The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power

Chapter 679 Boss Nicholson's Keen Observation!

The host took the stage and introduced the two muscular boxers. Following that, it was time for the live audience to place their bets.

Observing the two boxers in the ring—their arms and thighs as thick as one's waist—Kingsley turned to Baron and inquired, "Mr. Howe, are these two fighters also part of your Black Boxer Gang? Their physique is comparable to that of professional bodybuilders!"

"That's right, Boss Nicholson. They're the cream of the crop in my gang!" Baron answered proudly. "With your esteemed presence today, I've specially arranged ten of our finest fighters for you! The five matches tonight will give you a thrilling experience!"

Sitting at the side, Wendell laughed as he chimed in. "That's right, Boss Nicholson. The fighters tonight surpass even my capabilities. Their muscles are forged through powerful punches! They're the real deal. Unlike those bodybuilders who are all show and no substance!"

Ding!

The crisp sound of a bell rang, and the first round of the match officially began! NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Watching the two fighters in the ring exchanging punches with remarkable 'intensity,' Kingsley could not help but be taken aback. He had anticipated some theatricality in this boxing match but did not expect it to be entirely staged!

The red corner had ample opportunity to dodge the fierce punch from the blue corner yet deliberately chose to take it head-on. The impact was so strong that their mouth instantly swelled and turned red.

Kingsley's eyes flickered. "M-Mr. Martin, is this what you meant by 'all show and no substance?'"

Seeing his confusion, Wendell chuckled and explained, "Boss Nicholson, these two fighters are our gang members, so they naturally incorporate more elements into their fights… But even so, the audience down there can't tell the difference. Some come for the excitement and the spectacle, while others are here for the thrill of gambling. It's not much different from cockfighting or dogfighting."

Kingsley furrowed his brows slightly and gestured toward the spectator stands. "But I noticed several individuals who appear to be boxing professionals. They should be able to discern the difference, shouldn't they?"

"Them?" Wendell chuckled lightly. "Legitimate boxers wouldn't bother coming here to watch this match. Anyone who does come is either a mediocre small-time boxer or is simply looking to make quick money. Even if they did notice something, they wouldn't dare speak up about it. Unless they don't wish to continue thriving in this circle."

Upon hearing his explanation, Kingsley nodded. It seems that the waters run deep in this underground boxing arena. Merely having a muscular body doesn't guarantee invincibility.

Seeing Kingsley's waning interest, Baron hurriedly said, "Boss Nicholson, I'm impressed by your keen perception! You were able to see through their performance right away. I apologize for not being able to entertain you! That was my oversight. In that case, I'll ensure they give their all in the next match. I promise you won't be disappointed!"

As he spoke, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had initially assumed that Kingsley merely possessed immense physical strength and lacked an understanding of combat techniques. However, Kingsley's observation surprisingly turned out to be incredibly sharp as he immediately identified the issue.

He waved his hand. "No need for that. We can discuss it if I do step into the ring myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, five individuals with distinct expressions entered through the main entrance.

Two individuals in their thirties appeared and were dressed in gray attire. Although their muscle build was not as impressive as the boxers in the ring, their sturdy bodies exuded an underlying strength.

They were the junior representatives sent by the Stewart Family—Zephyr Stewart and Bronte Stewart.

Their names perfectly matched their personalities; Zephyr exuded a cold and proud demeanor akin to the wind, while Bronte possessed an explosive and thunderous presence. Despite their contrasting personalities, they stood out as the most remarkable individuals among the members of the Stewart Family.