"Luring him in?" Miles's stomach sank a beat at the words.

He stared at the third battle ring, feeling a bit uneasy. "Dustin, are you serious? I've got a lot riding on this."

"You bet on Number 28, right?" Dustin asked.

Miles nodded. "Yeah, why?"

Dustin explained, "Well, Number 28 does have some skill, but he's being too aggressive.

"At first glance, it seems he's dominating and pushing his opponent back. But if you pay attention, you'll notice his opponent's composed movements and steady breathing.

"There's no hint of panic. It's like his opponent has been prepared for this. So, I'm guessing he's luring Number 28 by deliberately showing weakness.

"And when Number 28 lets his guard down, that's the moment he'll strike."

"Are you sure?" Miles was dubious. He narrowed his eyes as he carefully observed the battle, and his expression immediately changed.

battle matched

relentless attacks, he hadn't gained any significant ground. His continuous assaults had drained a

recklessly, he would eventually

thinking? Doesn't he know that it's a trap? He just attacked without a

worth a fortune. He was so confident in Number 28 that he placed such a bold

lost, not only would he lose the pendant, but he would also lose his credibility. After all, he encouraged

a bottle

Watch out for traps!" Miles yelled at the top of

atmosphere at the scene, the sounds of fighting and cheering drowned out his

at the edge of the battle ring, made a

move.

and brought it down forcefully. He aimed to finish the fight with flair

ground, he darted behind Number 28. Then, with a powerful palm strike, he

changed when he realized he couldn't evade while in mid-air. He was

clash of metal echoed in

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