Finally, the fourth day came.

The match went on as usual.

Even if a contestant had an accident before the match, it would still be held as usual.

Even if a contestant was going to back out, the host would announce it in the rings.

After all, the tickets were sold long ago and the broadcast rights were sold to the TV channels too.

Thus, everything had to run as scripted.

Very few people came today. Less than 20% of the seats were filled.

After all, one fighter was attacked before the match and couldn’t participate anymore.

This meant that the other fighter would automatically pass to the next round.

As Tiger’s opponent in this match, Atkins was the biggest benefactor of this event.

Even though it was rumored that Tiger’s accident was related to him, it was also rumored that it was the bankers who did it.

But these rumors didn’t have any facts backing them.

Of course, Atkins was still happy that he could pass automatically.

Ben Freud sat in the audience seats.

In ten more minutes, he would have millions of dollars transferred into his account.

What else made someone happier than this?

Right then, Atkins came in amidst the host’s cheers.

Some of the audience members cheered too. Others booed.

Most of these people weren’t his fans and some may not have even heard of him before.

Most were just gamblers.

Their cheers or boos depended on whether they would win or lose money because of Atkins.

Then the host said, “As everyone knows, our other fighter, the strong Tiger, is unable to participate in this match, so—”

“Wait.” A voice cut the host off.

Tiger strode out of the passageway and said loudly, “Who said I can’t participate?”

All the spectators were in an uproar. Ben’s expression changed drastically.

What was going on? Why was Tiger standing here in one piece?

Why wasn’t he hurt at all?

It wasn’t just Ben who couldn’t accept it. Atkins, who was ready to welcome victory, had an ugly expression too.

Why was this d*mn guy standing here?

Shouldn’t he be laying in the hospital?

The host was taken aback, but he quickly recovered.

“Welcome our brave fighter, Tiger.”

“Whoo! Tiger, you’re the best!”

“Kill that f*cker!”

Everyone started cheering.

Tiger walked into the ring and the host went to his side. “Tiger, can you tell me why you can stand here today?”

Tiger took his microphone. “I know that some of you want to see me moan on the ground, but I want to tell something to you people. Conspiracies are useless against me. I’ll use my fists to shatter them all! I’ll let you all know that no one can stop me from getting that golden belt.”

“Great! Words filled with courage!” The host clapped Tiger’s back.

He was a professional, so he knew what Tiger meant.

Ben’s expression darkened even more.

Tiger’s words were obviously directed at him.

“F*ck.” Ben threw his water bottle toward the platform.

But the water splashed onto someone beside him.

Ben glanced to the side and saw an Asian guy.

Chen Zhao didn’t have any expression. He just glanced at Ben, not planning on picking a fight.

But Ben glared angrily at him. “What you looking at, ch*nk?”

Whoosh!

Ben was lifted out of his seat by Chen Zhao.

His head was pinned against the seat.

“What did you say? Say it again.”

“Hey, you know who I am?”

Crack!

Chen Zhao slapped Ben. “Is ‘sorry’ hard to say?”

Ben started to regret that he didn’t bring his guys with him.

Otherwise, this Asian guy would be looking for his teeth on the ground.

This was the audience section of a boxing match. People here liked violence.

It was normal for fights to happen.

No one cared about it. This kind of stuff happened a few times every match.

“Sorry.”

In the end, Ben gave in—at least, he surrendered temporarily.

“Louder.”

“Sorry.”

“Louder.”

“Sorry.”

“Not bad. Do it again.”

After torturing Ben for a while, Chen Zhao finally let him go.

Ben was furious, but he couldn’t beat Chen Zhao, so he chose another seat far away from Chen Zhao.

Thankfully, there were a lot of empty seats today.

Chen Zhao pursed his lips and stood up to yell, “Tiger, beat him up!”

Ding!

The match began.

“Hey,” Atkins mocked. “I’m gonna beat you up.”

Tiger put up his guard, stepped forward, and punched with lightning speed.

He raised his hand and boom.

The audience had been raucous, but it silenced instantly.

Mouth wide open, everyone gaped at Tiger and Atkins, who’d flown out of the ring.

Even the referee was dumbfounded. It was over?

Did it end just like that?

“No one!” Tiger yelled. “No one can use conspiracies to stop me!! No one…”

“Tiger!”

“Tiger!”

“Tiger!”

There were only around 1,000 people present, but it sounded like 10,000 people.

Everyone was yelling Tiger’s name.

The people who won cheered. Even the people who lost money cheered too.

Tiger’s punch was too spectacular.

It was definitely able to rank in the top 100 matches of this year.

That was the great thing about boxing.

It was the shock brought about by aggressive force.

A K.O. was the best explanation of a boxer’s abilities.

“Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!” Chen Zhao was affected by the atmosphere and cheered for Tiger too.

Only one person was pissed.

He was extremely pissed because he’d lost a few million dollars.

No, he lost close to ten million.

In the beginning, he’d received up to $300 million in bets. According to the 1.7 rate, he would have to pay around $500 million.

Later, he received around $500,000. According to the 7.5 rate, that was around $400 million.

Tiger’s one punch made him lose around $900 million.

How could Ben be happy?

Tiger must die. He must die!

In the distance, Chen Zhao received Gaia’s call.

“Chen, I received the money.”

“Those bankers are pretty good with paying up,” Chen Zhao said, a bit surprised. “I thought that they’d drag it out or refuse to pay.”

“It’s electronic. They can’t delay it even if they wanted to.”

“Tiger’s punch made them lose tens of millions. They won’t forgive him, right?”