Even though he had personally made the effort to bad mouth the guy to all the major guilds, he still somehow managed to get somebody's backing and come this far.
Just this thought made Victor feel angry.
"I should have never let him go!" He ground his teeth silently.
All of this spotlight and this fame should have belonged to him and not to this spineless idiot who was only fit to be his punching bag!
"Ok. We have let this go on for too long. It's time to take action! Go submit my name for the next round. I will teach this bitch a good lesson."
One of the lower-rung guild members quickly hurried to submit his name. Not long after, Victor's number was promptly called.
Victor sneered, his lips twisting in contempt. "Don't forget to place the bet. Match that rich retard's 5k with another 5k from our guild. I will explain it later to the guild leader."
The healer who was the next in command, slightly hesitated but he didn't have the authority to question Victor's actions so he quickly obliged.
With both sides adding 5k each, the prize pool instantly shot up again, now totaling a whopping 10000 gold coins.
The crowd instantly became even crazier!
This was no longer just 1000 gold coins! These were 10000 gold coins! This was an amount that even the big guilds would stop and take a look at!
This immediately made everyone fervently bet.
Also, this time many of the long-time gamblers who had been witnessing Derek's abilities for a while now, started betting on him rather than the opposition.
But Stormtroopers was a decently famous guild with a considerable amount of achievements so half of the crowd still bet on the person participating from the guild.
And of course, there was also a portion of the crowd who announced loudly that they were supporting Stormtroopers but they secretly were betting on Derek.
In this way, the entire arena was almost split half-half and everyone chewed on their nails, eagerly waiting for the upcoming fight.
In this festive atmosphere, one that could rival a coked-up rock concert crowd, Victor smiled, calmly and casually walking over to the fighting ring at the center.
He had the air of the expert who was seemingly untouched by all these endless praises and cheers showering down on him.
On the other end, Derek as usual walked over with a blank and indifferent face. He obviously noticed Victor and yet there was no expression on his face.
But suddenly this indifferent facade of his cracked. Derek halted his footsteps and looked at his system interface in confusion.
Of course, everyone else as well noticed this small change on his face and they held their heart in their hands wondering just what the hell was this fighting machine thinking.
He was obviously looking at some message or notification and it was driving everyone crazy to not be able to know just what he was looking at.
Perhaps he was throwing this game? Some backroom deal to intentionally lose?
Or was he going to use some secret move or technique specifically prepared for this fight?
Did he get some new gear?
In general, these things were nothing earth-shattering but something like this could make or break this fight, so the crowd was on the edge of their seats.
They badly wanted to know this top-secret information.
As opposed to their nervous plight, not knowing what was going to happen, Derek had only looked confused for a second.
His expression then turned to his normal calm and composed look as he continued walking to ring.