Chapter 491: Big day and VIP SCIONS (2/2)

”Greetings Elder brother Gnyan.” His voice was a little cold, but there is an amiable smile on his face, Gnyan didn't take this lightly and replied in an equally cold tone.

”Greetings Younger brother Rana. I didn't expect that within the short term that you took over the Arena you would organize such a big event.”

”I am just lucky that the Guardian brought such a valuable and interesting fighter to the Arena. Of course, we can't let his talent to waste. That guy is an absolute battle maniac and all his battles are too easy. So, an even as grand as this is a necessity to showcase his full potential.”

After that he went to the last VIP seat and sat there while the supervisors stood beside him.

And with a single hand gesture the referee announced the first battle.

Sam looked at Rana and the latter also exchanged the glance and there seemed to be a meaning behind it and Sam understood what it meant. It is a warning to Sam, to not fuck this up.

Sam didn't think much of it, he only smiled and looked at the first candidate, the Iron Level ranked 20.

He is a fist user, and his face is extremely gloomy. Who would want to fight in a battle which is solely going to be an elevating stage for one person?

He wore a pair of knuckledusters and the metallic spikes would hurt a person a lot. When the referee signalled the fight, he didn't even halt for a fraction of a second and ran straight towards Sam.

Sam was cool and calm, when that person started the fight with straight punch, he didn't block or counter attack, instead he just dodged it casually with a cocky crooked grin.

He took a step back and also raised his hands and took a boxing stance; this made the opponent even more angry.

Sam danced around the ring for the next two minutes, he just threw a jab all the time and he only use ten percent of his strength.

He didn't hit with full power and he is not even using the full strength of his physical body much less the spiritual energy.

The opponent became frustrated, no matter what he is doing he couldn't get past the jab. It is like a viper, never missing the bite.

He also understood that Sam is only using the right hand for blocking and even the left hand that is hitting him in the face is not actually at full strength.

He felt humiliated and his spirit is breaking, he is at the same cultivation level as Sam, but the latter is miles forward in skill.

All of a sudden, he didn't care anymore and brought out his trump card. He started throwing hooks from left and right continuously as he advanced forward.

Sam stepped back as he dodged.

The knuckle dusters of the opponent glowed as if they are made of worlds most dazzling diamonds and the single hit would destroy anything in the path.

Sam didn't have time to dodge, the punches are too fast, if he could endure it though, the opponent is meat on the chopping block.

As he stepped backward, he realized that he is at the barrier, he couldn't dodge it anymore. He either take the hits or he finish the battle. And it seems like the opponent's fists are getting stronger with every hit and he would go on for another minute at least.

He also noticed that the opponent's legs created cracks on the stage making him grounded on the spot.

Sam decided that it is about time he finished.

His fist finally showed signs of spiritual energy circulation. But it is very small and anyway it is used to power his muscle fibres. He still decided to use his physical strength to attack.

Sam lunged forward and used his left hand to block the left hook as he punched the hand that was coming at him and used the same left hand's elbow to stop the right hook that was already on the way.

The rhythm broke and all of a sudden, Sam threw his right hand for the first time in the fight. He threw it right at the body and that too in the form of an upper cut.

The blow landed cleanly, but the opponent didn't fly away, the air in the surroundings cleared away for a second as the cracks under the legs of the opponent became deeper and he puked blood on Sam.

He just stood there as if he was a statue and blood spewed out of his mouth for three seconds. Sam didn't stand there when he saw the blood coming and walked to the centre of the stage as he looked at his black vest that was soaked in his opponent's blood with a frustrated look.

The audience realized that the fight is over and the stadium burst into cheers.