Winner Takes All

Jack was startled. He looked at Lone Wolf in surprise and didn't know how to reply.

Lone Wolf lowered his head sincerely, "Mister, please allow me to serve you."

Jack smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm here to accumulate fighting experiences, not to recruit men."

He didn't want to ask in-depth about Lone Wolf's identity. But before he first came to Underground Fight Club, Brent already told him about the details of this place.

At the Underground Fight Club, there was a portion of participants who like Jack, were there to learn, improve their skills, and accumulate their fighting experiences. The other portion of participants were shady

and could only make a living at Underground Fight Club for their fights. At that time, he even asked Brent which portion of participants was the majority. Brent's answer left a deep impression on him.

At that moment, Brent smiled and spoke eloquently, "Master Hughes, how many legitimate fighters lack money?"

With that said, Jack could guess the background of Lone Wolf. He didn't want to be tainted by the underworld.

"Why?" Lone Wolf was bewildered. "I can serve you without a salary as long as I won't go hungry. I will be loyal only to you."

Jack shrugged his shoulders and his smile widened under the mask. He no longer needed to guess about Lone Wolf's background.

"I'm sorry, I'm only here to increase my fighting abilities. I've not thought about other aspects."

Jack said openly, "The fight that we had, I was doing it for the experience and didn't need to hurt you. You don't have to think too much into it."

Brent came back and said, "Master Hughes, it had been arranged. You're in the third fight."

Jack nodded and stood quietly to one side. Lone Wolf, however, remained in position and in doubt. He had already lowered his requirements and to his astonishment, Jack still rejected him.

He knew that he had a past. For him to be able to remain at the Underground Fight Club for such a long time and to maintain a high winning percentage, he had already built up a decent reputation in that field. Several wealthy men in the city had even offered to hire him as their bodyguard only to be rejected by him.

One reason why he chose Jack was that Jack pulled his punches during their fight. The second reason was whether it was Jack or Brent, he felt that they were extraordinary. They were vastly different from the wealthy men who tried to hire him! That was why he was willing to take a gamble and do it without a salary.

The pedigree of your master was of utmost importance. Lone Wolf believed that having a good boss was far more important than being paid.

An even more critical reason was those wealthy men were unable to give him a new status. Even if he was a bodyguard, he would still remain in the shadows. He was a Lone Wolf but he didn't like the darkness. He liked to look towards the sky and the sun.

Jack concentrated on the following fight. To him, each fight was a chance to increase his experience and was invaluable. He wanted to rapidly improve himself. It was only when his outlay was more than the others will his returns be even more.

Lone Wolf stopped pestering him about serving him but didn't leave. He stood behind Jack and Brent to observe them and the fights.

It was finally Jack's turn to fight. When the screen displayed the names of the fighters for the next match, Lone Wolf suddenly said cautiously, "Be careful, Sir."

Jack looked at Lone Wolf and then at the name of his opponent.

Stage names were used at Underground Fight Club rather than their actual names. His opponent was a person with the name Devil.

"Why do you say that?" Jack asked. Lone Wolf was a regular at Underground Fight Club and understood the most about the situation there.

Lone Wolf said, "He is a newcomer and he fights viciously. Each strike is ruthless with the intention to hurt. Although the Underground Fight Club is bloody and cruel, those who regularly fight here will normally give their opponents a chance to survive since we all know that most of us have a shady background."

Lone Wolf paused and his expression turned serious, "This Devil seems to be something that climbed out from the depths of hell. He seems to want to kill with every blow. He was undefeated in the ten fights since coming here. Three were dead, six severely injured and one ended up in a vegetative state."

"Sheesh..."

After hearing Devil's fight results, Jack couldn't help but sucked a deep breath.

Casting aside the hundred percent fight record, the conditions of the defeated opponents were enough to scare anyone. He also heard from Brent that although Underground Fight Club was bloody, the death rate was very low. Just as Lone Wolf said, the regulars will normally give their opponents a survival chance. When Hippo was killed with a kick by the small fighter, the entire spectators fell silent because it was truly a shocking and rare scene.

Jack took a deep breath and looked worriedly at Brent, "Brent, why did you arrange for me to fight a killer?"

Brent smiled, "Only when you tread at the edge of death will you rapidly attain the true essence of combat. The closer you are to death, the more you are able to break through man's limitations."

Fuck!

Even with Jack's personality, he also can't help but cuss loudly inside him. He wanted to raise his abilities but he didn't expect to be toying with death so soon. Brent was a mercenary and was used to bloody violence. To think that now Brent also wants Jack to face death!

"Relax, I'm here, you'll be fine," Brent assured when he saw that Jack was nervous.

Jack nodded, took a deep breath, and suppressed his nerves. He had seen what Brent can do and with his assurance, Jack should be able to handle the Devil. After all, Brent was the strongest.

Very soon, the fight was announced and the crowd erupted in cheers. Jack adjusted the white face mask and walked slowly to the cage.

At the spectator stands, numerous spectators had a deep impression of him and loudly exclaimed, "Fuck! That's him, he made me lose ten thousand the last time!"

"Damn it, this fucker caused me to lose a hundred thousand. Today I must earn the amount back with interest. He will be fighting Devil and will definitely lose. This time I'll wager three hundred thousand on Devil!"

"Heh heh heh... It's time for revenge. Today I'll get my revenge. I'll see how this guy gets maimed and killed by Devil!"

Jack remained silent while listening to the waves of roars...

He only fought once and drew the hatred of so many spectators. He stood tall inside the cage as the lights focused on him.

Suddenly the arena erupted in a sea of roars and cheers. The Devil had arrived!

The undefeated, ruthless and brutal fighter was able to rouse the blood of anyone.

Jack looked in detail at Devil who emerged from the darkness. He was draped in a black robe, similar to a Ninja. He wore a face mask of a Devil with fangs protruding.

Under the lights, the Devil grinned under his mask. Causing any onlookers to feel the chills.

Without much introduction, Underground Fight Club's main attraction was bloody violence.

The fight began quickly with the loud announcement of the umpire.

Before Jack could react, Devil already rushed towards him.

Woosh!

The swift whip of his leg swung towards Jack's head. The kick was going for blood! Jack was startled and hurriedly raised his left arm to block the kick. Thump!

The sound of the impact was loud and Jack felt the blow of the kick and flew.

At the same time, he winced in pain and shouted "Ah!"

The pain in his left arm was intense and without a doubt, the kick had fractured his bone.

On the ground, Jack was sweating profusely from the pain. He took deep breaths to numb the pain. But he didn't panic and looked at Devil's leg in surprise.

His pupil constricted when he focused on Devil's black shoes. Something metallic reflected the bright lights.

This was clearly... cheating!000☐☐☐☐