The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Toby's POV:

The surging force made me fly out like a piece of rag.

I slammed into the guardrail of the battle ring, which caused an uproar in the crowd.

I fell to the ground in disbelief. How could Sylvia be so powerful? She was so skinny. How could she knock me out with just one punch?

I didn't want to believe it, but the pain in my chest told me it was real. I was beaten away by a mere slave.

There were noisy discussions around me, doubting my ability. I felt very embarrassed. For the first time in my life, I was beaten away by a she-wolf. Worse was, she was a slave I despised the most.

I clutched my chest and looked at the grandstand, only to see my father's gloomy and terrifying face.

I endured the taste of blood in my mouth and tried to stand up as if nothing had happened. But the power of Sylvia's punch was so great that my body didn't recover at all. So I fell down awkwardly again. Sylvia looked at me condescendingly and sneered, "I'll give you only one chance. Concede now."

Those words sounded just familiar. Didn't I say similar words to that weak she-wolf not long ago? This bitch Sylvia deliberately did it to humiliate me.

thinking. During battles, it was either I die or win. Admitting

full of

she was looking at a piece of trash. No one had ever dared to offend me like this, let alone a lowly slave like her. My boiling anger burned up my calmness. I got up from the

her ear, and I stretched out my

hand to block my attack. Then she immediately squatted

balance, I immediately took a step back. I looked at her coldly and said, "It turns out this is your real strength. It seems that you have been pretending weak. I was

didn't say anything. Instead, she took the initiative to

I took her seriously. I wouldn't underestimate my enemy anymore. I used all my strength to deal with her

countered by Sylvia. She had an absolute advantage over me in terms of

different from that she-wolf I knew from

was that she actually started to deal with me using my

attack. I started

the other hand, Sylvia got

coldness in her eyes made my hair stand on end. I felt like she was going to kill me at any time.

horrible right now. If I still didn't admit defeat, I was afraid I would die here today. I struggled to look at

me again and again, almost knocking my