Towards the Unbeatable

Act 86: Unexpected Results

Hmmm, the reason I want to be great at fighting is because I used to be humiliated by other friends.

The reason was because they said I was different from all of them, I also actually did not understand what they meant, until at some point ...

Indeed, what my friends say is true, my thin appearance, my narrow eyes, maybe also my attitude makes many people feel strange to me.

But do I have to care about everything? What if I just have to keep trying?

Yes, and I did what I could, I wanted to be a great fighter, where one day I could stand proudly watching my opponent lying down.

That goal is what I try to achieve with a lot of practice, I want to make them acknowledge my existence.

And I ended up here as a prisoner, and I don't want to be oppressed again for the umpteenth time.

If only I could prove it to them ...

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1!

K.O

"THE WINNER IS ..."

"DANNY!"

"YAHOO"

"LUCKY YOU'RE A YOUNG MAN!"

"GREAT FIGHT!"

"YOU MANAGED TO GET US OUT OF BED!!"

"YEEEEESSSS GOOOOD JOOOB!!!"

The match had ended, Quan Cho could no longer wake up, his face now looked bruised and blue interspersed with drops of blood from his head

Quan Cho was immediately rushed to the treatment place which was also in another place there.

Nice match young man, inner Quan Cho in his heart.

"Danny! You did it!"

"We're proud of you Danny!"

There, Danny was happy to keep what he promised Brock and Vincent.

***

"The unexpected end," said one of the costumed robot.

"You're right, this could happen. Really a great match."

"We'll see how far the man will go in this competition."

***

The next competition will be held next week, as long as the participants can prepare themselves.

"I thought you were going to lose your first game yesterday" Brock said, sipping a cup of warm coffee with the smoke still there.

They talked at night, actually there was not much activity going on in the cell other than chatting, sleeping, or anything else these prisoners wanted to do.

"Grabbing coffee, this is keeping me calm." Brock seemed to enjoy every sip he felt from the black coffee.

"My determination can be strong because there are you supporting me hehe" Danny said with a smile.

"Danny look!" Vincent was looking over from the multipurpose screen that was in the cell they were in.

"You're already listed and you're at 980, which is a pretty good thing for you, you've replaced me, hehe." Vincent smiled when he saw this result.

"Yes, I think it's a good thing, uh why don't you guys take part in this competition?"

Brock sat down on the side of the cell, picked up a newspaper that was there to read, "I'm not interested in Danny anymore."

"Is that so? What about you Vincent?"

"It seems like I really need a break from the competition, I've been competing too much, haha ...."

Danny held onto the door of his cell, thinking about what Patricia was doing right now, and so did Arthur.