DANG! DANG! DANG!
The gong sounded loudly indicating that the match was completed. However, no one else could believe that they were actually hearing this.
There was pin-drop silence in the huge stadium except for the loud ringing of these gongs.
"The match is over. The winner of this match is contestant Derek." The referee also stood up and announced amidst this deafening silence.
The crowd which had just seconds ago been chanting Victor's name and the stormtroopers guild name at the top of their lungs suddenly forgot to even breathe and gasped in shock.
The ringing gongs and the referee's voice snapped them back to reality. This no-name person who did not belong to any guild had actually done it!
He had won against someone who had the better equipment by a huge margin.
And he did not just win, he destroyed the opponent with overwhelming power and might.
That was the shortest fight they had witnessed on this floor.
Since this was the 90th floor, the fights here typically lasted for at least a few seconds, both sides exchanging some moves, showing off their battle prowess.
But this time it was simply a one-sided massacre. There was no chance to block. There was no chance to counter. This was simply no longer being skilled and not skilled.
It was like a pro-boxer fighting against a couch potato. A complete and utter smackdown.
And everyone who had bet against this impossible scenario had lost their money!
"Fuck. I bet 5 silver coins man. What a waste!"
"How the hell did this sure-shot win go to shit?"
"Useless stormtroopers guild full of trash players. Even with legendary equipment, these losers will probably lose."
"Heh. Serves them right. At least all we lost was a few silvers. That guild… must have lost millions of dollars right?"
"Ba ha ha ha! They deserve it!"
"I heard they even kicked this guy out of their guild so this is technically a fight between ex-guildmates. This alone should tell you what that trash guild limit is!"
"Fuck, why did I even bet on these idiots!"
"Ha aha ha! Because you are also idiots. I just got 20 silver coins and all I bet was a single coin. Easy money. Easy money!"
"Damn it. I really hope they play more games. This time I won't let the opportunity go and bet a huge amount."
Everyone became busy and started gathering more funds.
Both who won their wager and lost their wager looked equally ecstatic as if they had found a loophole in the game.
Now that they had personally witnessed the fighting capability of this person, they wanted to tap this easy gold mine.
However… how could things be so simple?
After the fight, Derek casually stepped out of the ring.
He didn't register his name with the referee again as Liam had already sent him a message to duck out for the time being.
So he started walking away from the fighting ring and out of the arena to meet with him.
However, after seeing this, the other person in the fight ring instantly paled. His brain that was frozen solid now began to melt and reality slowly dawned on him.
"Wa… Wait. You can't leave." Victor screamed like a teenage girl running behind the guy.
He still did not pay any attention to him, so Victor had no other choice but to run for his life and catch up to him. He directly stood in front of Derek, blocking his path.
"Derek! Why are you being so difficult? Did you not hear me calling your name?"
"Hmmm?" Derek looked genuinely confused. "Why did you call me?"
Seeing his calm and nonchalant expression, Victor wanted to grab him and bang his big empty head on the wall nearby.
However, he did not have the ability to do so. So he could only swallow his anger and continue. He really was very desperate.
This was his last chance. If this conversation did not go well, then his life was effectively over.
"Ha Ha Ha. Do I need a reason to call you? Aren't we old friends?" Victor awkwardly spoke.
Derek knitted his brows together and quickly shot him down. "I am a bit busy right now."
He side-stepped around him and tried to leave, but Victor quickly once again blocked his path.
"No worries. No worries. I just need some small information from you. You see, I am very curious about the chest guard you have on right now."
Victor extended his hand to touch the dark violet metal, making Derek frown deeper.
"Aha ha ha. Sorry I couldn't help but touch it. This is also a unique-grade chest guard, am I right?"
Derek stood silently not answering any of his questions.
"Perhaps even higher than unique-grade?" Victor did not give up and tried to probe him, trying to gather some intel from the small expressions on his face.
"Can you maybe share the stats with me? I am very curious. I mean we just had an awesome fight. So I want to see why exactly I lost. That's all."
"Come on. As a winner, you won't be stingy, right? I am not asking you for your skill list or anything, just the stats on the equipment. It's not a big deal right?"
Derek, however, did not show any reaction at all. From the beginning till the end, he only had a look of indifference. "You are blocking my way and I said that I was busy."
"Heh? I see? So you are a big shot now huh? Ha Ha." Victor tried his best to sound as calm and casual as he possibly could.
"You don't even have time to talk to an old friend. It's alright. Do you want to meet sometime later when you are free?"