Chapter 1572
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 1572 Clash Of The S-Level Masters
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It was indeed a clash of the s
Level masters.
Yes, both could easily make it to the top five, but since they had the bad luck of meeting
in the first round, their chances of winning the championship werenât too high! I mean,
the odds of them getting knocked out in the first round were a scary 50%! The bookies
were giving them equal chances of winning this round, with odds of 1 to 1.95. That
meant it was a dead-even match!
âWho do you thinkâs gonna take it?â
After a slumberous night, Yasmine was wide awake now, sitting in the high-end VIP
area and watching the match like a hawk.
The sculpted participant who got beaten by Beowulf the other night took a second to
think before saying, âHard to say. Beowulfâs got a slight edge from what Iâve seen, but
rumors say Yosefâs lost sense of himself. Who knows how strong heâs gotten?â
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Yasmine nodded, a smirk playing on her lips, her legs trembling a bit.
The tension was thick on Ronnieâs side. Angela was squeezing her fists so tight they
were probably turning white. She silently prayed despite her hopes of remaining.
relieved. Emmanuel, please win!
Bobby, though, was cool as a cucumber.
it
Not knowing Beowulfâs real deal, theyâd seen Eshalâs fighters already make it to the top
Chamber of Commerceâs president would be theirs!
âHorace, youâre a martial arts master. Whatâs your take on this fight?â
Levi, usually chill, was pumped before the match.
Horace was just as stoked, calling this an early final. Whoever won would probably be
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this yearâs Grandmaster. However, he didnât give a straight answer. âThatâs the beauty of
fighting! Anything can happen. Itâs all about who brings their A-game!â
Levi nodded, smirking to himself. Wolf Warrior? Beowulf King? Interesting! Another
Wolf Warrior? Which oneâs legit, and which oneâs a faker?
With that, Levi bounced up. âHorace, mind if I catch this match in person?â
âSure thing!â Horace was too hyped to sit still. âA match this big? Gotta see it live!â
Nathan and his right-hand man, Brent, were on the edge of their seats. Despite not
knowing Beowulfâs real deal, the name alone made them think of the Wolf Warrio
Beowulf already put a beatdown on Yosef, the guy who messed up Brentâs skills. The
were hoping Yosef got served!
âHow should we bet? Whatâs the smart move?â Frederick, clueless about Beowulf, was
begging Shane for tips to flip the odds.
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Mackenzie was curious, too. Who would the lucky man favor to win?
âNo need to think twice! Weâre backing Yosef!â Shane was dead set on Yosef, having full
faith in his skills. He believed nobody could top him!
âHmph, count me out. Iâm putting my money on the other guy!â Frederick had zero love
for Yosef and wouldnât bet on him even after being paid.
âFrederick, youâre really going against the grain here, huh?â Shane sighed in agreement.
Mackenzie felt a jolt of nerves. Oh no, whyâd Shane bet on Yosef? No way!
This time, she wasnât giving in to superstition. She was sure Emmanuel would come o
on top.
Thinking that, she gave her belly a little pat. Come on, kiddo, cheer for your dad!
As the crowd held its breath, the fighters stepped onto the stage without any frills. The
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second they got there, the whole place tensed up. The audience felt the heat, as if even
taking a breath was tough, but Yosef stayed quiet.
After a while, Beowulf couldnât hold back. âWhatâs your deal, hurting innocent folks?â
Yosef looked him dead in the eye through his mask.
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