Chapter 972
Chapter 972:
For a beat, Tyrant stood still, radiating a quiet but deadly confidence. Then he went on, his voice thick with pride and menace. “Jeet Kune Do is all about balance. Power and speed work together. You’ve got speed.” Tyrant raised his voice and his hand, eyes burning. “But me? I’ve got both. I’ve been holding back until now. But that ends here. You’re about to see what Jeet Kune Do truly looks like p>
Right after speaking, he crouched low. With deliberate slowness, he rolled up his pant legs.
A harsh metallic thud followed. Two heavyweights hit the floor, sending out a deep echo across the ring.
A faint vibration pulsed beneath their feet.
Right after, a crack shaped like a spider’s web crawled across the floor tiles at the center of the ring.
“Hold on… Was that a pair of steel sandbags p>
“No way. They must weigh over a hundred pounds p>
“You’re telling me he fought the entire time with them strapped to his legs? That’s beyond intense p>
“Forget dodging. Maia won’t stand a chance now! Tyrant’s on another level p>
Cheers, gasps, and wild shouts burst from the crowd as the momentum shifted yet again.
Now that Tyrant had shown what he’d been holding back, almost nobody in the room thought Maia stood a chance.
“Ladies and gentlemen… What you’re about to witness might just be the most brutal showdown since this arena was built.” The host’s voice cracked slightly as he lifted the mic, his hand visibly trembling. “Brace yourselves — this is a battle between legends p>
Lᴀtєst chαptєrs ιn g𝒶l𝑛ovеℓ𝑠.𝑎𝓂
Raegan shot to her feet, eyes locked on the weights that had just hit the floor, then quickly turned toward the shaven-headed man nearby.
“Well, guess that clears up why I’ve always called him my trump card, huh?” He scratched the back of his head with a sheepish grin. “Let’s face it — if we didn’t put those restraints on him, what’d be the point? No one would even bother stepping into the ring. The truth is, since this place opened its doors, Tyrant’s never tasted defeat.” The shaven-headed man’s hands opened in a small display of pride. “And that’s while dragging those weights around p>
Raegan’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes narrowing. “Wait… you’re telling me he’s been doing this the whole time p>
“That’s right,” he replied with a slow nod. “He’s been holding back, waiting for someone who might actually push him past his limits. Looks like the person finally showed up p>
Before anyone could respond, fresh voices rose from the crowd.
“That’s it. Maia’s done for p>
“She might’ve been King of the Arena in the past, but that’s ancient history now. I don’t see her making it out of here in one piece. Earlier, she had speed on her side, but now? With that advantage gone, she’s finished p>
“Tyrant’s the real beast here. This fight’s as good as done. I wouldn’t be surprised if Maia ends up on the front page tomorrow — dead. And after this? No one’s going to step up to face him again p>
A chaotic mix of claps, jeers, and wild shouting filled the arena, the crowd teetering on the edge of frenzy.
Maia, standing dead center on the stage, stayed as still as stone. Her eyes were sharp, emotionless, and locked onto her opponent.
Tyrant crept forward with measured steps, his body tense like a predator stalking its prey. Under the harsh lights, every flex of his muscle carved sharp shadows across his skin.