Lucas stepped out of the corridor, through a rusty iron door. The area in front of him was vast and spacious.

The area could easily accommodate thousands of people; the floor was tiled, and in the center stood a huge colosseum-like ring.

The area around the boxing ring itself was empty, except for some spectators who stood below, shouting. The seats around the arena, meanwhile, were very crowded until there were almost no seats left. Everyone was in a worked-up frenzy, yelling, cheering, and booing…

There were a few VIP spectator boxes built around the second floor of the arena.

Compared to the distinguished guests seated in the boxes on the second floor, the bets placed by the ordinary crowd were not worth mentioning.

The VIPs were the real gamblers, spending tens of millions every match.

During this time, in the ring surrounded by the iron fencing, two muscular, half-naked men were fighting for their lives.

Illicit places like this underground boxing arena required all of their boxers to sign off a life disclaimer agreement.

Their fighting styles were also extremely bloody. It was basically a no-holds-barred brawl filled with violence and desperation.

There was a bar on the westernmost side of the underground boxing arena. There were dozens of seats in front of the counter. A few men sat there. Many were foreigners and there were some dark-skinned men as well. All who were mentioned were currently facing the ring while drinking and shouting excitedly.

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his oriental-looking face, and with a height not shorter than the typical European or American man, he carried an air of nobility and indifference. A truly stunning presence! He was like a nobleman who had descended from the ancient noble families. His presence stood out, in stark contrast to this noisy, rowdy, and

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