NovelEnglish"Hey... What's his name!" "Didn't Zamri have five participants making it through the free-for-all?! There's still three left after two of them are gone. Don't worry! There's still hope!" "Haha! Yeah! There's still hope!" As the Riverton participants and audience members catcalled, the Zamri side were left ashen-faced.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey certainly remember the remaining three participants-two were young women who looked like they would not survive a punch, while the third was a brutish man who did not really look sharp.
Therefore, as far as the Zamri side was concerned, that tcertainly would not be a match against Heartfar. It was why the other Zamri participants and audience members had been pinning their hopes on Candor and the other martial artist who had just fled.
In fact, when the Riverton participants and audience members mentioned the remaining trio, the Zamri side was completely disinterested instead of feeling encouraged.
"I guess Riverton is taking all four berths!" "Con. What if those ladies somehow manage to beat Heartfar?" "Shit, do you even believe what you're saying?" "Nope." "Then shut up!" The Riverton participants and audience members were all busy talking among themselves. Swere even mocking Kat and Mona maliciously, saying stuff like Riverton could afford them a berth out of charity if they gave a lap dance or something.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStill, anyone already knew that there was no chance of that happening, since this was a serious competition. It was nothing more than belittling and insulting for Kat and Mona, as well as other Zamri martial artists.
"Fucking... I'm so done!" Kat growled, clenching her knuckles. "I'm going to pummel those douchebags from Riverton! All of them!" "Calm down!" A large hand pressed gently over head right then, as Frank spoke calmly, "Don't let your flow be disrupted.
"You see, Mr. Quaker and Heartfar are obviously trying to incite conflict and ill-will by driving a wedge between Riverton and Zamri in order to get all four qualifying berths." "Hah! Easy for you to say!" The girl standing behind the geezer standing beside Frank laughed coolly. "Why don't you get out your hidey-hole and win the berths if you're that good?" "Shush!" Lebon, the Zamri martial artist who had airwalked himself into the lake, placed a finger on his lips. "Watch what you're saying." "Just spittin' facts." The girl pouted, folding her arms before her chest. "I mean, disrupting flow? Isn't he just trying to excuse himself for his weakness and hiding?" "Is that so?" Frank turned toward the girl right then. "Are you saying that we shouldn't stick to our strengths before answering the Quakers' challenge and should instead listen to you, a brat who didn't even pass the preliminary strength test? Content belongs to en.kikistoriesSW "Don't you think you're overreaching as an audience member?" Frank's calm questions left the girl flushed, but she grumbled stubbornly, "If it were me, I wouldn't be backing down. I—" "Save it." Frank chuckled. "You're not even fit to get in the Ring. Anyone can make themselves look good with words, but unless you have what it takes fight, quit trying to tell everyone who to do. You'd only make others question your school's effort in enforcing basic e Content belongs to en.kikistories"Also, if you're really eager to get in the ring, kdon't mind telling you that I have a direct line to Mr. Zoran. You can face that prick Heartfar yourself, so how about it? Care to give it a try" Content belongs to en.kikistories"I..." The girl was going to say yes out of sheer defiance.
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