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Chapter 93: The Black Fox Mask

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: The Black Fox Mask

Bear King had always prided himself on his dynamic visual acuity, but with Chen Wei, why had it failed him?

It wasn’t completely ineffective, rather, it had failed by half.

Just a second ago, Chen Wei was three to four meters away, but in the next, he suddenly appeared right in front of himself, without any warning, as if the middle frame had been cut out.

Or could it be that this guy’s speed is faster than the speed of my blinking?

How is that possible?

How can it be so preposterous!

Wait! What am I thinking about here? I need to dodge! Yes, dodge!

His gaze refocused on Chen Wei, only to see him raising his fist.

Bear King felt that he should be able to dodge it.

But the moment Chen Wei swung his fist, Bear King felt as if a ten-thousand-ton mountain was pressing down on him, an oppressive feeling sweeping over his entire body, leaving him completely unable to move.

In a daze, he even saw two figures, one black and one white, waving at him from the distance, near the exit!

Bang!

Boom!

Then, before everyone’s eyes, Bear King was sent flying by Chen Wei’s punch, slamming harshly into the rope barricade.

The ropes tensed rapidly, tighter and tighter, on the verge of ripping apart!

"Oh my God! The power of that punch is just too terrifying!"

"That fence isn’t going to just break apart, is it?"

"It’s possible!"

"Tsk tsk, that’s brutal, at least half of his teeth flew out."

"Damn it, I’m really going bankrupt this time, Bear King? What a crappy Bear King! Shit!"

...

Seeing Bear King’s body bounced back by the barricade, falling in front of himself, Chen Wei was somewhat surprised, "It seems that the arena here is a bit sturdier than at the gym."

"Hey? Still conscious? If you are, keep going," Chen Wei squatted down, reaching out to pat Bear King’s face, which was bruised and facial features distorted.

After seven or eight seconds, Bear King finally responded with a great jolt.

He slowly raised his arm, propping up his upper body.

"Great! It’s not over yet! You useless fellow, hit him, hit him!" a group of gamblers on the stage shouted vehemently.

Who had time now to mock Chen Wei?

"Kid, you’re definitely dead this time." Bear King reached into his pocket for a small vial, shaking out a red Pill and popping it into his mouth.

The pain throughout his body disappeared instantly, and he could finally stand up steadily.

In places like this, once you’re on the stage, there are no rules. You either surrender or win by any means necessary.

Chen Wei was accustomed to this, so he didn’t make a fuss about Bear King’s cheating.

The Pill was most likely a nerve stimulant, a hormone drug, use it once, and it cuts down half a year of your life, even possibly leaving lifelong ailments!

"Hey, isn’t it better to admit defeat honestly? Why self-harm like this?" Chen Wei spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and could only feel speechless.

"Kid, what do you know! Go to hell!" Deaths in the underground ring were not unusual, so Bear King could be bold in harboring murderous intent towards Chen Wei.

Watching this scene, the gamblers clenched their bets, laughing sinisterly.

"We’ve won!"

"Don’t lose, no matter what!"

"Bear King must win!"

...

Bang!

Boom!

Yet immediately following came a loud noise from behind.

In the blink of an eye, they noticed that the Bear King had disappeared from the arena at some point, and this time, the rope railing couldn’t withstand the pressure anymore and snapped.

"..." Their movements were in unison, like ancient, un-oiled machinery creaking as they turned their heads to look behind them, trembling with fear burgeoning in their eyes.

They saw the Bear King, limbs distorted, like a cripple, eyes rolled back, lying amidst the rubble, whether dead or alive was unknown.

Seeing this, the medical team of the organizers quickly set into motion, determined to save him if there was even a sliver of life left.

If they really couldn’t bring him back, then there was nothing to be done.

Half a minute later.

The referee finally recovered from the shock, "I announce the winner is the Fair-faced Scholar!"

Cheers?

None, there was only utter silence.

Many had underestimated Chen Wei, bet everything on the Bear King, and lost everything. How could they possibly manage a smile?

"Hahaha, good, well done, thank you for helping me win thirty million."

This voice was particularly grating.

People turned their heads, only then noticing the woman sitting in a corner, wearing a black fox mask.

The combination of red, gold, and black patterns gave off an eerie aura, strikingly different from Guan Shanyue standing below the stage.

"Oh!" Guan Shanyue issued a meaningful sound upon noticing the black fox.

Nobody knew what kind of expression was hidden beneath her mask.

Chen Wei stepped down from the stage.

"How do you feel?" Guan Shanyue approached and asked.

"Weak, far too weak, felt almost like hitting a punching bag," Chen Wei sighed.

"That guy could only be considered average here. You can still look forward to more," Guan Shanyue didn’t expect that after three years, not only had Chen Wei not weakened, but his prowess had grown even more formidable.

"Can’t I just fight with you directly, senior sister?" Chen Wei asked.

"You’re currently D rank, to be precise, having just defeated the A-rated Bear King, you should now be promoted to B rank. Once you reach A rank, you can compete against me," Guan Shanyue explained the rules.

"What’s the highest rank I can challenge right now?" Chen Wei asked again.

"S," Guan Shanyue answered.

Hearing that, Chen Wei turned to a staff member, "Arrange a few S-ranked opponents for me."

"This..." The staff member hesitated upon hearing this.

"Is there a problem?" Chen Wei pressed.

"Sir, although you’ve reached B rank and beaten the Bear King, there’s a huge disparity in strength between S rank and A rank. If you compare the Bear King with someone from S rank, that would be a severe mistake." What he implied was that Chen Wei should take it step by step rather than aiming too high and risking his life!

"No matter, just arrange it," Chen Wei insisted.

"But..." The staff member wanted to continue but was silenced by a look from Guan Shanyue.

Turning away, she murmured, "Good advice is wasted on those hell-bent on their own demise."

Upon hearing that Chen Wei would challenge S rank, everyone became interested.

"Who are you betting on this time?"

"Definitely an S-ranked fighter, isn’t that obvious?"

"But he nearly instantly took out the Bear King just now, what if..."

"There’s no ’what if’! Can the trash like Bear King even be compared to S rank? Ask him if he dares to compete with someone from S rank!"

"Come to think of it, that seems true; the Bear King has never fought anyone above A rank."

...

This time, the number of people betting on Chen Wei increased, although it was only more when compared to the last time.

When compared to the total number, those willing to bet on Chen Wei winning were still a very small minority.

The woman wearing the black fox mask, starkly distinct from Guan Shanyue’s style, once again bet the thirty million she had just earned and not even warmed up, all on Chen Wei, sparing nothing.