Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 457

Furor at the Arena

It might have been hastily constructed, but the scale of the arena was beyond extraordinary. From the looks of it, it was not any shabbier than the arena for WWE tournaments.

Elise immediately spotted the dragonmoon grass lying next to the trophy. Her hands couldn’t help but itch at the sight.

In the ring, two muscled fighters were battling fiercely. Every move they made was meant to be decisive, not the slightest bit of restraint shown as they hurled attack after attack at their opponent.

The man leading Elise and the others brought them around the arena. As he led them around, he explained how the tournament worked. “The rules of the arena are simple—once you’re in the ring, you’ll be fighting one-on-one with your opponent. The one still standing ten minutes later is the winner.”

“Doesn’t that mean that someone needs to be beaten to the point that they can’t get up?” Danny asked naively.

He had just finished asking his question when the sound of someone falling over came from the ring.

Thump—

As one of the fighters collapsed, the other raised his arms in the air, having become the winner of this round.

“Who’s next? Who’s next?!” the man bragged madly as though he had limitless strength to draw on. It was as though anyone else who dared to step in the ring would be ripped into half by him.

Just as Danny was watching in stunned silence, Alexander brushed past him and walked straight toward the referee. There, he signed his name on the provided waiver before he calmly walked up the steps into the ring. Clad in a white suit, he looked like a prince right out of a painting under the lights shining down on him. He did not fit in at all with the arena with his majestic elegance.

To the audience, he just looked like he was going to be beaten into a pulp.

another guy to the

he’s so skinny; can he

crying for your ma when

he distantly watched his opponent rage and

man tossed his gloves aside

referee hastily rang

brought his fist down as the bell rang, but before he could hit Alexander, Alexander had already lifted his leg to kick the man in the

position as they had been, poised to strike. After a full three seconds, he finally withdrew his fist. With his hands over his caved-in belly, the man collapsed heavily to the ground. The impact rattled the entire

the bell had only just finished

already fallen when the sound of the bell was still reverberating

the hulking

was

delicate and frail, but he sure knows how

round!

the ring, his expression chilly. He simply

to him had only just dragged the man out of the ring when the next challenger

seat with a better

expected, Alexander won his second

he was already the defending champion with his streak of twelve wins. If he defeated his next opponent, he would be breaking the

previous challengers, this opponent was a man. However, he had a fox mask over his face, giving him a

did not initiate the first attack like the others before him. On the contrary, both Alexander and this man kept their distance with each other, circling the ring a few times before they