"Spider, defeat him for , show no rcy." Night clenched his teeth tightly as he spoke viciously. He couldn’t believe that none of the people he brought could defeat this person. Even if it was a war of attrition, he would exhaust him to death.
At this mont, the negative emotions brought by humiliation had completely overwheld his rationality. He no longer considered how relying on a war of attrition to defeat others would stain his reputation. He just wanted the person who disgraced him to die. He even blad the Hornet, who just lost the fight, for being ineffective. A nearly two-ter tall man couldn’t even defeat such a weak-looking pretty boy, what use was he!
Although Night didn’t voice his complaints about the Hornet, the fact that he didn’t even order a brother to take the Hornet to the hospital created an irreparable crack in his image among his subordinates without him realizing it.
Spider observed his boss’s furious face and spoke in a gruff voice, "Night, don’t worry. I’ll beat him until he cries for his parents." As he said this, Spider slapped his chest loudly to assure him.
In the arena, Xu Ke refused the saline solution offered by the referee to replenish his stamina. Instead, he looked in the direction of Night’s crew with a cold and fierce gaze, pondering on the things he had privately investigated.
It had been three years since his parents passed away, and the things that needed to be erased had long been erased. However, the deaths of his grandfather and uncles had occurred this year, and not long ago. Despite the other party’s efforts to cover up, they still left so clues.
Whenever Xu Ke thought about how mbers of the Xu Family had died mysteriously and how he was driven out of the house, the killing intent in his heart was unstoppable. This was also the reason why Xu Ke struck so heavily. If it weren’t for the presence of so many people, Hornet would have suffered more than just two broken arms and a fractured leg.
While Xu Ke was lost in thought, a slightly shorter figure, appearing just over 1.7 ters tall yet muscular, stepped into the arena. It was Spider.
Compared to Hornet, his initial impression was one of simplicity.
Now, standing in front of Xu Ke, he didn’t exude a hint of killing intent. He seed more like a farr. Based on the intelligence given by Brother Long, this person seed to be a power-type fighter.
But Xu Ke didn’t agree. The reason why people thought he was a power-type fighter was just because he hadn’t showcased his speed and techniques. Not showcasing them didn’t an he wasn’t skilled. Previously, everyone thought he leaned towards technique, but who knew he was actually a power-type?
Therefore, Xu Ke didn’t rely on the information from Brother Long and let down his guard. Instead, he stepped back, creating a distance between the two, positioning himself in a place where he could attack and defend effectively.
Xu Ke’s caution left Spider montarily stunned, and then he laughed. The aura around him suddenly transford into sothing bloody and violent. The audience, who were previously jeering at Xu Ke’s retreat, froze upon witnessing Spider’s change, with only one thought in their minds.
Who is this person?
However, Xu Ke, who was prepared for this, showed little facial change, becoming even more composed and calm for having guessed correctly.
Xu Ke had no desire to converse with the opponent, but the other spoke first, "You are the first to see through my disguise. If we were outside the arena, I might have wanted to be friends with you. But unfortunately, you chose to go against Night. But since I admire you, I’ll make your exit less painful."
Spider grinned cruelly, and the next mont, he charged at Xu Ke like a cannonball. This move and attack thod remarkably mirrored Xu Ke’s earlier tactics. The only difference was Spider’s attack was faster, and his punches more powerful, bearing an unstoppable force like a tiger descending a mountain.
"Die!" Spider shouted loudly.
"Wishful thinking," Xu Ke said coldly and charged in the sa manner.
Xu Ke pushed forward on tiptoe, bending his legs slightly, and rose into the air before the opponent’s punch landed, throwing a punch downward.
Spider didn’t expect Xu Ke to use such a move. He couldn’t dodge in ti, nor did he have ti to retract. He could only withstand the blow with his body. Luckily, before the punch landed, he forcibly changed his course, so the punch ant for his head landed on his shoulder instead.
With just one strike, Spider heard the sound of bones cracking and could even see with the naked eye that a part of his shoulder collapsed, illustrating how much force Xu Ke used.
"Yield, and I’ll spare you. Otherwise, when I get excited, you won’t have the opportunity to call it off," Xu Ke turned around and said coldly.
"Your grandfather never yields. Take my punch," Spider spat on the ground and swung another punch.
This ti, they were so close that Xu Ke couldn’t evade. Spider smiled confidently as he aid for Xu Ke’s stomach. He trusted his strength; if this punch landed on Xu Ke’s gut, he guaranteed Xu Ke wouldn’t straighten up again, or worse, suffer internal injuries requiring imdiate dical rescue.
Spider’s eyes were fixed on Xu Ke’s stomach, not realizing danger lood from above. Just as his punch was about to hit Xu Ke’s abdon, Xu Ke slightly shifted his body, letting the blow barely graze him while clasping both hands onto Spider’s head, montarily overwhelming him with dizziness.
Xu Ke bent his knees, forcibly guiding Spider’s head toward his own knee, a sound of nasal bone breaking echoed in Spider’s mind. "Who’s your grandpa? Huh?" Xu Ke, eyes red, repeatedly slamd Spider’s face onto his knee. Blood stread from Spider’s nose and mouth, but Xu Ke seed impervious, relentlessly repeating the move.
"Whose grandpa are you? Answer ." Family was a forbidden subject for Xu Ke. Though he hadn’t planned to be so ruthless, Spider’s words triggered him. Xu Ke’s brutal actions stirred the onlookers, and the chants of Xu Ke’s na were even louder than in the previous match.
"You are...my...grandpa." Spider used his hands to block Xu Ke’s action, his head and vision blurred beyond recognition, feeling like presbyopia. Yet he relied on his strong will, using his arms to guard his face to prevent his head injuries from worsening.
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