ILSITM Chapter 78

“Welcome everyone to the 4th World Warrior Championship! This is our first global live broadcast,” I heard the host’s voice coming from my rest area.

I searched my room for the source of the sound and found it was coming from near my pillow.

I removed the pillow and found a small radio beside it.

“Now entering the arena are Challenger No. 53 and Warrior No. 147. Who will be the victor, the challenger or the warrior? Let’s wait and see!” the host’s voice continued from the radio.

The host’s commentary was very descriptive.

I took off my backpack and lay down, listening intently.

“Warrior No. 147 starts with a straight punch, followed by a knee strike! Challenger No. 53 is down! The referee is counting down… ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! Challenger No. 53 is unable to get up! The referee declares Warrior No. 147 the winner of this match! Now, a commercial break. Please don’t go anywhere!” After the host finished commentating, the radio began playing advertisements.

“Challenger No. 54, please stand on the square pattern in the rest area, and prepare to enter the arena!” This time, the host’s voice came from the speakers outside the passage.

“This Warrior No. 147 is really amazing, defeating ten challengers in a row! Warrior No. 147 has earned a special rest privilege. Now, let’s welcome Warrior No. 148 and Challenger No. 63!” The host’s mouth didn’t stop for a moment.

“Hey” is Warrior No. 149, and I am Warrior No. 150. Maybe because it was still early for my turn, I lay in bed, gradually feeling sleepy.

“Warrior No. 150, please stand on the square pattern in the rest area, and prepare to enter the duel! Warrior No. 150, please stand on the square pattern in the rest area, and prepare to enter the duel!”

I suddenly woke up with a start and sat up in a hurry.

The square pattern the host mentioned was near the entrance of the rest area.

I took the sports armband and my phone out of my backpack, first strapping the armband to my arm, then turning on the phone’s video recording mode and placing it in the armband.

After I stood on the square pattern near the door, the square pattern began to slowly descend. It turned out this was a very well-hidden elevator.

In the blink of an eye, I went from the rest area to a closed small room below the rest area.

“Please welcome Warrior No. 150 to the arena!” The door of this enclosed space suddenly opened automatically, and I heard the host’s voice.

When I walked out of this small enclosed room, I felt the outside light was a bit dazzling. I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them again, the light wasn’t as harsh as before.

I scanned “outside.” Actually, this was still indoors, like an indoor stadium.

I stood on a circular stage, with lights overhead as bright as day.

Below the stage, dense crowds of people were seated.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we are now broadcasting live the 4th World Warrior Championship! Challenger No. 63 has successively defeated Warriors No. 148 and No. 149. Now entering the arena to duel is Warrior No. 150!” The host’s voice echoed through the stadium.

At this moment, I saw two other people standing on the stage.

One of them signaled for me to prepare for the duel, while the other glared at me like a tiger watching its prey.

I saw that he was at least two meters and twenty centimeters tall, half a meter taller than me. His shoulders were almost twice as wide as mine, his legs were thick and long, and his hands were incredibly large, with fists twice the size of mine.

“The duel between the warrior and the challenger has no weight class. Regardless of what fighting skills either side uses, as long as one side is knocked to the ground, and the downed side cannot get up within ten seconds, the other side is declared the winner,” the host continued.

As soon as the referee announced the start of the match, this challenger, relying on his height and size, threw a punch at me.

Facing this kind of large opponent, I wouldn’t directly confront him head-on. I had to avoid his strength.

I pretended to meet him head-on, but just as his fist was about to hit me, I suddenly crouched down and did a left-side fall.

This big guy didn’t react immediately, and stumbled straight towards the ropes of the stage. Then, he was bounced back by the ropes and landed on his butt.

The audience below the stage let out mocking laughter when they saw this scene.

I quickly stood up from the ground.

The big guy angrily got up and swung his fists at me again.

I still went to meet him head-on.

This time, the big guy learned his lesson, only feinted a punch, and then suddenly kicked out his right leg at me.

Seeing the big guy’s thick and long leg about to kick me, I leaned back and grabbed his foot firmly with both hands.

The big guy didn’t expect that I would actually grab his foot.

After I grabbed one of his feet, I fell straight backward. He lost his balance for a moment, and his body followed forward.

Just as the big guy was about to fall on top of me, I quickly let go of his foot and fell to the side.

The big guy’s legs were stretched forward and backward, splitting into a one-line shape. I had given him a perfect split, and he howled in pain.

The referee gave the big guy a moment to catch his breath. After the big guy stood up this time, he just glared at me, but did not rashly attack me.

I felt the time was ripe, so I threw a punch at the big guy.

When I was only two meters away from the big guy, I suddenly lowered my body and rolled forward.

The big guy punched at me when he was only two meters away, but he didn’t expect that I would suddenly lower my body. As a result, he missed and, because he used too much force, he lost his balance and rushed straight forward.

When I quickly rolled forward, I was like a “stumbling block.” One of the big guy’s legs was tripped by me, and he fell heavily.

This time, the referee gave the big guy another moment to catch his breath. The big guy struggled for a while before barely standing up.

In the first few rounds, I used the big guy’s clumsiness and my own physical flexibility to cleverly inflict heavy damage on the big guy.

As the saying goes, a fall into the pit, a gain in your wit.

The big guy had suffered three falls, and he was indeed much more sober and smarter.

This time, he opened his arms and approached me step by step.

The big guy’s posture was like a hawk catching a chick, and I seemed to have become his prey in a jar.

But I didn’t buy it at all. I bent down and decisively rushed towards him.

The big guy saw me rushing over, grinned, and also came to meet me.

Little did he know that when I was less than two meters away from him, I suddenly stretched my left foot forward, leaned my body backward, and slid towards his crotch.

The big guy really didn’t expect that I would suddenly change my move, but his body had already lunged out and couldn’t stop.

When I slid to his crotch, I took the opportunity to kick his groin with my right foot. He shouted and ran a few steps before falling out of the ring.

In the end, the referee judged the challenger’s challenge a failure.

After that, I easily defeated nine more challengers and earned a rest privilege.

I returned to the rest area the way I came.

I looked towards the opposite rest area. “Hey” wasn’t inside. I didn’t know where he had gone. I was a little worried about this warrior who had shared weal and woe with me.

“Now entering the arena are Warrior No. 147 and Challenger No. 73,” the host’s voice came from the radio on the bedside again.

Download Chapter as TXT