Card simulation, starting with the Goblin Deserter

In Hayes's eyes, Gentry's figure was getting closer and closer!

He had noticed it as soon as the two of them started changing shape like dough balls. Not only was the other person pretending to be confused and angry, but they were also constantly observing his body balance.

"I never expected you weren't a complete idiot."

Hayes took a breath, adjusted his stance, and caught Gentry's fists head-on.

The two are currently evenly matched in physical strength, but for Gentry, his obese body is the best weapon at the moment!

With a roar, he disregarded Hayes's threatening arms and, like a wild beast, grabbed Hayes by the waist, using his size and center of gravity to slam him to the ground.

At the same time, taking advantage of Hayes's unstable center of gravity after falling, he decisively pressed forward and swung his double fists hard at Hayes's face!

This scene, like a cornered beast fighting to the death, instantly ignited the flames in the hearts of the goblins.

They stood up from their seats one by one, letting out the unique roars of goblins, urging Gentry to throw even heavier punches!

"Blood! We need to see blood!!"

On the ring, Hayes, who had been given absolute control by Gentry, could only passively take the beating.

He covered his face with his arms, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. This scene was heartbreaking for Soraka, who was watching from below the ring.

She tried to climb onto the ring and push Gentry away, but was frozen in place by some invisible force. She turned to look at King, the one who started it all, but to her surprise, he didn't even look at her. He was just enjoying the seemingly one-sided fight on the ring.

"I see, so you're using this crazy strategy? That really suits your masochistic nature..."

At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the battle on the ring, and King's whispers could only be heard by himself.

The next second, he actually closed his eyes, as if he already knew the outcome of the boxing match.

On the ring, Kint, who had been dominating Hayes for five minutes, was flushed and sweating profusely.

He heard the cheers of the butlers below the stage, and he also heard Soraka's heartbroken cries. The frantic screams of countless goblins pierced his heart.

Gentry, panting heavily, slowed his swings. He looked at Hayes, whose face was pale, eyes were closed, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely.

"Just admit defeat. I weigh at least twice as much as you, and with your strength weakened, you're no match for me."

"Since you helped me and Brand get through the first round, I'll spare your life. We'll compete again in the next two rounds..."

King made the rules very clear: the boxing match will continue until one side concedes defeat or is killed!

In other words, if Hayes stubbornly refuses to admit defeat, then Gentry will definitely fight him until he loses his life!

Will King revive the one who dies in a boxing match? Can he do it?

Maybe he can, maybe he will, but nobody dares to gamble.

Hayes, his eyes still closed, said weakly, "You fatso are quite kind, but forget about sparing my life."

"If you want to repay the favor, give me the money after we leave the secret realm."

Gentry was taken aback, then found it amusing: "Dude, you can barely speak and you're still calling me fat?"

"They're really not afraid of death."

As he spoke, Gentry completely stopped throwing punches, not only because Hayes had lost the ability to resist, but more importantly because his stamina could no longer support his continued onslaught.

But just as he straightened up and caught his breath, he suddenly realized that behind the two arms protecting his face, Hayes had opened his eyes and was quietly looking at him.

What eyes they were!

Gentry couldn't describe it, but even years later, when he occasionally recalled the scene, he still felt a chill run down his spine.

They are ready to die for their cause!

Unyielding and indomitable!

Like a true beast in the jungle, even when facing life and death, it will not lose its spirit!

At that moment, alarm bells rang in Gentry's mind! He instinctively wanted to throw a punch to resume his offensive, but a pair of fist gloves stained with blood and sweat slammed into his face!

That momentary lapse in concentration cost Gentry his chance at victory, and the next second, a pair of iron-like hands gripped his throat!

Hayes switched from defense to offense, got up and pinned Gentry down. Gentry's thick body struggled, and his fists mercilessly struck Hayes' ribs!

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Hayes could even hear the sound of his ribs breaking, but he still held onto Gentry's neck tightly, determined to fight to the death in this round!

He had already planned it out before the battle even began.

Without the power boost from the "Dragon Pill," he only has two things to rely on in this boxing match.

One is the practical combat skills he gained from "free fighting," and the other is... the twisted willpower he developed from experiencing countless deaths!

"Kickboxing" is very effective and can be very advantageous against opponents of similar size, but against an opponent like Gentry who has an absolute size advantage, all techniques will seem weak and fragile.

Can you win by using agility and skill to constantly outmaneuver and wear down your opponent?

Hayes thought it was possible, but for a "madman" like him who was willing to risk his life, there was a simpler and more direct solution!

He hadn't even considered what to do if he failed to catch Gentry's offensive.

If someone asked him, he would probably give a matter-of-fact answer.

Then die.

Off the stage, the butler and Soraka exchanged expressions; the former went from joy to worry, while the latter burst into laughter through tears.

In the stands further away, the restless goblins had gone completely mad.

They shouted in their incomprehensible goblin language, urging Hayes to kill Gentry!

"Kill! Kill!"

"Kill him! Kill him!!"

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Hayes could sense Gentry's counterattack weakening, and he could also feel the sounds growing louder in his ears.

Suddenly, a voice flashed through his mind.

You have provoked the goblin tribe's anger.

[Special Quest Triggered: Appease the Goblin Horde's Anger]

[Quest Reward: Random Card Enhancement *2]

Hayes laughed. "Your crappy simulator even has a 'mission' function. You really are a Frankenstein's monster."

The so-called appeasement of anger probably means satisfying the demands of these green dwarves and killing Gentry, right?

Two card enhancement opportunities, that's really tempting. Once he gets them, will he be able to create another kind of weird combo like "rebels with deserters"?

But unfortunately...

"He hasn't given me the promised payment yet."

More importantly, Hayes didn't want to kill Gentry.

At this moment, Gentry, whose brain was severely oxygen-deprived, had lost the ability to resist, and even his punches to Hayes had turned into light pats as if he was admitting defeat.

After he foamed at the mouth and completely lost consciousness, Hayes let go and slowly got up to face the stands.

Those hideous and ugly faces formed a ferocious picture. Even the most composed person would feel a chill down their spine upon seeing this scene.

Hayes looked at them expressionlessly, but secretly pondered in his heart.

Perhaps the only way to appease them is to kill Gentry?

In a moment of inspiration, Hayes, now fully restored, grabbed Gentry's wrist and lifted him up easily, slowly uttering the first words he had learned in the other world.

"Long live the tribe (goblin language)."

The next second, the sound in the stadium suddenly stopped, and all the goblins, including Soraka and her butler, seemed to have been put on pause.

Only King, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and looked at Hayes with great interest.

"Speaking goblin language in a human body, aren't you afraid I'll kill you, Hayes?"