In contrast, the other side of the arena was much quieter. At the very least, the two men here could act freely, without being constrained by anyone's presence.

Qin Fang naturally didn't care. Surrounded by the crowd, the two made their way to this side of the arena. There were already boxers competing here, but when faced with a showdown of this magnitude, the two boxers in the middle of the fight seemed no different from children squabbling, losing all appeal.

In such a situation, the patrons of the two fighters felt too embarrassed to continue and called their boxers back to avoid further humiliation…

The arena was cleared effortlessly, leaving an open space for Qin Fang and Kyokushin Genichi to face off.

"A duel to the death?"

Before entering the arena, Qin Fang suddenly thought of something and immediately asked with a playful smile.

The distinction between a regular duel and a duel to the death was quite significant. For someone who wasn't a Black Fist boxer, such duels had fewer restrictions, and both options were open for mutual agreement.

Just like how Sato earlier dealt with those rich brats' boxers from Hong Kong Island—he only injured them instead of going for the kill!

Now, it was the same. In a regular duel, Qin Fang and Kyokushin Genichi only needed to determine a victor. At most, one of them might be grievously injured and unable to continue fighting.

But if it was a duel to the death, it would be like a Black Fist match—two fighters enter the arena, and only one comes out alive…

"A duel to the dea—"

As a proud warrior, Kyokushin Genichi felt insulted by Qin Fang and believed it necessary to cleanse his humiliation with Qin Fang's blood. Without hesitation, he opted for a duel to the death, seeing it as the only way to unleash his full potential and eliminate Qin Fang with the most brutal ferocity.

Only such a method would allow him to exact his revenge with unrestrained madness.

"Hold on…"

However, before Kyokushin Genichi could finish speaking, Yamamoto suddenly interrupted him, pulling him aside and whispering in a low voice.

Qin Fang stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his expression calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about Kyokushin Genichi's choice at all. Whether it was a regular duel or a duel to the death, he would accept it gladly.

This demeanor made it evident to everyone how confident Qin Fang was, and he seemed every bit the poised master.

In contrast, the short-statured and arrogant Sato, as well as the blindly protective and discerning Kyokushin Genichi, didn't inspire much confidence at all.

Kyokushin Genichi and Yamamoto continued their whispered conversation, with Yamamoto doing most of the talking while Kyokushin Genichi listened. Judging by the slight furrow in Kyokushin Genichi's brow, he seemed rather hesitant.

In the end, however, Kyokushin Genichi nodded reluctantly, ultimately persuaded by Yamamoto.

"A regular duel it is… I will spar with Mr. Qin as friends, stopping at first blood."

Kyokushin Genichi clearly looked anguished, but there seemed to be some underlying concerns that forced him to agree to Yamamoto's suggestion and settle for a regular duel.

"Tsk…"

Many had been eagerly anticipating an intense life-or-death clash, only for the narrative to take an unexpected turn toward a regular duel. How could they not feel disappointed?

As a result, a collective sound of disdain rose from the crowd, with some individuals even raising their middle fingers...

"I don't really mind—stopping at first blood is fine with me!"

Qin Fang shrugged, completely unconcerned. In truth, he personally preferred a duel to the death. After all, Kyokushin Genichi happened to be a right-wing nationalist from Japan, and as someone from Ninghai, Qin Fang harbored nothing but hatred for such "little devils." When it came to dealing with right-wing extremists like Kyokushin Genichi, Qin Fang would kill any he encountered without hesitation!

At this juncture, the distinct characteristics of Dragon Country and Japan became even more apparent, sparking a flurry of discussions among the onlookers. Despite the match being downgraded to a regular duel, it still promised plenty of excitement.

"How about I serve as the referee for this fight?"

During the buzz of chatter, a clear and crisp voice rang out from the rear of the crowd. The masses parted instinctively, revealing a group of people walking toward the stage.

The leader was unmistakably the manager and overseer of the arena, flanked naturally by his two subordinates.

The speaker, of course, was He Zongguan, the only person qualified to make such an offer. He seemed to have been drawn here out of interest by the commotion.

"Having He Zongguan as the referee would be my absolute pleasure!"

Who served as the referee didn't matter much to Qin Fang. He had no intention of giving Kyokushin Genichi any chance to win, and the result would have been the same with or without a referee.

Besides, having a referee might actually complicate things. A referee biased toward Qin Fang might make it seem like his victory depended on favoritism. However, if the referee sided with Kyokushin Genichi, Qin Fang loathed the idea of a partial whistle, and it wouldn't be beneath him to deal with the referee, too!

Nevertheless, having He Zongguan personally officiate was ideal.

As the boss of the arena, He Zongguan was highly unlikely to show favoritism, nor did he have any reason to. Though Yamamoto's Yamaguchi Group wielded significant influence, it paled in comparison to the Black Fist Alliance and the underground world's major powers.

No matter how flashy the Yamaguchi Group appeared, erasing it would be a trivial task for those dominant forces in the underground world.

He Zongguan's willingness to referee was probably more out of respect for the exceptional skills of Qin Fang and Kyokushin Genichi; he wouldn't have appeared otherwise.

With such a referee in place, everything became simpler. A quick command from He Zongguan, and the arena was swiftly prepared while the two fighters finalized their preparations.

"Let the match begin~~"

Since this was a regular duel, He Zongguan entered the steel cage himself, ready to separate the combatants if necessary. He did not want anyone dying on this stage.

"I will show you the true power of Kyokushin Way…"

Kyokushin Genichi focused all his energy and spirit, exuding the aura of a wild beast, fierce and terrifying even from up close.

His sinister eyes locked onto Qin Fang, radiating ferocity as he spoke in a deliberate, menacing tone.

"To deal with you… one move is enough!"

With his arms crossed confidently, Qin Fang adopted a casual posture, looking at Kyokushin Genichi with a detached, superior gaze, and spoke in a tone dripping with disdain.

To emphasize his contempt, Qin Fang deliberately extended a single finger and wagged it gently…

Compared to Kyokushin Genichi's vicious pre-battle declaration, Qin Fang's provocation appeared even more domineering and arrogant.

The contrast immediately overshadowed Kyokushin Genichi, turning the expressions of Yamamoto and his companions sour.

"Big Bro, place ten million on me to win!"

What shocked the Japanese camp even more was that Qin Fang, instead of attacking immediately, shouted toward Qu Yuancheng, who stood near the steel cage.

Where there was a fight, there was a betting pool. And for a match like this between Qin Fang and Kyokushin Genichi, the enthusiasm to wager had surged from the beginning.

Yamamoto and his group naturally placed their bets on Kyokushin Genichi, wagering heavily on his victory. Meanwhile, Qu Da and Kong Er bet on Qin Fang.

The rest also placed bets on either Kyokushin Genichi or Qin Fang, creating a fairly balanced wagering scene…

Yet Qin Fang's bold gamble instantly raised the stakes for the match, adding a new layer of intrigue… especially since Kyokushin Genichi launched an attack the moment Qin Fang finished speaking!

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