Chapter 885: Why Should I Be Afraid of Someone I Already Beat?

Achir frowned and looked at Wang Yun with undisguised contempt.

For a giant like Achir, Wang Yun’s standard height of 5 feet 11 inches, lean and well-built, 143 lbs frame naturally made him look rather scrawny.

But this guy looked like he was actually laughing at him.

Achir stared at Wang Yun in disbelief.

“Hey, shorty, what are you laughing at?”

Wang Yun deliberately put on a surprised expression and looked around, then turned to Achir and dramatically pointed at his own nose.

“Big guy, are you talking to me?”

Achir found it a little unbelievable. This tiny man, who looked so frail in his eyes, actually dared to provoke him.

He became a little interested in Wang Yun.

Achir suddenly laughed as he looked at Wang Yun.

“Do you know who I am?”

Wang Yun nodded and said with a look of disdain, “Yeah. The six-time champion.”

Achir’s smile widened.

“Then you’re not afraid of me?”

Wang Yun smiled too.

“Why should I be afraid of someone I already beat?”

Achir thought this young man had to be crazy.

“Someone who lost to you? Are you talking about me?”

Wang Yun nodded seriously.

Everyone nearby stared at the two of them in shock.

Colin and Baren looked at Wang Yun, calm and composed before them, with faces full of shock and admiration.

Walter, on the other hand, looked rather displeased. You could say Achir was his cash cow. So he especially indulged him. It was almost as if whatever Achir said, Walter would do. But even so, Achir had never really given Walter a pleasant look.

And now, Achir was actually smiling with interest at a stranger who was provoking him.

How could Walter not be angry?

At this moment, the viewers in Wang Yun’s livestream also began discussing it in disbelief.

“Damn, my big bro is way too cool!!”

“Hahaha, look at that fat guy’s expression. Doesn’t he look constipated?”

“Haha, I was just wondering why his face looked so twisted, then I saw the comment above. Constipated? Hahaha!”

“Help, you guys are too funny hahaha… my stomach hurts from laughing!”

“That said, that guy is seriously huge!”

“Look at big bro’s face full of contempt, it’s hilarious. The guy across from him looks big enough to swallow him whole!”

“Doesn’t matter how big he is. Since big bro dared say ‘someone I already beat,’ I believe he’ll knock that guy flat!”

“Exactly. Big bro has spoken. Though honestly, this scene is really hilarious.”

Wang Yun’s fans were having a great time chatting in the livestream.

The director backstage, however, was far less optimistic.

Looking at Wang Yun’s confident expression, he muttered helplessly to himself, “This brat is always messing around!”

***

Meanwhile, Wang Yun was still standing at the entrance, locked in a standoff with the other side.

Originally, Walter had come over to give Baren a hard time. Who would have thought that some nobody would end up making him uncomfortable instead? And judging by Achir’s expression, he even seemed pretty interested in this skinny monkey of a man.

Walter immediately put on a stern face.

“Achir, tonight in the match, you’d better pound that sickly cat flat for me!”

After saying that, he looked smugly at Baren, then at Colin beside him.

When Walter made the bet with Baren, the other party had said that Colin would be the one entering the match this time.

But once, in order to avoid the show’s inspection, Colin had claimed to be sick and skipped a match. Walter had found out about it, and ever since then, whenever he saw Colin, he would definitely mock him a few times.

Always calling him “sickly cat”.

Of course, he was angry.

But, he knew his own level very well. No matter how angry he was, he had no choice but to admit that he was no match for Achir.

That was why he thought of Wang Yun, this savior.

And thus, everything that followed came to happen.

Before Colin could speak, Wang Yun stepped forward directly. He looked at Achir, his expression solemn, and said word by word, “Your opponent tonight is me.”

After saying that, he stared straight at Achir, wanting to see how he would react.

A trace of surprise flashed across Achir’s face, then it turned into understanding. 

After all, from the moment they had come over, it had always been this lean man speaking to them. And although this man was thin, when facing him, he did not show even the slightest bit of nervousness or fear.

This made Achir feel somewhat puzzled.

Ever since he had won six consecutive matches, the other fighters, the moment they heard they were going up against him—not to mention fleeing on the spot—would at the very least show fear and tension on their faces.

Only this man was different.

Achir found him very interesting.

“You are very impressive.”

Achir looked at Wang Yun and offered a word of praise.

No matter how the other man performed in the ring, at least here, he was an outstanding person.

Hearing Achir’s praise, Wang Yun raised his eyebrows in surprise, then politely thanked him.

“Thank you. You’re excellent too.”