Chapter 238

"The King of Kicks?"

"The one ranked ninth on The Hundred Immortals?"

Everyone looked astonished upon hearing the mention. They had clearly hea

rd of the King of Kicks–

those who ranked on The Hundred Immortals were extraordinary talents, not

to mention the legends who made it into the

top ten!

A powerful man like the King of Kicks would command respect anywhere he w

ent. His presence at their unremarkable guild was akin to an attack from

a higher level. Not even the Boulderthorn disciples could overshine him.

"Wow! I'm surprised that the Harmons have

hired the King of Kicks! They are indeed wealthy!"

"With the King of Kicks around, the Harmons are definitely winning the ba

ttle."

"He can take on every single opponent at the scene with his capability!"

After the initial shock, the spectators started to anticipate the fight.

After today, they could boast that they had witnessed the King of Kicks

in action.

"Ms. Harmon, your martial artists seem weak. Why don't you send the top g

un?" Brody challenged her with a sneer. Winning two consecutive rounds bo

osted his confidence.

"Sir Cavaliere, I'll bank on you." Natasha looked at the hawk–

nosed elder.

"Hmph! Didn't I tell you not to waste your time? What are those two good–

for–

nothings doing here?" The man appeared disdainful. His remark upset Steph

an and Mr. Wangley, who were being treated for their injuries on the side

. Still, they dared not talk back to him.

"Sir Cavaliere, you're right. These two aren't at the same level as you.

They're just here to fill up the quota," Quentin quickly sucked up to the

King of Kicks..

"Please, Sir Cavaliere." Natasha, refusing to engage in more talk, gestur

ed toward the battle ring.

"Sure! Since I'm paid to do this, I'll walk around the ring!" He smiled a

nd marched right into the ring. His appearance led to a huge commotion am

ong the audience.

"Fuck! It's truly the King of Kicks! Am I dreaming?"

"That's unexpected! The Harmons must have spent a fortune to get him here

!"

"When you have one of the top

ten from The Hundred Immortals in the ring, it's practically a massacre,

isn't it?"

"I thought the Harmons were going to lose! But the tables have turned!"

The atmosphere in the guild reached a climax due to the presence of the K

ing of Kicks.

"Although this has cost us a fortune, it is worth it solely for the shock

factor. The corner of Jessica's lips

curled into a rare smile.

"That's true! Once the King of Kicks defeats the lineup from Mr. Williams

' side, no one will look for trouble with

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us anymore!" Quentin concurred with a nod.

"Too bad the King of Kicks is an egotistical lone wolf. We can't work wit

h him for long." Natasha shook her head regretfully.

"Oh, what do you know? Legends are special and act in their own ways. Tha

t's why they're different from us!" Quentin sounded like a know–it–

all and was promptly ignored by Natasha.

"Silence!" The hawk–

nosed elder pressed on the floor of the ring. When the audience quieted,

he announced, "I have caught the flu and felt sick today. Therefore, I sh

all surrender and forfeit the battle today!"

Chaos erupted among the audience.

"What? Is he surrendering?"

"That can't be! He's the King of Kicks and ninth on The Hundred Immortals

. How could he give up because of flu?"

"Fuck! That's no surrender. He's doing it on purpose!"

The audience was stunned and confused as they didn't expect the King of K

icks to act in such a way. After going into the ring, he surrendered befo

re the battle. What was that? Was there some shady deal going on?

"What's wrong? Why did he surrender?" Jessica and her group exchanged ast

onished glances. The King of

Kicks had received the payment but surrendered before he rendered his ser

vices. He had crossed a line!

"Did he switch sides at the last minute?" Dustin narrowed his eyes, looki

ng hostile. He had not expected the King of Kicks to pull off that trick.

"Sir Cavaliere! What was that?" Natasha shot up from her seat, looking fr

osty. The whole reason she accepted

the invitation to the battle was because she had him as an ace card. His

unexpected behavior had messed up

her plans.

"Ms. Harmon, you paid me to join the battle, but you did not specify that

I have to win. Isn't it a normal thing to fall sick and give up

on the battle?" He flashed a half smile at her.

*Sir! You are a respected senior in the martial

arts world! Aren't you worried you'd be the butt of the jokes if you flip

–flopped on your promises?" Natasha chided him.

"The butt of jokes? I am an honorable and upright man. No one dares to jo

ke about me." His eyes swept across the area, and those who felt his gaze

quickly lowered their heads in deference.

"Sir Cavaliere, I believe I have treated you generously. Why would you do

this?" She furrowed her brow. At that moment, she was no longer obliviou

s to the fact that she had been fooled. The King of Kicks agreed

to join the battle, only to surrender at a critical moment, catching her

off–guard. It was a cruel and raw betrayal!

"Ms. Harmon, I do not see the need to hide the truth from you." The hawk–

nosed old man straightened his shirt and said to her, "I play fair, and I

work for the highest bidder. This time around, someone has offered me a

higher price. So, I can't help you out. Of course, I can reconsider my de

cision if you're willing to bid for my

service at a higher price."

"Are you marking up the price now?" There was a wintry look in Natasha's

attractive eyes.

"Since this is a transaction, it's only normal to mark up prices at the l

ast minute." He showed no guilt in his

DUT

behavior.

"You're shameless!" She sneered, feeling aghast at the rotten character o

f the King of Kicks she had painstakingly hired.

"Ms. Harmon, if you

refuse to offer a higher price, I shall leave the ring." He looked like h

e was about to leave.

"Wait! We'll do it!" Jessica's face fell apart, and she immediately stopp

ed him. If the King of Kicks surrendered, the Harmons would lose the batt

le without a doubt! They had to accept the fact, even if he had demanded

more money at the eleventh hour.

"I'm sorry. Your reply comes too late." He sneered at them and walked up

to the Boulderthorn guild gang in front of everyone. The Harmons instantl

y paled upon witnessing that.