The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power novel Chapter 683

The muscles on that man's body were strangely shiny, gleaming as though he had greased them with oil, and he looked like a powerful fighter. When he made his debut, gasps of surprise could be heard from the audience beneath the ring. "Huh? Isn't that Adrien Leach? He's going to fight? He's a pro who has won the golden belt before!"

"It's been so long since he was last seen here and it's beyond my wildest dream to see him fight today. The people who came here truly today have their ticket's worth!"

Even Baron pointed at the stage in excitement and said, "Boss Nicholson, are you seeing this? He's one of our best fighters in the Black Boxer Gang. Watch carefully, in just a few minutes, that *sshole who's picking a fight with us will be beaten to a pulp!"

When Kingsley noticed that Adrien's eyes were brimming with the desire to fight, he nodded. "This guy sure is tough, but…" he trailed off and didn't finish his sentence. Still, in his mind, he was sure that Adrien would lose. He couldn't exactly explain why he came to this conclusion. Maybe it was the fact that the hidden power within Bronte was so mysterious that even he couldn't help but feel wary.

In the ring, Adrien glowered at Bronte like a tiger, growling coldly, "According to the rules, you can place additional bets. What do you think? Would you like to bet something with me?"

Bronte shook his head. "Not yet. It's not too late to make a big bet once I defeat all the top fighters in Black Boxer Gang."

This was the strategy Albert set for them before coming here, and Bronte didn't dare to change the plan at willy-nilly because he knew that this concerned a sum of hundreds of thousands. Hence, he answered according to Albert's advice.

Adrien pulled his lips into a cold sneer. "When I heard you insulting our gang, I thought you have a lot of guts, but it turns out that you're just a f*cking wimp!" Then, he curled his finger and said provocatively, "Come on, kid. Prepare to die!"

Prepare to die, huh!

After he said that, the audience erupted into a frenzy, and they started to chant his name in excitement, "Adrien, Adrien!" As they had no idea who Bronte was, their support instinctively went for the fighter they were familiar with. Naturally, Adrien was pumped with adrenaline when he heard the cheers from the crowd, and he raised his fists, lunging toward Bronte.