Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1920

He had launched himself at Zeke like a cannonball.

The audience tensed up in anticipation, and some even stood up from their seats.

The Grade Four boxer was full of muscle, and he weighed at least three hundred pounds. As a matter of fact, he could even be a sumo wrestler with his size.

Not only would Zeke become a pulp if he ended up getting hit, but his innards would even gush out of his orifices.

When the audience looked at Zeke, they realized he had adopted the same stance as he previously did. He remained still in his spot, not planning to defend himself.

Only when the Grade Four boxer came within inches of Zeke did Zeke finally throw a seemingly half-hearted punch.

It was a swift one that was aimed at the Grade Four boxer's crotch.

“Ow!” came the cry of anguish from the Grade Four boxer.

Having been stunned midair by Zeke's punch, the boxer then collapsed to the ground before rolling around as he grabbed his crotch.

Once again, Zeke had defeated his opponent with one mere move.

Gasps sounded out from the seating region.

It looks like we've underestimated Zeke. He actually can fight.

Nevertheless, they were not panicking.

Grade Five and Grade Four boxers were but small fry. They were sure that Boxing King would wreck them all in a blink of an eye.

Even if Zeke could win against the Grade Five and Grade Four boxers, he still would not be a match for Boxing King.

Therefore, they were not going to lose in their bets.

Boxing King, who was sitting far away from the ring, remarked, “So he really is hiding his true strength. He's showing a much more powerful move than the previous move he made. Still, it's only a little stronger than that Grade Four boxer's move. He's definitely still hiding his true power. Osbert, when you go up against him later, do your best to tire him out.”

“Huh?” Osbert snapped his head upward to look at Boxing King in surprise.

What does he mean? If he's asking me to tire him out as much as possible, does that mean he thinks I'm no match for Zeke? Is he feeling threatened? Is that why he wants me to tire him out first? That can't be, right? Master must have come to the wrong conclusion. How can Zeke be that powerful? So what if he defeated a few boxers? That doesn't mean that he's someone powerful.

After that, Grade Three and Grade Two boxers went up the stage.

Like earlier, Zeke defeated them with the same move.

Every time he made his move, he only made sure to make himself seem just a little stronger than his opponent.

By the time the Grade Two boxer was defeated, some were starting to get agitated.

Zeke's performance made them change their impression of him.

At that moment, they were starting to fear that Zeke would actually win against Boxing King. If that was the case, they were going to lose their bets.

However, those worries mostly dissipated when Osbert stepped into the ring.

Boxing Tyrant was the real capable boxer.

Although he was considered as a Grade One boxer, he was actually much more powerful than a normal Grade One boxer.

To Osbert, Grade Two boxers were nobodies.

He, too, could defeat them with just one strike.

Thus, the audience was unsure who would emerge as the winner in the round.

The moment Osbert went into the ring, everyone fell silent.

Although Osbert's master, Boxing King, seemed impressed by Zeke and had even hinted that Zeke was a threat to him, Osbert still spoke to Zeke with disdain.

“Brat, I'll admit that you're quite skillful, but those skills of yours are useless when you're up against me. I'll be ending you here and now. You have no right to challenge my master, after all.”

Zeke lifted a brow. “Oh? Your master? Boxing King is your master?”

Osbert nodded. “That's right.”

“In that case, the two of you should come into the ring together. I don't want to waste that much time on both of you.”

His words caused an uproar in the gym.

Outrageous! Zeke is simply too outrageous! He's actually asking for both Boxing Tyrant and Boxing King to fight him together? He's clearly insulting them! He has the heart of a lion!

Unsurprisingly, molten anger rolled through Osbert immediately.