The Most Terrifying Opponent

"We hope you'll take this arena match seriously. We're willing to offer an armory secret key and a copy of the Five-Star Combat Technique!"

"Young man, you should know when to stop!"

"Your behavior may threaten us for a time, but the road ahead will be difficult for you. Few sequencing organizations will be willing to accept you again!"

"Do you have the Tiger Form Fist?"

After finding the switch for the call, Zhang Xuezhou asked the question.

"Yes!"

"I want that!"

"Agreed!"

Zhang Xuezhou watched his opponent, who was still standing. He could see the fear in the other man's eyes.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know why his opponent was afraid.

Perhaps it was because of threats made during the call, or perhaps it was something else.

His senses were keen, and he could tell that his opponent no longer dared beat him as he had before. That prompted Zhang Xuezhou to ask the people behind the scenes for something as well.

Zhang Manqian had been unable to find a way to buy the Tiger Form Fist, but as soon as he asked for it, they agreed.

"Brother, go easy on me. Let's throw the match together. I'll lose, and you win!"

The call cut off, and the electronic voice sounded another reminder.

The second round began.

Zhang Xuezhou got to his feet and called out to his opponent.

The people behind the scenes had only told him to fight seriously; they hadn't stressed whether he should win or lose. Zhang Xuezhou didn't think the outcome mattered.

But he hoped his horse-mask opponent would show some restraint. After all, his body really couldn't take a beating.

Still, for the Tiger Form Fist that Zhang Manqian had been longing for, Zhang Xuezhou felt he could endure one.

As long as