The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power novel Chapter 685

Oscar chuckled awkwardly after being snubbed by Zephyr and kept his mouth shut. In the meantime, in the VIP room, Baron was so overwhelmed with panic that it almost drove him to the brink of insanity as he could clearly hear the discussions from the crowd.

"Craig has to win this time." He couldn't stop his leg from shaking. "The odds of the bets are too high. If all these people bet on that guy winning, I'll go bankrupt with the payout."

While he was drowning in distraught, Craig walked into the ring. Unlike Adrien who switched to black fights for money after being a golden belt fighter, Craig had been training in the black boxing ring since he debuted and had built his name with his own sweat and blood. In the ring, his aim was to defeat and kill his opponent—he was the only one who would make it out alive!

The second Craig stepped into the ring, Bronte's eyes lit up. "Oho! This guy has already reached the proficient stage, huh?"

Anyone who was strong and fit to a certain level could surpass ordinary people in their strength and reaction speed, and such a person could be considered a proficient martial artist.

Craig glared at Bronte with daggers in his eyes as he snarled in a deep, low voice, "Kid, cut your nonsense, and let's see who's the real deal!"

"Sure, my thoughts exactly!" Bronte loosened his shoulders. "I have always been partial to a quick and clean fight," he said and lunged toward Craig at the speed of light.

Wham!

A sound similar to the sound of a drum mallet hitting a drum boomed. The next second, Craig threw up blood and was thrown off the ring like a kite with a cut string. He even slammed into the board between the ring and the audience seats. As a result, his body sent a cloud of dust flying in the air as he threw up another mouthful of blood.