"Tonight, we welcome two newcomers. The first is the participant for our first match, hailing from mainland Huaxia, previously working as a bodyguard for a security company..."

"Ugh, another bodyguard from a security company. Didn't one just join recently? They didn't even last two matches before getting knocked out. These security companies are useless."

"Exactly, what's there to watch?"

"Anyway, I'm definitely going to make a profit on this 300,000 tonight. Hahaha..."

After the host announced the newcomer's name, there wasn't a single supporter in the audience, all of them writing off the current newcomer.

After all, few newcomers in the beginner's matches last more than a month. Although they hope for new blood to bring some visual excitement, reality is often disappointing.

"Now, let's welcome our newcomer, Mr. Caterpillar..."

"Caterpillar?"

"Hahahaha, what kind of codename is that? Stop embarrassing yourself."

Amidst the boos, Li San slowly walked onto the stage wearing the Caterpillar mask. His face was unusually thick-skinned, taking the microphone from the host to rally votes for himself despite the jeers.

"Look at that shorty, the first match is definitely ending in under a minute tonight."

"Alright, now let's welcome the other participant for our first match, the Dragon Slayer God..."

"Oh, go for it..."

"I've got my money on you."

"Knock that brat down with one punch."

This is the contrast, jeers for one and cheers for the other, common treatment for newcomers.

Xiaofan had no idea why Li San chose such a dumb codename like Caterpillar for himself. It's ridiculous.

"Alright, the match will start in twenty minutes. The two participants can take a break, and there's twenty minutes left for final bets. If you need to adjust your bet, hurry up..."

With the host's announcement, the crowd quickly swarmed to the betting area; they seemed to have spotted an opportunity to make money.

Onstage, Li San brushed past his opponent. The opponent deliberately shouldered Li San, then made a throat-slitting gesture at him with disdain.

"&%...%￥*（%"

Okay, Li San's foreign language skills aren't great; he had no idea what the opponent said, only knowing that he was Asian and not sure from which country.

"Hey, what did he say?" Li San asked the host.

"Oh, he said he's going to make you die horribly and told you to tuck your tail between your legs and go back to find your mom's help."

"Screw you, you son of a bitch. Damn you."

In the VIP gallery, Xiaofan shook his head with a wry smile after hearing Li San's words. Looked like this guy was going to go all out.

Earlier, Li San had asked him if he could reveal his skills in matches, and Xiaofan's response was simple: no using the Swallow's Counterattack or any other absolute skills of the Swallow Sect, using Lightweight Skills was okay, but it mustn't be too shocking. Other than that, he could handle it himself.

"Hey, brother, where are you going?" Seeing Xiaofan step out the door, Liang Yanlong asked. After all, it was Xiaofan's turn next.

"Hmm, going to the restroom, the match will be over in two minutes."

Two minutes? Liang Yanlong was initially worried about something, but seeing Xiaofan so confident in his partner, he was taken aback.

As Xiaofan headed to the restroom, he pulled out his phone and immediately dialed Li Kuo's number.

"Hey, there's a change in plans. Bet the entire amounts of three membership accounts on both Li San and me, thirty million each..."

"Why, why?"

"I didn't expect such a reaction either. If we win this match, Red Butterfly stands to make a fortune. The online bets are already over fifty million, right?"

"Yes. Over eighty million and still rising. By the time it's your match, betting on your opponent to win might break a hundred million."

"1.5-to-1 odds, right? A sixty million bet to earn a ninety million profit. But only this once; if we win, transfer immediately and close the three accounts without leaving traces for them to track you."

"Understood."

Returning to the VIP gallery, the match was just about to begin.

With the referee's signal, Li San's opponent took the initiative, charging at Li San with a roar, trying to grab him.

The Filipino, twenty-three years old, served in the military for three years, came to XG two years ago. He entered underground black boxing three months ago, won twenty and lost three in the beginner's division, then got knocked back down to the beginner's division after entering the intermediate division. Not bad skills,

All this information had been prepared by Li Kuo earlier, and Li San knew it all by heart.

As the opponent charged, Li San turned aside to dodge, leaping up and kicking directly.

"&...%（*%"

"What the hell is this fool saying now?" Li San asked again.

"Basically, he's saying: Screw your mother."

"You're dead. The thing I hate most in this life is people insulting my family."

As the opponent charged again, Li San's eyes flashed, and he clenched his fist tightly, his body suddenly sinking.

'Bang.'

After striking, Li San turned and walked off the stage while his opponent stood motionlessly, drooling slowly from his mouth.

The venue was silent, then, amidst astonished glances, the Filipino slowly collapsed to the ground. He didn't move again.

"Holy crap, that's amazing..." Liang Yanlong exclaimed in shock, then turned to look at Xiaofan. However, Xiaofan had already quietly left the hall.

"It's my turn. Brother Long, see if there's still a chance to place a bet. Everything we just won, put it all in; opportunities don't come twice."

Upon hearing this, Liang Yanlong finally came to his senses, immediately pulling out his phone: "Hey, put all my money, yes, all the newly credited money, on Shen Zhifan, the Black Mantis. Yes, all of it..."

On the stage, it took the host a while to react before announcing the end of the match. Discussions erupted throughout the room. Was it a scam? Was it rigged? People were questioning what they'd just seen. Could it be fake?

But seeing the Dragon Slayer God frothing at the mouth, his eyes rolling back as he was carried away, unable even to keep his mask on, that definitely wasn't fake.

"Hey, it's your turn."

"Though I said you could do whatever, I didn't mean you should use such an unbelievable tactic to take someone out in one hit."

"He insulted my mom."

Passing each other on the stairs, Li San previously couldn't hold back, but Xiaofan showed no trace of blame in his tone.

"Don't make it a habit; don't catch their attention."

"If they insult my mom again, I can't guarantee anything."

"Endure... Actually, forget it, I'd probably react the same. You did well, but next time, hit harder." Xiaofan said, putting on a mask, as the stage was cleared, and the second match was up next.

"Hey, I want to change my name."

"Change to what? This name's fine."

"I want to change it to Angry Caterpillar. Don't think my name makes me an easy target."

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