Chapter 1038 — The Drug Failed, the Effect Kicked In and Yang Maoling Felt His Whole Body Brimming With Endless Strength
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Yang Maoling's chest had been caved in by the stocky man's blows, yet he still seemed to feel nothing at all as he kept fighting!
An Liwen, who was watching the match, frowned at this and glanced at Little Mule beside him. "Is this guy any good? He does not look it. He is about to get beaten to death, is he not?"
Little Mule was not so sure either. "There were no problems the last few times. Everyone who got the shot managed to beat his opponent at the last moment..."
"But he looks like he will be beaten to death before he beats anyone!" An Liwen sensed something was off today, so he turned to Dr. Yin. "Dr. Yin, what is going on here?"
"This opponent is too strong. The drug is still in the early testing stage. After injection it has no problem handling ordinary people, but the man he is facing now must be a cultivator!" Dr. Yin frowned as well. "We had better bring Boxer Li here and ask him."
"A cultivator? No way. A cultivator fighting in underground boxing?" An Liwen froze, then said to Little Mule, "Go get Boxer Li and find out what is going on with this man!"
"Yes!" Little Mule answered and turned to fetch Boxer Li.
Soon Little Mule returned to the room with Boxer Li, who said to An Liwen, "Young Master Wen, you were looking for me?"
"Yes. Take a look at this man. Why can he not be handled even after the drug injection?" An Liwen said, pointing at the live feed of the ongoing match.
Boxer Li glanced at the match on the screen, then said, "From what I can see, this man looks like an external cultivator, but he has not reached the Yellow Rank. Call him quasi Yellow Rank. Dr. Yin's drug should be no match for a man like this... unless the injected subject has an exceptionally strong physique..."
"Oh? So you are saying this Yang Maoling fellow cannot win?" An Liwen frowned.
"His chances are slim!" Boxer Li said with certainty.
"Damn it!" An Liwen cursed. "More than twenty million has been bet on Red Dragon today. If Red Dragon wins, even at one-to-one odds, I will be paying out till it kills me!"
"Young Master Wen, no need to worry! I will take the next bout myself!" Boxer Li waved it off casually. "With my strength, killing this Red Dragon will be child's play!"
"Hmm... very well! Red Dragon has won three in a row. The bets on the fourth bout will surely be bigger and heavier. That way I can win it all back with interest in one go!" An Liwen nodded, finally setting his mind at ease...
Yang Maoling died! He did not even know how he died. He felt no pain. He only wanted to keep attacking and attacking, never realizing that his sternum had been completely smashed by the stocky man and his heart had already burst!