Chapter 208: Chapter 208
"I’ll have her leave the ring right now, would that be alright?" the manager said, trembling.
Serena nodded, "Hmm." For more chapters visıt ⓝovelFire.net
The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully, "Alright, I’ll go handle it..."
The manager’s words were suddenly interrupted.
Harvey Summers also entered and immediately scolded the manager’s actions.
"Young Master Summers..."
Seeing the sudden appearance of Harvey Summers, the manager looked troubled, unsure of what to do.
He couldn’t afford to offend either side and didn’t know whose orders to follow!
"The rules of The Pit are that once you enter the ring, you can’t leave until the fight is over!" Harvey Summers snorted coldly at Serena, speaking provocatively, "Unless someone fights the rest of the match for her, do you dare take her place?"
She’s a delicate woman, surely she wouldn’t dare step into the ring!
Harvey Summers was sure of this, and spoke with a smug expression, "If you beg me nicely now, admit your mistake, I’ll..."
Before he could finish, Serena’s cold, alluring voice rang out slowly.
The manager was intimidated by Serena’s powerful aura and instinctively nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, I’ll take you over..."
She actually dared to step into the ring?!
Harvey Summers’ face instantly darkened, furious that this wretched woman once again embarrassed him!
Watching Serena’s disappearing figure, he couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, "Damn, that ignorant woman! I can’t wait to see her get beaten half-dead in the ring later!"
Summer Miller had already been thrown onto the ring. She was covered in injuries, and her face was bruised and swollen with no part left unharmed.
Facing her was a tall, burly man with a bare upper body. The muscles on his arms appeared overly intimidating.
Seeing this scene, the spectators couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
"Tsk, what’s going on? Why did they arrange a female fighter against Tyson today? She looks so frail, Tyson could probably kill her with one punch!"
"Yeah, and she doesn’t even look like a fighter. With her tiny frame, Tyson could KO her with one punch!"
"Haha, but don’t you find watching them fight exciting? I love seeing the weak fight back desperately!"
"Hahaha, that’s right, it’s already getting interesting."
The more violent and bloody the scene above, the more thrilled they become.
Tyson is the king of The Pit, ruthlessly merciless. In his eyes, there’s no difference between men and women, he just knows the more miserably he beats Summer Miller, the more the spectators will enjoy it, and the more money he can make!
"Cough cough...Please, let me go..."
Summer Miller had been severely abused before being thrown into The Pit by Eleanor Linden, beaten so badly she couldn’t find the strength to even stand.
The tall, burly man showed no mercy, raising his fist to punch Summer Miller’s face, her painful cries exciting those below even more.
"Hit her harder, keep going!"
"Yeah, keep hitting her, if you kill her with one punch I’ll tip you a hundred grand!"
"I’ll give you two hundred grand, keep hitting!"
Looking at Serena’s extremely cold expression, the manager trembled all over.
Summer Miller was brought by Eleanor Linden, who specifically instructed him to torment her, so he arranged for her to fight Tyson.
Good thing, Serena came early, otherwise with Tyson’s style, waiting any longer might have killed her.
"I’ll have them stop right away..."
Before the manager could finish, Serena was already walking toward the ring, eyes widened in shock. Getting onto the ring without stopping the match is very dangerous, very easily could result in accidental injury...
"Die, you wretched woman..."
Tyson grinned ferociously, impatiently lifting his hand to viciously smash toward Summer Miller, eager to kill her with one punch to earn those tips.
But his punch didn’t land on Summer Miller, captured mid-air by two delicate white hands.
Serena constrained his sturdy arm, appearing to have no strength, yet rendered Tyson immobile.
Seeing Serena, Summer Miller couldn’t hold back her tears anymore, large drops falling from her eyes.
"Don’t cry, I’m here." Serena comforted her softly, "I’ll make them pay back tenfold for bullying you."
For some reason, hearing this, Summer Miller was instantly less scared.
"Damnit, where did this wretched woman come from to ruin my plans?!" Tyson’s face looked extremely unpleasant, he was just about to earn those tips, but this suddenly appearing woman spoiled his plans!
Despite this, he seemed powerless under her restraint, further inciting his anger.
Serena didn’t even glance at him, only gently comforting Summer Miller, speaking softly.
"Wait for me, I’ll take you home soon."
"Damnit, she’s ignoring me!" Tyson fumed, his horrifying muscles twitching, "Court death!"
Serena’s presence immediately garnered the attention of everyone below, The Pit is a place that seeks stimulation to the point of perversion. There were female fighters, but none were ever this beautiful.
"Wow, where did they find such a beautiful woman? Such a pity she’s a fighter at The Pit!"
"Yeah, yeah, she’s so pretty it’d be a waste if she got killed!"
"But this makes it even more interesting, more exciting!"
Each of them showed faces of twisted excitement, beginning to place bets.
"She doesn’t look tough at all, I bet she won’t last two punches before Tyson beats her to her knees begging!"
"Hahaha, I bet she’ll be knocked down in three punches..."
Meanwhile, Imperia University.
"Master Damian, we’ve reviewed the surveillance, Miss Serena left campus quite a while ago." Chase Sherman reported respectfully to Damian Quinn.
Damian Quinn’s eyes darkened further, looking at the unanswered call and unanswered messages, his fingertips suddenly clenching tight.
That young girl never misses his calls...could something have happened?
Considering this possibility, Damian Quinn’s heart tightened sharply, speaking in rage, "Find out right away."
Seeing Damian Quinn’s fierce and unfriendly expression, Chase Sherman dared not delay, immediately responding respectfully, "Yes, Master Damian!"