Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 339: The Battle Must Have Atmosphere

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: The Battle Must Have Atmosphere

"Shall we... begin?"

"Come on." Edson nodded casually, but his entire being was already on full alert.

He could tell that Lu Xiao was still Third-tier.

However, the sense of threat Lu Xiao posed to him was far beyond that of any Third-tier.

"How about this, Mr. Edson, you make the first move, otherwise I’m afraid you won’t get the chance later," Lu Xiao didn’t charge forward but instead taunted Edson with a chuckle.

Veins bulged on Edson’s forehead—Lu Xiao, this bastard, actually dared to humiliate him like this!

Me, not have the chance? Am I the Fourth Rank, or are you?

There should be a limit to your arrogance.

The audience below the stage was twitching at the corners of their mouths, wondering where Lu Xiao got such courage from.

"I have to say, I am quite impressed with Lu Xiao’s guts."

"Indeed, if it were me, I would definitely be nodding and bowing before Mr. Edson."

"It’s exactly this kind of arrogance that I like so much."

"You call this bravery? I call it stupidity! He’s going to get killed sooner or later."

It was noisy and boisterous below the stage, while above, not a single move was made.

Edson didn’t rush forward just because of Lu Xiao’s provocations. After all, this was the final match with no time limit, so there was no rush.

He only needed to patiently wait for the right moment and then make a killing blow.

It was Lu Xiao who should be worried. Although Edson was unclear what kind of trump card Lu Xiao was holding back, it was likely some temporary power-enhancing method or drug.

But such things always came with a time limit.

Not only that, but after using them, the user’s own strength would be damaged to varying degrees.

So, dragging it out slowly was also a good tactic.

"Mr. Edson, you are Fourth Rank, and asking me, a Third-tier, to make the first move would be unreasonable, wouldn’t it?" Lu Xiao switched to provocation mode.

Edson snorted with disdain, "You know I’m Fourth Rank? A Fourth Rank confronting a Third-tier is already a loss of face for me. If I were to strike first, what would others think of me?"

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes; this old guy’s mind was quite nimble, not getting tricked at all.

"Fine, then let’s just stand here. I’ve got all the time in the world," Lu Xiao spread his hands and shrugged, adopting the stance that he would not make the first move even if it killed him.

Edson remained unflustered and unruffled; on the contrary, a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

"Lu Xiao, how about this—you concede. It would be the best option for you," Edson raised an eyebrow as he suggested.

He was indeed sincere with this proposition.

If Lu Xiao conceded, he would not only leave the stage safely but also get 20 billion US dollars and five Mutated Crystals.

That’s 20 billion US dollars and five Mutated Crystals! If it were offered to him, he would concede.

Pride? Pride is important, but not as much as 20 billion US dollars.

"Don’t worry, once I’ve beaten you to the ground and you can’t get up, I’ll naturally concede," Lu Xiao nodded.

The corners of Edson’s mouth twitched—you really dare to say anything.

The audience below the stage was also taken aback.

From what Lu Xiao was implying, he planned to knock Edson down first, then voluntarily admit defeat.

What kind of tactic was that?

"I get it, the Superpower Alliance must have reached an agreement with Lu Xiao, promising him adequate compensation if he loses."

"That’s probably the case; otherwise, Lu Xiao wouldn’t say something like that."

"You believe whatever Lu Xiao says? If he could really beat Edson, wouldn’t it be better to take 200 billion US dollars?"

"200 billion US dollars—do you think the Superpower Alliance would welch on the deal?"

As time ticked away by the second, Lu Xiao and Edson still stood opposite each other, neither showing any intention to make a move.

The audience did not urge them on, after all, it was the last final match, and everyone had time to spare, right?

As evening approached, the sun set, and daylight faded.

The lights of the entire competition area came on, especially around the stage; huge stadium lights illuminated the entire platform brightly.

"These fights should happen at night. The atmosphere is just perfect," Lu Xiao suddenly remarked.

When the crowd heard Lu Xiao’s words, they were at a loss for words—what was wrong with this guy’s brain? Was the sense of atmosphere really the focus here?

The point was when he and Edson were actually going to start fighting.

It’s not like everyone was in a rush, but they couldn’t just keep dragging on forever. It had been an hour and there was still no sign of action.

We can’t just wait around forever, right? Either you guys set a time for how many hours this is going to take, or we’ll go eat if we need to eat, go pee if we need to pee.

Otherwise, I’m really worried that those with weak bladders will burst before they even get to see the match.

"Then, time to send you off!" In the next second, Lu Xiao suddenly charged toward Edson.

His surging Inner Qi was fully unleashed.