
After the fight was over, the audience once again cheered, the opponent who did not even make a single attack had to be taken away.
He could not even withstand the pressure let alone a blow.
After they left, Sam walked to the center of the stage and bowed before speaking to Rana.
"Boss, with all due respect, I think you should raise the standard of fighters, it's not a challenge at all, and I can't use ten percent of the strength. I hope you can finish this and do some more challenging tasks.to me."
The grinning shutter was wide due to the one-sided appearance and the income it earned was shocked and confused being called out like this, but he did not show it openly. He looked at Fidi, for him to give a way out.
And Fidi was also a little confused, but she remembered her conversation with Sam before the match started and whispered something to Rana, who was smiling and looking very excited as she stood up and said in a loud voice.
"Our Iron Level fighter, Sam, said that he needed more challenges and so did our audience. That is why I made my decision and tomorrow there will be another interesting spectacle for you to watch.
One on five fight. Sam fought five bronze-level fighters simultaneously.
Today, Sam proved that he could fight with twenty opponents and even more if they attacked him one by one, but let's see how he will fight a more skilled opponent in a fight and how he will face the fact that he will be outnumbered.
I hope everyone can come tomorrow to see the fight and who knows, maybe there's a surprise waiting for us if Sam really wins."
When he said this, the audience cheered. The VIPs stood up and looked at San with interest. They noticed Sam's excited expression as Rana announced and they all came to one conclusion.
This guy seems too battle maniac.
And Sam would be happy if he knew that they had that impression.
The goal is that and he is almost there. He looked at the nobles and saw that the three Dragon ladies were looking at him strangely, he could feel the emotions they were feeling and there seemed to be a hint of lust mixed in.
He heard that**** is not a big deal in the Dragon race, in fact, they really like to relate **** with humans so their troops were mostly made with humans who had weak Dragon bloodlines and some higher positions would be occupied by humans. Half Dragon.
This**** perspective was even spread among the Dragon ladies and the entire race. Except for infidelity after marriage, everything they do before marriage is completely fair in their nature because the lust of Dragons is almost supreme in all races.
Especially their lust for humans.
He shuddered at the appearance of these three dragon ladies in the VIP and wished he didn't need to mess with them.
In addition the most relaxed Vip of all and continuing to drink and shout at the battle also looked at him with interest and threw the wine gourd at the attendant who collected the winning bonus.
The servant ran towards Sam and gave him a wine gourd. Sam took off the cork and sniffed the strong aroma of wine and looked at the Purple-Orange scaly youth.
He raised the gourd towards him as a toast and the latter countered the gesture and the two of them gulped down the wine at the same time.
Sam then asked the officer.
"May I know the name of the young master?"
"He is the young master of Yodha. He was the son of one of the dukes and was quite famous as a drunk."
When Sam heard this, he had a certain idea in mind and took out a crystal bamboo jar from his storage. This was a spatial ring that contained the food of Mackey and also had wine.
He simply said to fill it with every meal they could and they also filled it with this wine.
He gave wine to the officer and asked him to send it back to Yodha.
The waiter nodded and returned with a bamboo jar.
Yodha became interested when she saw the jar and she looked at Sam with a smile. He opened the lid and inhaled it. The smell of this wine was not as strong as he sent. But its distinctive and gentle aroma tempted him to have it immediately.
He took a sip and his eyes shone in surprise. He once again toasted to Sam before leaving the place while enjoying the wine from the bamboo jar.
After they left, Sam returned backstage and waited for Fidi to come.
Fidi's face shone as she looked through the spatial ring as she walked towards the private room.
“Not only are arena and audience winning bonuses, there are also extra bonuses from battle bonuses for you.
The Boss personally approves this particular bonus for you, today's earnings are off the charts. That's even more than last week's combined earnings."
He's very happy. He got a lot as supervisor Sam and the other supervisors gritted their teeth. Although they also earn money because the people who get beaten up by Sam are fighters under other promoters and they make a lot, but compared to Fidi, it is the nuts.
They were all reluctant to see Fidi and Sam from outside the room.
They did not expect any of them would hit such a jackpot. Sam really is like a pot of gold.
Sam began to sort out some gifts and separated them into other spatial rings and handed them to the attendant and said.
"Share it among yourselves."
The attendant was stunned for a moment and did not react for a moment, but when Sam gestured once more, he regained his senses and took the ring.
He peeked at the contents and was very happy.
He gave a huge thank you and ran out of the room without caring what Fidi or any other supervisor would think.
Fidi was also dumbfounded. He looked at the amount Sam separated and gave. It's actually a lot. This is almost forty percent of the winning bonus. This is a huge amount.
There were about a hundred officers in the wings of the residence of these fighters and even for them, this was more than three months of salary for each of them.
"Why did you give so much?"
"What's the point of all that money? I have enough for my immediate growth and more. And I'm sure I can get more before that. So, what's the point of holding so much? If it's food, wine, or other consumable ingredients, I might be interested. It was just spirit stones. There is nothing I can't get with a little effort.
After all, is there a way for fighters to bet?"
"bet?"
"Yes, there's a betting section, right? Is there a way for me to bet on myself?"
"There, but not led directly by the Boss. Most are run by the Boss family. We just get a commission."
"Why is that?"
"Some family politics. Even though the subordinate who was running the bet was the subordinate of the Boss on behalf of, he was actually working right under the Boss' elder brother."
Sam thought for a moment and understood. Although the income would come to Rana, it was nothing more than a few dimes.
It is unlikely that the full and exact number will come to Rana. He wanted to take advantage of this situation.
"How do they ruffle the money process? They have to send data regarding the number of bets they place, right?"
"They'll just send some fake data and pay the arena accordingly."
"Then, I actually have a plan that could benefit us a lot. If Boss wants to know, please tell him to give me permission to visit him."
"I'll talk to him."
Fidi and Sam's conversation was completely natural as if they were peers, because of the profit he made, Fidi spoke to him like this without her knowledge.
After a few minutes, Fidi returns and she takes Sam to another room deeper into the building where Rana is sitting.
Sam was offered a seat and the two began discussing what they should do tomorrow regarding the issue of betting.
When Rana heard this, she had an interesting expression. The idea was actually quite simple, but they never got this idea.
But now, they're gonna do this.