Chapter 327 - Tap out. (2/2)

He didn't notice how I shifted my weight to the right foot at the back as I kicked upwards with my left. The hit was clean and he almost stumbled backwards. He's still disoriented and I applaud him for staying conscious. He tried his best to fight while still groggy but I only need a few seconds to finish off someone with a status ailment.

Another solid low kick tripped him down and he lost his footing. He tried his best to stand up but my arms are already wrapped around his neck. He has no choice left but to tap out and I quickly let go.

”What was that?” he said while sitting down.

”Good game. Don't get up yet.” I replied while smiling, not bothering to answer his question.

The other participants next to him lost by default except for #20. It was a drunk guy making his way towards the gate but it was too anticlimactic. I thought I was gonna face-off with someone that knows drunk-boxing but all he managed to knock out is himself. I don't know how he managed to trip on a flat surface but he did. He fell head-first and blood started spurting out from the wound on his head.

”...” everyone else.

”Umm, did I win? I'm done now, right?” I asked the announcer just to make sure.

”Unfortunately, yes… I wish that drunk f.u.c.ker went first.” he replied, dejectedly.

”Do the winners on each cage get to fight each other?” I asked.

”Soon, we're just waiting for the others to finish but it would be settled with a different event and before that is the ladies' turn first.” he replied.

The cheers for the other participants resounded, drowning out the rest of our conversation.

I made my way back to the truck and Kaley quickly sat me down. Kaley tried to stop the bleeding from my cheek and she looked for other injuries. There seems to be none except for minor cuts that don't need any stitches. Even the cut on my cheek just needed the bleeding to be stopped and she just placed some cream to help with the process.

Irene and her group are still trying to adjust to the consensual violence that is happening. They're enjoying the fights but their expressions would change each time an arm or a leg is getting snapped or blood is flowing out from a huge cut. Jerry's trying his best to calm them down when that happens but Irene seems to be thinking of something else entirely.

”I should've joined this division. I could take down a few of them easily.” Tatiana muttered.

”Most of them didn't even have formal training. There's a select few in the other cages but they mostly rely on raw power. It's something a few techniques couldn't stop.” I replied.

The fights from the other cages continued and Ilya dominated in his cage.

”He's gonna be pissed when he discovers it later.” I thought to myself.