CHAPTER 582: CHAPTER 582: DO YOU GUYS WANT TO HAVE A FIGHT?

Almost instantly, Thunder God started fighting with three fierce beasts.

No cold weapons, no hot weapons, no aids.

Only the most primitive savage killing.

Bare-handed!

Hand-to-hand combat!

The blood of everyone on site seemed to boil.

Each person felt like they had entered the most primitive society.

Human nature, exposed without a doubt.

"Bite the neck! Quick, bite the neck!"

Someone shouted crazily, urging the tiger to bite Thunder God’s neck.

"Thunder God, black tiger digs heart! Quick, rip off that wolf fang, I bet on it!"

Someone was extremely anxious, itching to roll up their sleeves and charge in to transform into Thunder God.

Madness!

A frenzied person ripped off their clothes and waved flags, shouting!

Almost everyone’s attention in the boxing gym was focused here.

People had seen a lot of human-to-human battles, but human-to-beast hand-to-hand combat was rare.

In a private box, a middle-aged man in his fifties watched the scene in the gym, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

By his side, a secretary-like person was bowing deeply.

"President Pang, I didn’t expect such a small experiment today to cause such a huge reaction."

Pang Quan, Vice President of Azure Dragon Commerce, nicknamed Master Pang.

He had always managed the underground boxing gym here.

Despite raking in profits daily, even if human-to-human killing was extremely bloody, there were inevitably times of boredom.

A few days ago, a sudden idea occurred.

Pang Quan brought in some wild beasts, leveraging Thunder God’s soaring reputation, to test how people would react to beasts.

Unexpectedly, the effect was incredibly good.

In just a short time, many people started betting.

Life and death judgments.

The number under Pang Quan’s control was undoubtedly substantial.

With a slight smile, Pang Quan nodded gently: "It seems that we must establish a dedicated beast-fighting arena in the future."

"President Pang is wise, but collecting wild beasts might be troublesome."

The secretary frowned.

Pang Quan smiled lightly: "Trouble? Haha, as long as there’s money, nothing in this world is impossible."

Seemingly not wanting to discuss this further, Pang Quan asked: "Has the Magician arrived?"

The secretary shook his head: "He said he would come today, but there’s been no news. However, is that guy reliable?"

"Heh, I don’t know if he’s reliable. This time at Longwang Villa, many of King Yan’s men died, the news has reached the President’s ears. Though the President hasn’t said anything, it’s clear King Yan is not having a good time." Pang Quan’s lips curled into a mocking smile: "That King Yan is too eager for quick success. Who doesn’t know his true intentions? How could he sincerely want to serve the President wholeheartedly? He even wants to marry Sunan King’s granddaughter, likely pretending to join our Azure Dragon Commerce while seeking an opportunity to annex it."

The secretary nodded thoughtfully: "Then why does the President still let him unify the underground world?"

Pang Quan sneered: "I’ve been with the President for years, the President may not say much, but one glance is enough. Indulgence often leads to downfall."

After a pause, he continued: "This time King Yan failed, he needs even greater achievements to offset his previous failures. Otherwise, King Yan wouldn’t have sent the Magician to find me."

The secretary gritted his teeth angrily: "Hmph, I don’t believe King Yan has sincere intentions. If he wants your help, he should come himself, but instead sends this so-called Magician with such airs. Who is this Magician, anyway?"

Pang Quan sighed, leaned back in his chair, took a sip from a cup of wine on the table, and slowly said: "I don’t know who the Magician is exactly, but I know he’s the most trusted and closest person to King Yan. It seems only this person with the alias Magician knows King Yan’s real whereabouts. I’ve also heard that when the current King Yan seized Yama Hall, it was because of the Magician’s assistance. So, don’t be dissatisfied, judging by my understanding of King Yan, sending the Magician shows his sincerity."

The secretary nodded thoughtfully, his gaze returning to the iron cage: "President Pang, are you really willing to give up on Thunder God?"

Pang Quan chuckled: "He’s just a fighter, cultivated for so long to earn this profit, right? Haha, now that he’s killed those beasts, his reputation must be at its peak. Since that’s the case, it’s time for us to reap the rewards."

During their conversation, the battle in the iron cage was nearing its end.

The tiger and two vicious wolves lay on the ground, barely alive, clearly doomed.

Even though Thunder God was a top-level expert, he couldn’t benefit much facing those hungry wild beasts.

Thunder God’s body was covered with bite wounds from the beasts.

However, the wounds were not fatal, and he managed to stand up laboriously.

A nameless killing intent flickered in his eyes.

Someone approached to confirm that the tiger and wolves were no longer a threat before opening the iron cage.

Two people stepped forward, supporting Thunder God back to the ring.

"Thunder God!"

"Thunder God!"

"Thunder God!"

Everyone, as if welcoming a hero, shouted loudly.

Thunder God staggered onto the ring, it took him a while to steady himself, before slowly raising his hands.

The scene boiled again.

"Thunder God, are you satisfied with this match?"

The host stepped onto the stage again, one sentence, causing another uproar.

"Alright, since that’s the case, I won’t beat around the bush." The host shouted loudly: "Give Thunder God an hour to rest, within this hour, everyone quickly places their bets. After an hour, Thunder God’s Challenge Match officially begins. Regarding odds and betting methods, I won’t elaborate here, welcome everyone to participate actively!"

The crowd quickly dispersed, rushing towards the betting areas.

Ye Guichen didn’t move, simply watching Thunder God sitting beside the ring, faintly feeling a nameless dejection in his eyes.

It was a feeling as if knowing he was going to die, yet unable to do anything about it.

"Strange." Ye Guichen shook his head.

Unable to figure it out, Ye Guichen had to put this thought aside.

From his peripheral vision, he saw someone entering.

That person was wearing a tailcoat, a tall hat, holding a magician’s wand, dressed exactly like a magician.

After entering, after a brief look around, someone led him aside, quickly disappearing into a private box.

While still puzzling over this, someone patted his shoulder: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

A crisp laugh.

Ye Guichen turned to see Su Jiu’er.

"Why can’t I be here?" Ye Guichen countered.

"Hmph, who cares!" Su Jiu’er glanced at Wang Ying: "Oh, didn’t expect it, hooked up so quickly?"

Her tone was full of jealousy.

Su Wu stepped forward, staring at Ye Guichen: "You again?"

His eyes were cold.

A blatant warning.

A normal person couldn’t withstand it.

A genius always seemed to have an aura of mutual repulsion.

Su Wu stood there casually, as if he would become the focal point.

Wang Ying also seemed to feel Su Wu’s hostility, but for some reason, the disdain for Su Wu was even more than that for Ye Guichen.

This person was too pretentious.

Pretending to be an ice block.

Don’t assume other girls liked the cold feeling, but she absolutely detested it.

"What, is this place your home? Why can’t we come here!" Not backing down, she stood in front of Ye Guichen, staring directly at Su Wu, not yielding an inch.

Ye Guichen rubbed his forehead: "There’s a ring right here, do you guys want to fight?"