"He actually came!"
Hearing the name Sweed, the staff were all very excited.
Sweed is the pillar of their boxing matches!
For more than a year, undefeated!
Moreover, he created the miracle of winning seven matches in a row!
And precisely because of this, he rarely participates in the boxing matches anymore, only occasionally drops by to watch for fun and have a drink.
Because he simply would not lose, the matches had no suspense!
"It’s really a coincidence, he’s drinking upstairs, go call him down and let him participate in this match!"
"But wouldn’t that be making a mountain out of a molehill? He is, after all, the boxing champion Sweed!"
"I know. If he steps in, this match will have no suspense, but it is the safest option," Carl said:
"If something unexpected happens again, not only will Mr. Jerome be unhappy, but boss Yajilu will also get angry. We’ll all suffer then!"
The staff shivered, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"I’ll go find Sweed now!"
On the other side, Lin Yi and Ning Che stood together.
"These people really have no depth, they all seem to be one-track-minded," Ning Che said.
"In this small place, even a monkey can be king, don’t expect them to amount to much," Lin Yi said:
"In a place like this, if you banned weapons, that guy Yajilu would probably be like our local thugs. It wouldn’t feel like an achievement even if you beat him."
"Let’s not talk about them for now," Ning Che said, lighting a cigarette:
"How do you plan to fight the next match?"
"I feel the timing is right, let’s settle it quickly," Lin Yi said:
"In the third match, everyone will probably bet on me to win, then you bet on the other side, and I’ll deliberately lose. At that moment, they won’t be able to hold back for sure."
"Got it."
About twenty minutes later, Lin Yi walked onto the ring again.
But it took a while before his opponent emerged from the tunnel.
Sweed’s physique was burly, a full size larger than the previous number 75.
The muscles on his body were tighter, with a more explosive aesthetic beauty.
"It’s Sweed! They actually sent him out!"
"I remember him, he’s the only one with seven consecutive wins in the boxing matches. I didn’t expect to see him today."
"Wasn’t it said he wouldn’t enter any matches today? Why is he stepping into the ring?"
"There’s no need to go this far to deal with an Asian guy."
"If I had known, I would’ve bet more just now."
The appearance of Sweed made the exclamations at the scene continue for a long time.
In this circle, he was already somewhat of a famous figure.
Like an idol, he was met with a raucous welcome.
Seeing the audience, Sweed calmly walked over, waved at them with a faint smile on his face, like a general with victory in hand.
"Take down that Asian man!"
"I’ve already placed my bet, don’t give him any chance."
"Quiet!"
Sweed put his finger to his lips, and the audience instantly fell silent.
"Please quietly watch my performance. I will give you the most exciting match."
"Go Sweed, don’t give him any opportunity!"
"KO him with your iron fists!"
The cheers grew louder, and Sweed stepped into the ring, flexing his wrists and saying:
"I’m here, your plan might fail. If you make some concessions, you might have a chance to walk out alive."
"I feel I’m in pretty good shape, beating you shouldn’t be a problem."
"Haha, I’m the boxing king here! If you want to beat me, you probably can only do that in your dreams."
"No, no, no, I think now is just fine."
Sweed’s lips curled into a faint smile.
"I admire your courage, so I’ll let you feel the power of my iron fists."
After speaking, Sweed looked at the referee.