I endured the pain, took a deep breath, turned over and stood up, once again facing Tyson Ford. Gritting my teeth, I stared at him. No, I can’t keep up with his speed at all, so I must...

　　“Very good, continue!” The referee saw that I could stand up on my own and immediately shouted loudly.

　　Tyson Ford glanced at me, shook his head slightly, his figure flickered, and he lunged at me again. Still just as swift, my body was sent flying through the air, and once again I felt a rain of punches pounding my body. I gritted my teeth and endured it, I was waiting! I had lost count of how many punches it had been when Tyson Ford’s fist struck my right arm.

　　Suddenly, I moved, flipping in midair, grabbing his arm in one swift motion. I caught him! Forcing myself to bear the pain, I twisted in the air while holding his arm, then pounced onto him, biting down on his ear.

　　The whole arena erupted, but I didn’t hear it; I only heard Tyson Ford let out a thunderous roar...

　　“Foul, foul!” the referee shouted loudly, but I ignored him, still biting down hard on Tyson Ford’s ear.

　　It took a lot of effort to separate me from Tyson Ford. The referee scolded me loudly, but I didn’t hear a word. This guy’s ear was so tough, my teeth ached from biting it.

　　Tyson Ford wiped the blood from his ear and glared at me angrily. Suddenly, he started laughing, pointed at me and said, “Kid, I like your rogue fighting style! Referee, the first round is over, right? Let him rest a bit.” With that, he turned and sat cross-legged to meditate in silence.

　　“Damn, what kind of match is this? Refund, refund!” The prisoners were unhappy, especially those who had bet I wouldn’t last a round, shouting loudly.

　　Tyson Ford opened his eyes, and the sharp glint in them swept over the crowd, instantly silencing everyone.

　　“Ford, you can’t go on like this, you won’t make it through the second round!” Evan Grant’s voice sounded worried.

　　“Evan Grant, don’t worry, I’ve already figured out his punching style. Heh, next round, I’ll fight back. I know his weakness!”

　　“Ford, I feel like something’s not right!”

　　“Don’t worry, Evan Grant. Heh, call me ‘husband’ and I’ll be filled with strength.”

　　Evan Grant was silent for a moment, then shyly called me ‘husband’, making me beam with joy, completely ignoring the referee’s strange look.

　　“Husband, should I release Ethan Dale’s soul? Is that okay?”

　　“No, Evan Grant, I want you to see how your husband defeats his opponent with his own strength!” I said resolutely.

　　“Well... okay, but don’t push yourself. If you can’t hold on, tell me. Husband, seeing you like this, Evan Grant feels so bad for you.”

　　I chuckled, just about to speak, when suddenly that damned referee’s voice rang in my ear: “Round two, st—start!”

　　Before he finished speaking, Tyson Ford, who was sitting cross-legged on the rock, suddenly floated up, still sitting cross-legged, as if lifted by some force. This time his attacks were even fiercer, his punches even more ruthless. In the blink of an eye, I had already been knocked down countless times. Relying on sheer willpower, I got up again and again, only to fall again and again. Gradually, I started to get the hang of it.

　　Tyson Ford lunged at me, throwing a powerful punch. But I suddenly fell, collapsing into Tyson Ford’s arms.

　　In that instant, his punch paused ever so slightly. This was the chance I’d been waiting for. Without hesitation, I darted into his arms, and my right fist, carrying an overwhelming force, struck out. The month-long transformation Evan Grant had given me erupted at that moment. I didn’t know how strong that punch was, but it combined Carter’s Mountain-Piercing Force and Evan Grant’s Unforged Immortal Power. Tyson Ford’s collarbone cracked, and his body was sent flying, crashing to the ground and lying motionless.

　　The whole arena erupted!

　　I stood proudly on the stage, my whole body numb. But faintly, I could hear the voices of Morgan Wolf and the others.

　　“That’s my brother, hehe, impressive, right? Even Tyson Ford isn’t his match, took him down with one punch...”

　　“Husband, you’re amazing!” Evan Grant’s voice rang out again. I smiled and proudly said to the referee, “I won!”

　　“Who says so? Our duel is just beginning!” Suddenly, the whole arena fell silent. I turned my head toward the voice and was instantly stunned.

　　A blinding red light enveloped Tyson Ford’s towering figure as he slowly stood up from the rock. An overwhelming murderous aura radiated from him, pressing toward me as if it were tangible. Within that killing intent was a strange sense of calm. Tyson Ford looked at me and let out a soul-shaking low growl.

　　“Gavin Ford, I want you dead!”

　　As he spoke, Tyson Ford’s body began to undergo a bizarre transformation. The red light was like a blazing flame, radiating intense heat. The rock beneath his feet began to liquefy, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red.

　　What’s going on? Didn’t they say if you hit his vital point, he wouldn’t be able to move? The shock in my heart was indescribable. I turned to look down from the rock at Carter, who had already stood up, his face grave.