"f*ck! You b*st*rd!"
Logan stood up, unbothered about the mild disorientation and pain he felt from his opponent's strike. He fought back, but no matter how many punches and kicks he throws, Jared keeps blocking him.
Jared mimicked Logan's every stance and action, as if he were playing with him.
"What now? Does it hurt? This is the strength of someone who doesn't know how to fight. How does it feel?"
Teasing Logan and seeing his infuriated face, Jared grinned at the sight.
"Take him down! Stop playing with him!"
"F*ck it! Just take Logan down!"
"I will call you brother! Take him down now!"
'ohoho! Seems like the table has been turned'
"D*mn! What is happening? How could it be?!" The manager laughed as he saw the coach's enraged expression. It never fails to amuse him to see the opposing coach make an absurd grimace.
While the match went on, he approach the female employee and questioned about Jared. He had not met him before, let alone heard someone with skills superior to Logan who had experiences fighting in the arena.
"He's a new guy. He just got here today. That man is loaded in black card and he paid in full year premium membership" the female staff whispered.
He wore a surprised face hearing the woman's words.
'wow. I guess i gain another wealthy young master'
"F*ck!"
The coach's enraged tone and almost yelled voice went unnoticed by the spectators, which was focused on what was happening inside the ring. Their loud voices make it seem like they're watching an underground combat within the arena.
It took Jared nearly an hour to defeat Logan. The onlookers could tell he was only messing with his opponent by avoiding the most vital element of Logan's body. Of course, that was clear to the arrogant coach who walked in and challenged a battle.
After getting bored of playing, Jared clenched his fist tight before throwing a hard blow. Logan took a step back, but before he could react, he was blasted by an upper cut, causing him to slumped on the floor.
He was knocked out.
"Wooooh!"
"Yeah! That's what i'm talking about!"
The cheering echoed through the air. Matthew dashed towards Jared, who walked outside of the ring. He couldn't contain his enthusiasm as he saw Logan be powerless until the final strike. "Holy sh*t! You knocked him out for real! That's brutal!"
Instead of responding to Matthew, he walked over to the coach, looked straight into his eyes, and sneered, "Prepare the money by tomorrow. I hope you still keep your words, 10,000,000"
But before the coach could react, Jared turned to walk off, leaving the coach and its members furious and defeated. Rocky's members were unable to hide their scornful sneer at their enemy.
Feeling ashamed and lost, the group hurried fled, leaving the gym rumbling with cheers and murmuring. "Just you wait. I'll make sure to get back at you, you d*mn mongrels!" The coach muttered with anger and piercing glare.
Back at the gym, Jared and Matthew are chatting, and Matthew's face is filled with joy. "F*ck! Did you see his face? Hahaha! I love it! His infuriated face which is a very refreshing sight to see. He thought he would win, but heck no, he's dreaming!"
Jared shook his head while Matthew was laughing with obvious joy. It seems the fight was fun for him.
"Kid" The manager entered, causing Matthew to stop. They both glanced at the manager, who was getting near them. "I'm Lucius McLain. Congratulations, do you also fight in the arena? It seems like you used the fight against a stronger opponent, given what you did to Logan back there"
Jared shaking his head while changing his clothes. "Jared Hale. I don't have any experience in fighting in arenas. The last fight i had was behind the science building back in college, more like defending against bullies"
The two widened their eyes in disbelief.
"What?! Then what was that? You won against a professional opponent and yet you're saying you never had any experience in fighting?" Matthew said.
The manager also share the same thoughts. Just by watching his movements, they could tell that Jared has experience. The way he's playing Logan inside the ring, to them, that was definitely someone with experience.
"Are you saying it was your first time facing a professional fighter?"
He nodded at the two without looking at them. "yup"
The two exchanged glances, hearing the short but clear response.
'wow. That was definitely shocking...and amazing!'
'this kid has guts'
"But hey, you are amazing! Did you challenge him because of his nasty attitude? Is it your way of paying back the humiliation they did? You are righteous" Matthew said in amazement.
Jared shook his head. "Nope. I was only trying to make money" he answered truthfully.
"Well, either way, you won. That was a great fight, but it doesn't mean that it ends. Now that you humiliated him, problems are bound to arise. Counting a day or two, they will come knocking and look for you. That guy's ego is much higher than the tallest building in the City" Lucius stated.
"Yeah. And mind you, if they come looking for you next time? They will challenge you to a duel again, but in a real ring with spectators" Matthew said.
Wow. Guess winning will end up dragging into trouble the next day. He might as well think about the next move he will make..
"Oh, well. I'm looking forward to the next fight. Maybe i can raise the stakes higher" he jokingly said, but his words carried only truth
After changing, he and Matthew headed out of the gym when a phone call caused Matthew to part ways with Jared, which led him being alone who went to the motorcycle shop recommended by Matthew.
Interstellar Motorsports.
With the reputation of being one of the best dealers in Central Capital, is equivalent to HyperStellar in terms of presenting top-brand two-wheeler automobiles from across the world.
"Welcome to Interstellar Motorsports, we have all the quality-top-item you might want to ride. Beauty, speed and quality, Interstellar has all"
The prospects are crowded, exploring different kinds of motorbikes display around the space. Jared walked inside, turning heads left and right, looking at various styles of motor vehicles. Staff are all over the place, introducing different types of vehicles to customers. A guy suddenly approached Jared with a welcoming look on his face.
"Welcome to Interstellar Motorsports. We have different types of bikes you might want to see. Feel free to look around and let me know if you have anything you want to know"
It was pleasant for Jared to witness someone who had no hostile intent or attitude toward him, despite the fact that he was dressed normally.
How he wished it were always like this.
"Yeah. I want to see something sleek and beautiful with good quality material. I want to comfortably ride around the city with something that was too gorgeous, a head-turner perhaps"
The male staff quickly nodded and guided him towards the certain vehicle.
"This is our Ducatti SP. It features an all-carbon-fiber construction. This includes the wheels, swingarm, frame, and subframe. In fact, all of the bike's load-bearing structures are constructed from premium carbon-fiber, including the bi-plane wings..."
He nodded his head continuously while listening to the man.
With a motorcycle with sleek black colored all over the body, it was quite an eye-catching for him.
"It modeled the most advanced carbon fiber into futuristic aerodynamic-driven shapes..."
He's not particularly choosy when it comes to vehicles. He only wants simple things. Beauty, speed and quality materials used.
"...And since carbon-fiber weighs less than aluminum and steel..."
It seems like one of his dreams is about to come true yet again.
"...Ducatti SP is worth 3,100,000. With quality materials used, riding this baby will surely be a head-turner on the road"
Jared's smile grew wide and faced the man.
"I'll take it---" but his words were cut short by the sight of the vehicle behind the man. He could not take his attention from it. It has the color of Silver and Dark Grey, pulling you towards it.
"That..."
One look and you can see the temptation from its form. Like it's calling you, pleading to be ridden out in an open.
"That is our most expensive vehicle in our shop right now, the MBW H4 Race is worth 6,200,000---"
"I'll take it"
The man was startled. He couldn't imagine that a simple guy who walked and stayed for only a minute would decide to get their current treasured possession MBW.
"U-uhm...you wanted to buy our MBW?" the man asked questionable. If their most expensive vehicle is sold, the commission will be generous, so he needs to confirm to avoid heartbreak.
"Yes, and that one too. Can you process the papers for me? I really wanted them"
The man's lips stretch out, smiling from ear to ear. He's not daydreaming. With the two automobiles sold, the commission will be significant.
The man stammered as he felt overwhelmed. "Of---of course, sir. I---i will get the papers immediately, and maybe we could get the processing inside the office if possible"
A few staff members could not take their eyes off of Jared following their coworker. One thing was in their mind
'wow, he already got a customer. How nice'
The man knocked on the door then gently pushed it open, revealing a middle-aged man in a suit and reading glasses.
"Sir, i brought a customer who wanted the MBW H4 Race and Ducatti SP"
The middle-aged man raised his head in delight. He swiftly rose up and approached Jared. He smiled as he stretched his hand to shake.
"Martin Alexander, sir"
It seems like their newly display vehicle already found its owner.