Chapter 45
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T “without further ado, I present to you....Asmodieus the third!”
Asmodieus grinned as he did a boxing warm-up and did a few moves.
“oouuu, who's that”
“I've never seen him before, he must be new”
“his muscles look perfect!”
“eehh what a godly face!!”
“go asmodieus!!”
It didn’t take long for the females in the crowd to go crazy over asmodieus.
‘really?’ the men thought as a new wave of frustration set in. First was zylong, now its this adonis or whatever his name was.
“and on the red side, I present to you... Justin the breaker!!!”
“....”
“....”
Everywhere was dead silent as the crowd blankly stared at Justin.
Justin himself was clueless as to the cause of the sudden silence...is it because he didn’t perform some flashy moves like that pretty boy on the other side?
“ *Cough* * cough* you can all start placing your bets now. Asmodieus has a one point five odd. Justin has a ten odd. Happy betting!”
“....”
“ahhh, im betting five thousand manbres on asmodieus!”
“Take, it’s forty thousand. I’m betting on asmodieus”
“I’m betting on asmod....”
People placed their bet frantically. They had gotten the trick to the battles. Most of the time, the ones with the lower odds always won...except in a some cases.
Men and women placed their betting all together, no one dared about feeling when it came to money. Asmodieus could steal their wives as much as he wanted but as long as he had a low odd...they'd bet on him!
“I’m betting five hundred on Justin”
“uh, let me just bet a thousand on Justin”
Not everyone went for asmodieus. Some were placed their betting on Justin, only it was a comparatively lesser amount that asmodieus’ betting.
Justin was perplexed at this. Did he really look that weak to people? Also, a ten odd compared to asmodieus's one point five odd...what the actual f**k!
“hey presenter, I’m I allowed to bet on myself?” Justin asked the presenter who was still on stage.
“yes yes, that's mainly how most of the conshe stands make their money” the presenter said was a cunning smile.
Justin thought for a moment. That pretty boy didn’t look weak in anyway. The way he had beaten that big man earlier spoke volumes of his ability.
The dug his hands into his pockets and brought out a small pouch. The sound of coins mingling could be heard. It was roughly ten thousand manbres...it was the scrap on the floor left by the thieves that took his money. He had been saving it up until this moment....
“here, I’m betting on myself....” he said as he handed the pouch over to the presenter.
The presenter happily received it. “alright, back to your corner now”
“betting ends in three, two, one....” betting has ended. Everyone back to their seats please.
The staff in charge of the betting said and left the area. The men and women all settled down, waiting for the moment of truth.
“Blue corner, ready?” the presenter signaled. Asmodieus gave a thumbs up in return.
“red corner, ready?”
“aye!” Justin responded. He was itching to show this people he was worth more than ten odd!
“....Fight!”
“....”
“....”
A blue liquid substance formed on asmodieus’ hands and feet. Gradually, it solidified becoming hard rocks.
Justin’s fists blazed. ‘alright, battle plan. Go slow and test the waters. Unleash might. Let’s go!’
He walked over slowly to asmodieus. He wasn’t rushing it.
Asmodieus himself was calm. Rushing to attack an opponent who he knew nothing about would be a stupid move coming from him.
The staredown continued, both sides refusing to be the first attacker.
“boooo”
“boooooooo, fight!!”
The audience expressed their disapproval. They were expecting something heated!
“ Contestant number forty, contestant number forty one. Please right yourselves...we don’t have all day” the presenter spoke.
Seeing as the audience was getting more annoyed....justin still remained in his position! He gave no f***s about what the crowd thought!
Asmodieus was the first to c***k, he decided to attack first. Pinching his hands in the air, boom resounded throughout the whole coliseum.
“travelling fists!” he shouted as he punched his last. Space fluctuated in front of him as it folded forming a pair of fists.
Great winds accompanied the fists as they travelled super fast heading right for justin!
“fire dragon” Justin had already prepared his defense as he summoned the two head dragon. “puncccchhh!” a heat wave travelled from him, also heading for the fists!
Asmodieus smiled at that, he waved his hand and one of the fists changed direction leaving the other fist to defend against the Dragon while it headed for justin.
Justin wasn’t expecting it as the fist that was the size of his whole body hit him sending him flying into the air.
The fire dragon was temporarily held off by the lone fist but it wasn’t long until it broke free and headed for asmodieus.
But unlike Justin, asmodieus was born ready. As the Dragon headed for him, he bent...his head almost touching the floor. The Dragon passed above him cluelessly.
He smoothly grabbed the Dragon by it’s tail and by exercising a huge amount of strength, he slammed it on the sandy floor immediately nullifying the attack.
“wooahh, he’s really is strong!”
“Thank goodness u placed my bets on him!”
The ones who bet on asmodieus rejoiced. This seemed like a good start!
Justin wiped the sand off his face as he got on his feet. This dude had used wits on him, clever but he made a deadly mistake...asmodieus just provoked him!
“emperor’s chain!” He shouted as a large chain extended from his wrist, looking dangerous and blood thirsty!
“oh” asmodieus muttered. It was rare seeing commoners with such high grade weapons these days...this was certainly surprising.
“Pacq gloves!” He didn’t back down. A red light covered his fist as a boxing glove gradually formed over it.
Justin gritted his teeth, this b***h was asking for it!
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