Contestant No. 4 was a burly man in a black vest, his muscles like rocks. A scar ran from his eye to his mouth, giving him a fierce appearance.

Contestant No. 29, however, was a handsome young man in his twenties, with long hair and a steel sword. He looked suave, with the air of a hero from troubled times.

As soon as the long-haired young man appeared, many female fans cheered for him. He was clearly popular. Smiling, he greeted them, signed autographs, and posed for photos, acting more like a celebrity meeting fans than a fighter preparing for battle.

No. 4 remained silent, calmly watching the scene.

Eventually, Orion Foster couldn’t stand it anymore. He interrupted the long-haired young man’s fan interactions and announced the start of the match.

When Orion finished speaking, the quiet No. 4 finally moved. He shot forward like a cannonball and, once close to the young man, unleashed a flurry of punches as fast as lightning.

The punches were so quick that only a blur of fists could be seen.

The long-haired young man, who had been flirting with his fans, suddenly looked serious. He quickly refocused and raised his arms to block.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”

No. 4’s punches were fast and powerful, each one like thunder, with destructive force.

The long-haired young man was forced back step by step, barely able to defend himself, with no chance to counterattack.

of the young man’s distraction to launch the first attack,

young man was skilled with the sword. If he had drawn his sword from the start, he wouldn’t have been in such an embarrassing situation.

young man was too arrogant. As the match approached, he kept joking with his female fans, not taking his opponent

even have a chance to draw his sword and could

was battered, embarrassed, and no longer the dashing figure he had been. His female fans in the audience screamed

“Bang!”

long-haired young man was hit hard again, sent flying several meters, spitting

he could catch his breath, No. 4’s fists rained down like

the saying goes, “strike while the iron is hot.” Seeing the young man’s weakness, No. 4 didn’t let up, relentlessly attacking until his opponent was

it! I’ll fight

unending assault, the long-haired young man mustered all his strength, taking a

“Bang!”

“Clang!”

was knocked back several steps, spitting blood again, but he managed to slash No. 4’s

bastard! Now

blood on the ground, the young man’s once-handsome face twisted

again, his fists

“Go to hell!”

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