Supremacy Games

1438 Getting Scorned By Everyone!

With that accusation ringing in everyone's ears, a hush fell over the crowd.

The declaration hung in the air, echoing ominously. Whispers buzzed through the audience like an agitated hive, the earlier cheer replaced by palpable tension.

The spotlight seemed to burn brighter, turning all eyes onto Zypher, forcing him to break from his daze and try to defend himself.

However, when he opened his mouth, he realized that anything he said would just make the situation worse for him.

'F*ck me! Why did I show myself when he called and even entered this rat's room!' He cursed, his eyes burning with fury at the sight of Felix's indifferent expression.

He felt like an idiot for believing that someone as powerful and stern looking as Felix would publicly rat him out.

'You bastard! How can you willingly throw your reputation like this.' Zypher spoke mentally with Felix.

'Do I look like I care?' Felix replied carelessly, 'Forfeit the battle and I won't need to bring out evidence. You know that the punishment might even be strict enough to ban you from participating in a couple of future tournaments.'

'Shameless f*cker! Don't you have any pride? How can you go this far to avoid a fight?!'

'Pride? I'm just not an idiot who wastes his energy and time on something that can be concluded with the least amount of effort.' Felix warned one last time, 'Now, voice your surrender before I make this larger than it is.'

'You're bluffing, if you had the evidence, you would have used it yesterday and reported me without needing to expose yourself to the scorn of the viewers.' Zypher narrowed his eyes with a cold smirk, greatly confident in his reasoning.

'The moment I sensed your existence, I have already started recording in case you were dumb enough to trust me and enter my room.' Felix shared. 'I didn't report you yesterday since I have no interest in eliminating you without knowing first if you will be one of my opponents.'

'As for the viewers' scorn?' Felix ordered calmly, 'Look at me, do I really look like I care?'

Zypher felt his heart drop to the bottom of his stomach at the sight of Felix's visage remaining the same as ever even when the audience began to get rowdier and rowdier.

He could feel it deep inside his bone. 'This f*cker isn't bluffing!'

Zypher realized that he couldn't afford to bet possibly five future tournaments for the sake of fighting for one.

investigated later on for the reasoning and he will give them the evidence either

thinking, but don't worry, I have no interest in ruining your future. I just want this easy win.'

angrier at his situation the more Felix spoke, realizing that his fate would be in Felix's hands

choose the most favorable option even though this decision

lifted his hand in the air, declaring

they could react, Zypher had already turned into

the winner by default?" Felix uttered calmly

BOOOOOO!!! BOOOOO!!!...

his ass cheeks touched the seat, an explosion of angry

"YOU LOSER COWARD!!"

LOST TEN THOUSAND LUMUS BEFORE THE FIGHT

TWO BASTARDS! THIS MUST

double the amount in less than ten seconds! As expected of

happy with this outcome than Miss Sanae and those

lose money and they weren't planning to

the end of the tournament and if there was truly any foul play between them, all of the bets will be voided. So, just relax and enjoy the

Mannar did his absolute best to

would be carried out, their anger was suppressed a bit but not

Felix for turning such an epic battle into this sh*tshow for the sake of a

could be seen cleaning his nails even when his ears were picking up the worst possible curses thrown

tactics to get rid of Zypher, you really should consider forfeiting against

got near Felix, she left this discontented comment and continued on her path to the

asked with a

you a short demonstration," Nebula uttered without turning her

silent as he watched her step into the ring with Draven on the

with his luminous, crystal-like skin. Every facet of his form seems to catch and refract light in mesmerizing

his back, fluttering softly against the wind. His weapon of choice was two sharp metallic

was one of the fighters who almost always reached the

"Start!"

kicked off, Nebula

"Time Prison."

around Draven, the world around him growing blurry