Deep Hatred

The grand ballroom of Grand Lisboa was again engulfed by loud cheering from the crowd. And the funny thing is that the people making the loud noise inside were actually presidents, chairpersons, and CEOs of large companies all around Asia.

Even people like them enjoyed the battles of the top fighters in Asia. 

Nogi's victory was followed by loud clapping and shouting from the crowd.

The Nangong Family below the stage looked dejected and the Nangong Family's patriarch sat weakly on his chair as he glanced at Nangong Jun who was still sprawled on the stage in an embarrassing position. 

"Go get Jun-er out of the stage. Move!" He glared at the people who were together with him and told them to get Nangong Jun off the stage.

The servants of the Nangong Family swiftly carried their young master out of the stage and brought him towards the clinic outside to get some medication.

Old man Sekoujo stroke his beard while glancing smugly at Cale and Delfino. 

Cale smiled at the old man, while Delfino forced himself to not punch the old man's complacent face.

"For the third match, can I have Anton Sanchez from the Ramon Corporation and Amir Atsila from the Ralujah Petroleum Corporation Limited to come onto the stage please!" 

Anton went up the stage while flexing his muscles. A dark-skinned man with well-defined muscles stood opposite him. 

Amir Atsila was famous in India for being a champion in an underground arena. The fighters in that arena fight with bare knuckles and to become a champion in that sort of environment tells the strength of Amir Atsila. 

Before the match even began, Amir Atsila was already glaring at Anton. The latter looked nonchalant and stared back at the former with a taunting smile.

'Another peak level C-Class fighter, where did these strong people come from? How come no one in the Alliance discovered these people?' Cale's doubt continued to grow. He was now sure that something must have happened to these fighters before the demi-humans invaded Earth. But as to what happened to them, even Cale can only speculate and theorize.

Sima Yangtong announced the beginning of the match loudly.

Anton was a B-Class level fighter, and although he was stronger than Amir Atsila, he lacked the techniques to support his strength.

Amir Atsila, on the other hand, has mastered Muay Thai at a very young age, so the results of the match were truly unknown.

The two fighters exchanged wild blows after blows. Neither of them stopped from throwing devastating blows and the result was a brutal fistfight between the two.

Both of them received injuries from their violent exchange, but the strength behind their punches did not weaken even one bit.

"What the hell!? This isn't a fight amongst fighters anymore, but a battle against two wild animals."

"Those two are like savage beasts tearing against each other!"

Amir Atsila was used to this kind of savage fight, but he was surprised that Anton was able to remain standing and the strength behind the guy's punch only became stronger and stronger as the fight went on.

'He is still not using his full strength! Dammit!' Amir Atsila's biceps grew a bit larger. He threw elbows attacks and knee kicks from time to time.

Anton with a savage smile on his face shouted at the of his lungs "Bring it on!"

Amir Atsila grew a bit fearful of the craziness of his opponent. It was his first time facing an opponent who grows a lot stronger after receiving damage.

Before Anton was taken by Delfino as a subordinate, he led a life full of misery and hardship.

He was a son of a rich couple, but his parents provoked a man from the underworld.

The man was the leader of the biggest syndicate group in Germany. Their group dealt with all sorts of illegal dealings and his parents happened to have borrowed a sum of money from the man. 

When it was about time to pay for the money they owe, that man tripled the price which angered his father greatly. 

The young Anton watched from above their mansion as his father was badly being beaten up by that man's underlings. He also saw the lifeless look of his mother who was being raped by multiple men. 

One of his father's most trusted subordinates brought him away from the mansion to escape.

They were able to run far away from the mansion, but Anton saw the man who saved him suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Unending streams of blood flowed out from a huge hole on his stomach.

Anton watched as the man died slowly and he can still recall the last words of his father's subordinate as he looked at the young Anton with a soft gaze full of affection.

"Con...continue li... living.... you... young ma...master." 

The bloodied hand of his father's subordinate dropped to the ground as the light slowly escaped from his eyes.

'I will never stop until I kill that man!!!' Deep hatred poured out of Anton's heart after he remembered his hellish childhood and the man that caused it all.

Anton's eyes burned savagely and his attacks became even more brutal. He did not even flinch after receiving multiple attacks from Amir Atsila and just continued his onslaught.

'What in the actual fuck is wrong with this guy?!' Amir Atsila trembled unknowingly. And he finally felt the severity of Anton's attacks.

Even his body which was continuously strengthened from his brutal fights felt heavier than usual.

"Brogen, the moment Amir Atsila is knocked down, go on the stage and get him before Anton can kill him." Cale's grave voice traveled towards the people around him. And they were shocked at his sudden order to Brogen.

"Yes, sir Cale!" Brogen also felt the change of Anton and he knew that something must have happened with his consciousness to suddenly become like a frenzied beast.

Amir Atsila was not able to evade a punch towards his jaw and the attack knocked him down on the ground. 

Anton was not on his right mind and was about to deliver another deadly punch, but a huge hand suddenly grabbed his fist, instantly dispelling the strength on that punch. It felt like he punched a huge cotton pillow.

"Sir Sima Yantong, Amir Atsila can no longer continue fighting." Brogen's deep voice made the crowd break away from their dazed state. 

Sima Yantong hastily cleared his throat in shock.

The fire in Anton's eyes vanished and was replaced by an exhausted look.

"I...I'm...." 

"For the third match, Anton from the Ramon Corporation wins!" Sima Yantong's voice stopped Anton from saying another word.

He just glanced at Brogen with gratitude and hurriedly went towards Amir Atsila who was still knocked out cold on the ground. He was relieved that the man only received huge bruises and nothing more severe.