Chapter 1943

Seeing that Mr. Zoran was finally agreeing to take Heartfar's challenge, one of the Zamri participants strode up to the man right then.

Holding up his fists, he bellowed, "The name is Candor Doise. Let me show you the might of Zamri martial artists!"

"Hehe. Very good."

Heartfar naturally did not back down.

As everyone watched, he held out his arms, showing that he was not cheating as he slowly kept them behind his back.

Another Riverton martial artist walked up on cue, tying Hearfar's arms firmly together with a rope.

The Riverton participants and audience members were all cheering in excitement, while the Zamri participants and audience members were left scowling.

Moreover, Candor could see Heartfar's gleeful leer and felt further insulted.

"Free yourself," he snapped. "I don't need your handicap!"

"Then forget it."

Hell, not even a tenth of my abilities. If you can defeat me while I'm handicapped, I'll admit

attitude only left Candor further infuriated, but he used his rage to motivate himself. "Since you insist on showing off, I'll show you

the gong was thumped to signal the start

nonchalantly. "Sure, whatever you say. You must be thinking that I'm like that other Zamri participant-y'know, the one who fell into the lake

audience members were bursting out in laughter at Heartfar's mention of that

right

to make the Zamr participant look bad, and if Candor hesitated any longer, he would be

look at

so quickly he was several times quicker than when he fought in the earlier

was left turning pale at the

you heard

ear so that only the two of them could hear. "I'm

BUMS

"What-"

had time to respond when he felt a terrible agony in his stomach, and he had to use all his

it happened, but Heartfar's knee was pressing into his stomach and with a terrible force

Candor coughed a mouthful of blood before dropping on the

was just one move!

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