Attack on Sakaar

As a contestant, Geting was completely bewildered.

In his eyes, he was nothing but a total rookie before this guy who swung a hammer and summoned lightning, the kind who did not even belong on the stage. Several times, he had felt that if the other man got serious, he would probably be knocked flat with a single hammer blow.

Yet it was also an undeniable fact that this thunder guy had been sent flying by him "by accident" several times.

Holding back?

He did not think so. This arena decided not only victory and defeat, but life and death. People dying in the arena was perfectly normal. He did not believe anyone would hold back under such circumstances.

So could it be... that he was actually stronger than he thought?

The more Geting fought, the more confident he became, and his attacks grew bolder. Thor swung his hammer and traded blows with him. The two actually fought back and forth, putting on a spectacular show. The audience was fired up, their cheers rising wave after wave as their emotions were stirred to the limit.

Grandmaster was enjoying himself in the VIP section as well. At that moment, he felt Richard was practically Sakaar's benefactor. This "Lord of Thunder" was a treasure. It had been a long time since he had seen such an evenly matched, breathtaking battle. This deal was absolutely worth it!

But in truth, if Thor had gotten serious, he really could have flattened his opponent in a single exchange.

The battle in the arena now was actually an act, a performance following the script Richard had arranged beforehand. Before the fight began, he had specifically instructed Thor to drag the duel out for as long as possible. They had to keep fighting for at least half