cannot easily divulge any information, even though it would be stupid to think that Sam wants to escape by fishing the information directly from the supervisor.

They watched the fight through the screen and soon, Sam started walking through one of the tunnels while his opponent went through another one.

Meanwhile, the fight in the Arena wasn't over. But it is in its final stages. The battle is pretty much one-sided and the winner is the fighter that belonged to Farun.

In two more blows, the fight was over. Even though it is as one-sided as Sam's fight, it is too boring.

There is no craziness that Sam displayed in tormenting his opponent present in this fight. It is too bland and the crowd is not that pleased, at least the higher level audience who are the ones that provide the income to the arena are not cheering or clapping.

As the fight was over, the winner showed off his victory by raising his hands up in the air. But at this moment, a cold voice poured cold water all over his victory.

”Get the fuck out. How much time do you need to show off this pathetic victory?”

The whole arena was stunned, they didn't expect this at all. After the audience saw who is talking, they burst into cheers once again. Sam is standing at the entrance of the tunnel with an impatient expression.

When the winner of the fight looked at him, he felt frustrated and his face became twisted with anger.

Sam is kind of famous in the fighters. Normally, the causal fighters don't have any contact with each other, but the same is not true for the ranked fighters.

Every day, they have meals together and some of them would talk between themselves.

They have individual screens within their room so that they could watch the fights.

So, they knew that Sam has become the Iron Level fighter without a winning streak. And he is also the only one in the casual fighters who enjoyed the arena so much. His crazy battling methods and twisted torture towards his past three opponents made them remember him.

They did hear the words he said about defeating every other person in the division, but nobody cared, this is not the first time they saw a braggart.

But now, he is pissed, he didn't expect that Sam would rain on his parade.

”Do you not understand? Get the fuck out, my fight is the next one.”

The fighter on the stage couldn't hold back.

”Mind your fucking mouth, you little bitch.'

”Make me.”

Sam said in a condescending tone.

At this moment, the fighter almost blew his skull off from anger and wanted to kill Sam. He is also one of the few who enjoyed the attention arena brought to him. So, he was enjoying his victory. But Sam just had to come and make things worse.

He was about to make a move, but Sam beat him to it, he used Phantom Step and appeared right below the stage, as the barrier disappeared, there are no restrictions, he held the leg of that fighter with his hand and just dragged him down and slapped straight across the face.