"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.

the battle matched

any significant ground. His continuous assaults had drained

continued to attack recklessly, he would eventually wear

he know that it's a trap?

truth. After all, his prized pendant was worth a fortune. He was

lose the pendant, but he would also lose his credibility. After all, he encouraged others to

I've bet a bottle of

let it go to your head! Watch out for traps!" Miles yelled at

the scene, the sounds of fighting and cheering drowned

having cornered his opponent at the edge of the battle ring, made

move.

his blade with both hands and brought it down forcefully.

he darted behind Number 28. Then,

mid-air. He was left with no

the clash of metal

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