The color drained from Osbert's face, and he hastily slapped himself several times.
“Master, I know I've made a mistake. Please forgive me. After this match, I'll leave this place and travel around the world to make a name for myself.”
However, Boxing King uttered, “Scram! You have no right to be my apprentice. From now on, you and I are strangers. You're no longer my apprentice.”
At that, Osbert lowered his head so quickly that he smacked it against the ground and made it bleed.
“Master, please! Please give me another chance! I'll definitely make you proud from now on.”
However, Boxing King said, “You earn opportunities; you don't wait for others to give you opportunities.”
Hearing that, Osbert raised his head, and his eyes were filled with hope. He quickly said, “Master, please tell me what I can do. I'll definitely work on it right away.”
Boxing King then said, “I'm sure you know why I've come.”
Those words sobered Osbert up immediately.
He then quickly said, “Master, I know you've come for Zeke. Don't worry. Leave that guy to me. You won't need to lift a finger.”
It was only then that Boxing King said with a softened tone, “Let me ask you something. Do you know how powerful Zeke Williams is?”
Osbert replied, “I've only seen him once, so I'm not sure how powerful he is. However, judging by the way he carries himself, I doubt he's anyone strong.”
Boxing King nodded. “I think so. He looks very normal to me. He doesn't seem like anyone impressive. However, I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen.”
Osbert frowned. “Unexpected? Master, there's no way you'll be wrong about the guy. As far as I know, you've been good at reading people. You're capable of determining how strong or how weak your opponent is with just one glance, and you've never made any mistakes.”
Boxing King then said, “Zeke seems arrogant and fearless. I'm worried that he's been hiding his aura to prevent me from discovering his true capabilities. If that's the case, then he must be far more powerful than I am, because even I can't conceal my aura. The only time I can do that is when I'm in a sacred place.”
Osbert inhaled sharply. “So, you mean Zeke could really be more powerful than you? That's impossible, isn't it? There are less than five people who are more powerful than you in this world, and no matter how I look at him, he doesn't seem like a top-notch fighter.”
Boxing King muttered, “It's better to be safe than sorry. Before I go up against him, I'll send a few boxers, including you, to test him out. If he's too powerful, then you'll do your best to find out how powerful he can be. If he's too weak, then deal a fatal blow. That way, I won't waste my time.”
Osbert nodded. “I understand. I'll make the arrangements right away.”
At last, the match began.
Zeke arranged for Amelia to stay in an enclosed VIP seating area before telling her, “Amelia, wait for me here, okay? I'll show you what a real fighter is.”
“Good luck, Zee!” Amelia pumped her fists and cheered for Zeke. “I'm sure you can defeat your opponent, Zee.”
“Of course.”
With a smile, Zeke then left the room and went toward the ring.
Upon seeing Zeke, the audience looked at him as if they were looking at a dead man. At the same time, they were discussing among themselves how doomed he was.
“He's as thin as a stick. He won't be able to even win against a Grade Five boxer in the gym. I can't believe he's actually challenging Boxing King to a match. What a joke!”
“If he ends up dying in the hands of a Grade Five boxer, it'll be such a hilarious sight.”
“Of everywhere to die, he chose to die in a boxing ring. How miserable. I'm starting to think that he's trying to scam the gym.”
Zeke ignored all of their mocking words as he continued to rest with closed eyes.
Soon, his opponent got into the ring as well.
It was a Grade Five boxer.
Titan Boxing Gym had categorized the boxers into five grades—Grade One, Grade Two, Grade Three, Grade Four, and Grade Five.
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