Stevens shook. Of course, he knew that cold voice.

As expected, Lee Gun had jumped on top of the stage. Grinning, he looked down on the Leo Saint, leaving him dumbfounded.

In the first round, Lee Gun had faced five champions.

‘All of them were champions from each region.’

The Leo Saint had arenas in each state around the US. These champions had won consecutive tournaments and defended their titles in those arenas. 

The five champions had been quickly brought in, and they all had won over ten consecutive tournaments. They were experts on what they did. Of course, all of them were general rank!

‘At the very least, I thought they could tire out Lee Gun!’

No one cared if Stevens was surprised or not. The stadium was abuzz.

“Did… did you see that?”

“Didn’t all the champions attack Lee Gun at the same time?”

“My god!”

They had seen it with their own eyes, but they were still having a hard time believing it.

The ones who had taken the stage against Lee Gun were always betting favorites. People usually bet a lot of money on them. Many fell to their knees and shed tears of blood in front of these champions. 

Some fighters had become cripples, and they had to be carried out. They were experts at fighting these arena matches, yet all of them had lost at once!

The commentators shouted as spittle flew from their mouths.

[Did you just see what I saw!!]

Normally, the commentators didn’t even blink an eye while commentating. They were so excited now, however, that they were screaming...