?Chapter 686:

    He had waited years for this—ever since his humiliating defeat at the hands of the elusive Boxing Queen. Her victory had driven him into seclusion, where he’d trained relentlessly, obsessed with bing stronger, faster, unbeatable. The world believed the Boxing Queen had been assassinated—killed in silence by shadowy hands. But the truth? She had vanished without a trace. While others mourned or spected, he had quietly resigned himself to the idea that he’d never get a rematch.

    At that moment, the Super Champion’s face lit up with pure, savage joy. His eyes burned with excitement as he stared at Christina, who was definitely the mysterious Boxing Queen. After years of brutal, bone-crushing training, he finally had the opportunity for a real fight with the woman who had haunted his every waking moment.

    The crowd watched Christina’splete silence and immediately jumped to conclusions. They were convinced that she was finally scared, faced with the most dangerous fighter in the underground scene.

    “Why isn’t she talking? Is she finally scared out of her mind?”

    “Of course she’s terrified. That’s the Super Champion. He’s a monster who’s famous for how brutal he gets in these underground fights. He’s literally killed people with his bare hands.”

    “Those poor bastards all signed death waivers before they fought him. If she’s smart enough not to sign one of those contracts, she might actually walk out of here alive.”

    “She’s already proven herself tonight. There’s absolutely no shame in backing down from a psycho like the Super Champion.”

    “The Boxing Queen was a legend. She actually challenged the Super Champion and beat him, but she made the mistake of refusing to y politics with the wrong people. That’s what got her killed.”

    The crowd’s nervous chatter reached Eloise’s ears, and her face immediately creased with deep concern. Her heart started racing with anxiety as she realized just how dangerous this situation had be. She grabbed Elliott’s arm. “Oh God, what do we do? Should we try to stop this?”

    “Don’t worry,” Elliott whispered back, trying to sound more confident than he felt. “I think Christina knows exactly what she’s doing. If she didn’t think she could handle this psycho, she never would have agreed to fight him. She’s too smart to walk into a death trap.”

    Meanwhile, Thea’s face twisted into a nasty, satisfied smirk. She called out with dripping sarcasm, “That’s the Super Champion, honey. If you’re too chicken to fight him, just run away now! Don’t embarrass yourself in front of everyone.”

    L??€$? ￠??t?€я? ?η ?@lи?νεl?.c?m

    The words had barely finished leaving her mouth when the Super Champion’s head snapped toward her like a predator spotting prey.

    “YOU.” The Super Champion scowled. He pointed one massive finger at her face, his words dripping with the promise of violence. “Shut your damned mouth!”

    Thea’s entire body started shaking uncontrobly, her legs turning to jelly beneath her. The Super Champion radiated such raw, savage menace that it felt like he could literally rip someone apart with his bare hands right there in front of everyone.

    Thea’s mouth snapped shut immediately, her face going white as a sheet. She couldn’t bring herself to look at the Super Champion’s face again. Instead, she turned her frightened rage toward Christina, ring at her with pure hatred like this was all somehow her fault.

    .

    .

    .