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The Fatty looked at the hole blasted in his stomach, showing a face full of disbelief. Moments later, his body turned into a pile of fragments and reformed outside the arena.
In fact, his fat was his ability, capable of absorbing 50% of an attack. Even so, he was still instantly defeated. It wasn't until he stood outside the arena that Fatty realized how terrifying his opponent truly was.
Seeing Fatty, ranked over six thousand, defeated with one move, those who had pressed the challenge button felt bitter inside. Many ranked behind Fatty knew his strength and his special ability. If even Fatty was instantly defeated, they figured they'd only be there to give away points.
After defeating Fatty, Guding chose the next challenger, a burly man ranked over seven thousand. Among the challengers, this person was ranked just below Fatty.
When the burly man took the stage, he had a bitter smile on his face. He had challenged Fatty before and was completely overpowered with no chance to retaliate. Facing Guding, who defeated Fatty with one move, he knew he had no chance. He quietly cursed his own impulsiveness for clicking to join, thinking it was an easy opportunity. The opponent was not a pushover but a diamond, unyieldingly tough.
However, once you challenged, it was irrevocable unless the opponent refused. Upon stepping onto the stage, he realized Guding had accepted his challenge.
"Let's get this over with quickly!" the burly man steeled his heart. He figured there would be plenty of others like himself who acted impulsively, and his displeasure dissipated.
The burly man's thoughts occurred in just a moment. He didn't last long on the stage; as he rushed toward Guding, he was instantly defeated with a punch, the whole process taking less than five seconds.
"Hey, muscle man, getting instantly defeated feels great, right?" A teasing voice came from the side.
The burly man turned his head to see it was Fatty. "Fatty, you're no different. You crushed me brutally last time, and now you got your comeuppance."
"Who knew that kid, looking so young, could be so fierce, like he took a Power Pill." Fatty laughed, not seeming to care much that he lost the match. He had been around the arena for a long time, participated in over seven thousand battles, faced all kinds of opponents, and, combined with his cheerful personality, had long come to peace with it.
"I was impulsive too. In hindsight, I should have watched one of his match videos first." The burly man laughed bitterly. He followed the same strong offensive path as Guding, accustomed to crushing opponents with powerful attacks. This time, he was crushed in turn, and by a young kid, which was hard to accept.
Seeing the burly man's expression, Fatty seemed to know what he was thinking. "Don't think too much about it. That kid is a freak, able to use such terrifying body techniques; he must be a super-genius cultivated by the Federation Government. His future is at least on the level of Koude Brad."
"Really don't know what young people today are growing up on; each one is so fierce." The burly man couldn't help but sigh. "News just came through: Koude Brad encountered a Federation Government Brigadier General on the new route. The two fought all day, and the battle ended with the Brigadier General fleeing."
At this point, Guding in the arena had already consecutively defeated several opponents, advancing towards a twenty-win streak, when he heard Sea Emperor mention this news.
"Just now there was big news, Koude Brad encountered a Brigadier General on the new route. The two fought, ending with the Brigadier General fleeing. According to the video, the Brigadier General was nearly slain on the spot, using some special means to escape, while Koude Brad only suffered a slight injury. It seems his danger level should rise another rank, and his bounty amount will likely increase again soon."
Upon hearing this news, Guding became even more eager. He hadn't been put on the bounty order yet and was eager to see his bounty order spread worldwide like Koude Brad's.
Guding's opponents were transported onto the arena one by one, only to be instantly defeated one by one by Guding.
The twenty-win streak was quickly and easily achieved. Guding then seemingly unstoppable achieved thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy-win streaks...
At the eightieth match, no one was transported onto the arena.
When Fatty was defeated, over sixty people had clicked to challenge, unable to withdraw. However, those intending to challenge upon seeing Guding's arena match live stream, quickly pulled back their hands from the challenge button, feeling fortunate they hesitated.
"No one left?" Guding raised an eyebrow. "Guess I'll only get seventy-win streak points and have to come back next time."
Below one hundred victories, win-streak points were calculated every ten matches. The consecutive wins had to be ten, twenty, thirty, and so on, to earn the corresponding win-streak points. If Guding completed the eightieth match and won, he would earn eighty-match win-streak points, totaling 3,240 points. But now Guding only completed the seventy-ninth match, earning only seventy-match win-streak points plus nine points for victories from seventy-one to seventy-nine, a total of 2,494 points.
"Guding, log out. Your spaceship has encountered some issues," Sea Emperor's voice sounded somewhat ominous.
"Not a malfunction, I hope?" Guding felt a growing sense of unease from Sea Emperor's tone.
"It's not a malfunction; it's the aftershocks of an interstellar storm." Sea Emperor's tone became urgent. "I need to help you disconnect now, or else the ship's impacts and electromagnetic interference could damage your spiritual power."
As Sea Emperor spoke, he disconnected Guding from the arena.
Spectators in the arena witnessing Guding suddenly disappear from the eightieth match felt somewhat surprised. They expected Guding at least to finish the eightieth match to get the win-streak points, although there were no challengers presently. They didn't expect Guding to suddenly withdraw.
"What happened? Why did he suddenly disconnect?" In the backstage monitoring room, a tall man in a suit furrowed his brow.
"It's not a system malfunction. It seems he suddenly has something urgent that forced him to exit the arena," a technician checked the system, finding Guding had logged out on his own.
"That kid..." The man in the suit hadn't anticipated this occurrence either.
Meanwhile, in the real world, Guding was facing a serious challenge.
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