Luke quietly clenched his fists.
But before he could make a move, Monk raised a hand to signal his withdrawal.
Ever since using the Eye of Direct Gaze to peer into Luke, Monk had known he had no chance of winning this fight.
Still, exposing his opponent's true appearance and embarrassing him in front of the entire audience counted as a victory of sorts.
So great power came at a price after all.
Monk had never imagined that hair—the one thing a monk cared least about—was the price his opponent had paid for such strength.
Luke was furious, but with his opponent already out of the match, he had to suppress the urge to send him flying with a punch.
Just as well. He would not have to wear that wig to compete anymore.
Luke had always thought the blond wig looked awkward.
He did not mind people seeing him as Baldy. He just hated having them point and stare at his head.
The match ended so abruptly that the audience felt cheated.
They had been ready to watch Luke lose his temper. Until now, he had always seemed unruffled, and this was the first time they had seen even a trace of anger on his face.
Given the unforgettable displays he had already put on in earlier fights, who knew what kind of spectacle he might unleash when angry?
During the break after the match, the live broadcast cut back to the Studio.
The practiced Host asked Homelander, "Mr. Homelander, how would you rate the two competitors' performances in that match?"
As he asked, he looked toward Homelander.
The camera turned to Homelander, and the viewers saw a distracted look on his face.
"Mr. Homelander?" the Host prompted softly.
Homelander came back to himself. He no longer looked quite