Chapter 273
The Legendary Man
The Legendary Man Chapter 273 Received Twenty Million If Phantomâs fist found its mark, there was no doubt that the latter would lose his life.
At that very moment, there was a sudden twist of fate.
Nimbly, Ghost Fire dodged to the side as Phantom missed him entirely. Without giving Phantom any time to react, Ghost Fire leaped into the air and slammed his fist into Ghost Fireâs face.
Bang!
Piercing pain exploded across Phantomâs nose, causing him to stumble backward.
âF*ck, what on earth just happened?â
âLook at this trash! I canât believe he got blindsided by a weakling like Ghostfire.â
âHeâs utterly useless!â
Promptly, the audience began to hurl profanities at Phantom.
Not a single one of them expected a skinny man like Ghost Fire to wield such immense strength.
âLittle lamb, how dare you attack me!â Phantom roared in outrage. As soon as Phantom finished yelling, Ghost Fire lunged into action again. Boom! Ghost Fire struck the side of Phantomâs head.
Although Ghost Fire appeared like prey in front of Phantom, he did not show any mercy. On the contrary, he even retaliated against Phantomâs attack.
This scene instantly caused the onlookersâ hearts to skip a beat.
F*ck, is Phantom going to lose?
âLittle lamb, you are doomed!â Phantom responded to Ghost FIreâs strike by grabbing the latterâs arm and roughly yanking him downward.
A loud thud reverberated across the arena as Ghost Fire collapsed to the floor.
âGood job!â The audience cheered enthusiastically.
âOh no, Ghost Fire is going to lose.â Lydia heaved out a heavy sigh of disappointment. It looks like my money is going to go down the drain.
âHe wonât lose,â Jonathan said impassively.
He looked totally unfazed by the fact that Ghost Fire had just fallen to the floor.
âWhy are you so confident in his abilities?â Lydia glanced at Jonathan in confusion. Clearly, Ghost Fire was in a disadvantageous position. Nonetheless, why does Jonathan keep insisting on his victory?
âIâm not confident in him.â Jonathan kept his gaze fixated intensely on the ongoing fight. âI betted on him simply because their fighting prowess is on two different levels.â At the same time, Phantom stomped his foot on Ghost Fireâs head. It looked like he was trying to crush Ghost Fireâs skull with this method.
âKill him!â the crowd chanted in a frenzy.
Just as Phantom wanted to kick Ghost Fire again, Ghost Fire extended his arms and grabbed onto Phantomâs ankle. Promptly, he tugged on Phantomâs leg, making him lose his balance.
Caught off-guard by Ghost Fireâs sudden movement, Phantom staggered and almost fell to the ground.
On the other hand, Ghost Fire seized this opportunity to pounce at Phantom. He quickly grabbed Phantomâs nape and yanked the larger man downward.
Simultaneously, Ghost Fire jerked his knee toward Phantomâs face.
Snap!
In an instant, there was the sickening sound of broken bones. Crimson blood began to trickle out of Phantomâs nose.
Despite Phantomâs injuries, Ghost Fire showed no mercy. He was determined to finish Phantom off.
Promptly, Ghost Fire slammed his elbow against Phantomâs exposed back, making him double over in pain. While Phantom tried to gather his wits, Ghost Fire clamped his fingers around Phantomâs ears and pulled them with all his strength.
âArgh!â A bloodcurdling scream was ripped from Phantomâs throat when Ghost Fire tore his ears away from his head.
Immediately, blood began to gush out of Phantomâs wounds.
Phantomâs agonizing shriek continued to ring in the air.
Nonetheless, Ghost Fire did not even bat an eye. While Phantom continued to wail in pain, he wrapped his right hand around Phantomâs neck to keep him securely in place. With his other hand, Ghost Fire repeatedly pummelled against Phantomâs skull.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Again and again, Ghost Fire continued to rain down brutal punches on Phantom.
As a result of the blunt force, more blood streamed down Phantomâs neck in red rivulets.
Despite the severe wounds, Ghost Fire showed no signs of stopping.
âPhantom, youâd better fight back!â
âSh*t, I spent five million on you! Iâll hire someone to beat you up if you lose!â
âFight back! You useless piece of trash!â
Upon seeing how Phantom was getting beaten up, the onlookers couldnât help but holler in dissatisfaction.
Almost everyone present at the scene had placed a bet on Phantom.
Truthfully, they didnât care if Phantom lost his life or not; but, he just couldnât lose this match.
Even if it costs him his life, heâd better win! We donât care if Phantom dies after this match. All we care about is his victory.
Despite their yells, Phantom seemed helpless. No matter how hard he tried to fight back, he could not break free from the iron grip that Ghost Fire had around his neck.
Phantom could barely breathe with the chokehold around his throat.
Gradually, his movements grew slower and weaker.
All of a sudden, Phantomâs legs gave way. Without any more support left, he crumpled lifelessly to the ground.
âGet up!â
âDid this b*stard die?â
âF*ck, Iâm doomed!â
When Phantomâs body showed no sign of movement, their angry cries reached a crescendo.
Unable to control their fury, they threw their water bottles onto the stage.
But no matter how hard they tried, Phantom remained unresponsive.
Soon, his body began to turn cold. Even in his death, Phantomâs eyes remained wide open.
âTake Phantomâs corpse and feed it to the dogs,â the host declared with a wave of his hand. In haste, a few subordinates rushed forward to haul Phantomâs bloody body out of the arena.
Now that Phantom was dead, they lost all respect for him. In their eyes, he had become nothing but a piece of trash that should be discarded without a second thought.
âOh my, G-Ghost Fire won?â When the match concluded, Lydia whirled around to look at Jonathan in surprise.
Although sheâd witnessed it with her own eyes, Lydia was still struggling to wrap her head around the fact that Ghost Fire emerged as the winner.
Earlier, Ghost Fire was clearly at a disadvantage. However, he turned the tide and triumphed over Phantom in the blink of an eye.
âWhat else?â Jonathan spared her a brief glance.
âT-This is unbelievable,â Lydia stuttered. Am I dreaming? Just like that, the one million I betted on Ghost Fire became twenty million. Oh my God! Does this mean that Jonathanâs ten million has been raised to two hundred million?
Although Lydia was from the famed Maxwell family, it would be a struggle for her to earn two hundred million.
On the other hand, Jonathan accomplished this in just a few minutes.
âJonathan, how did you know that Ghost Fire would win this match?â Lydia asked.
Although Phantom looked like he would be the victor, the results ended up being the total opposite.
How could Jonathan tell that Ghost Fire would win?
âWould you believe me if I said that I went with my gut instinct? I betted on him because his betting odds were higher,â Jonathan replied.
âHmph! I donât believe a word that you just said.â Lydia rolled her eyes. âI wonât fall for your lies.â
Instead of answering, Jonathan merely kept quiet.
Abruptly, a chime echoed from Lydiaâs phone. Her eyes lit up when she read the new text message.
âJonathan, I just received twenty million!â