Chapitre 100: Crushing Victory #100
"Well, this got boring quicker than expected..." I remarked, sighing as I watched two gang enforcers with some martial arts knowledge beating the shit out of each other.
"Yeah... the first fight was ridiculous, but at least it was entertaining," Benjamin said, frowning as he shook his head and retrieved his phone to pass the time, having already finished a table-worth of delicacies.
We've spectated three fights already, and it was just some high-leveled mobsters from different gangs fighting each other in laughable displays of martial arts.
"Oh... it's finally over. Hopefully, the next one would be a bit more interesting..." Benjamin added, raising his head from the phone as Maxie Zeus' enforcer knocked out his opponent from the cartel.
The announcer approached to check the knocked contestant's condition and declared the result of the fight after making sure he was out cold, then began announcing the next fight contestants.
"On the right side, we have a man who'd terrorized the good citizens of Gotham for years..." The announcer stated, spreading his arms apart, theatrical as ever.
"He was the right-hand man of the city's most infamous crime lords before the latter bit off more than he could chew..." he cryptically added, trying to rile up the spectators.
I'd say it worked, too, since I could see many people in the VIP spectators' area gripping the edges of their seats in anticipation, murmuring as they tried to guess the contestant's identity.
"Welcome one of the most violent criminals to walk the grimy roads of Gotham, Tattoo!" The announcer concluded while gesturing to the entrance, prompting a bald, middle-aged man covered in tattoos to enter the arena.
The man was tall, wearing a tank top that empathized his muscular body. He had a fierce visage that would put any baby to sleep, made all the more menacing thanks to the tribal tattoos across his face.
Tattoo said nothing and merely walked to the center of the stage while keeping an eye on the left entrance, uncaring for the spectators' cheers as he strode forward.
"And to the right, we have an established underground fighting legend. She fought in and won many tournaments," the announcer exclaimed as he began introducing the other fighter.
"Said to be a half alien from an extinct extraterrestrial race in space, gifted with incredible natural strength..." he added as he turned to the right side of the ring.
"Bring those hands together for Crush!" The announcer concluded as a pale woman with black mascara, lipstick, and spikey long black hair walked into the stage with a leisurely grin splitting her face.
She wore a green shirt and pinks pants, a black leather jacket, boots, and a spikey bracelet on her wrists.
"Well, this will be over quickly..." I remarked, shaking my head and chuckling as I noticed Tattoo's expression turn sour as he realized who he'd have to fight.
I couldn't blame the guy. I wouldn't want to fight her either, and luckily I won't have to due to lady Shiva's meddling, not that I'd ever thanked her for it since I was in this situation because of her.
"You both know the rules, so get in position and ready to fight!" The announcer said, snapping me back into focus as I stopped thinking and resumed spectating.
Crush nodded at the announcer's words and started walking without saying anything while Tattoo stood rooted, staring at her, only to sigh and do the same.
Gotham's thugs sure are something. I expected Tattoo to call it quits and leave as soon as he saw his opponent, which he might still do once the fight officially began. I guess I'll have to wait and see.
"Now then, are the contestants ready to fight?" The announcer asked, alternating his gaze between Crush and Tattoo, to which they both nodded, the latter doing so somewhat reluctantly at that.
"Then let the fight begin!" The announcer concluded, and the loud clang that indicated the official beginning of the fight reverberated through the arena, much to the spectator's glee as they cheered in anticipation.
Surprisingly enough, Tattoo still didn't forfeit and raised his arms in front of his chest in a boxing stance, keeping a watchful eye on Crush as he slowly approached her while the latter did the same.
The two fighters met at the center of the arena. Tattoo's body was tense, and he seemed on guard, prepared to strike at any second, while Crush merely looked bored with her relaxed posture and her hands lazily dangling to her sides.
Tattoo was the first to strike as he stepped forward and delivered a powerful straight punch to Crush's chin. It was strong enough to make a loud thudding noise that echoed in the ring.
Alas, it did nothing, and it seemed to have hurt Tattoo more than it harmed the alien girl as he winced and withdrew his hand, taking a step back.
Tattoo was ready to attack again, despite being in pain, but he didn't get the chance this time as Crush's hand snaked its way into his neck faster than the regular human's eye could see.
Crush had the same bored look on her face as she raised Tattoo off the ground, causing him to desperately clutch at her hands while making choking noises due to the lack of oxygen circulation.
"Go to sleep," Crush briefly remarked before lowering her posture and slamming Tattoo headfirst into the ground, immediately knocking him out cold and ending the fight.
Crush then turned around and walked back into the left entrance without even waiting for the announcer to check Tattoo's condition and declare her victory.
The announcer seemingly didn't dare object to her behavior and was content to watch her leave before approaching Tattoo and declaring the alien girl's victory after seeing the former was unconscious.
"Anticlimactic, but kind of expected..." I remarked as I watched several henchmen hurry into the ring to carry away the unconscious Tattoo on a stretcher.
"You can say that again..." Benjamin said as he buried his head back into his, clearly having no intention of spectating the fights anymore, which proved to be the wise thing to do.
I ended up watching three more fights that were just as boring until one of The Penguin's henchmen stepped into the room and made his way toward me.
"You will be up next, sir. Please follow me to your designated waiting room," the henchman said, and I nodded as I got up while the announcer was introducing the fighters.
"Put on a show, kid. I'm dying of boredom here," Benjamin said as he gave me a brief glance before focusing on his phone game, furiously tapping the screen as he played.
"I'm not making any promises," I replied with a shrug as I turned to Richard, who merely nodded at me and smiled, to which I returned the gesture before following the henchman.
It was a brief walk back to my waiting room, and the fight was already halfway through when I got there. I could see the two fighters already heavily bloodied and bruised while kicking and punching at each other.
The fight ended several minutes later, and the same henchman that brought me here came knocking. I opened the door, and he asked me to follow as my fight would soon begin while the defeated contestant was taken away to get medical attention.
"Let's get going then," I said, nodding after I listened to the henchman's words, and he quickly started walking with me following behind him as we made several turns before reaching the arena's entrance.
I leaned on the wall as I watched the henchman leave, waiting for the announcer to call me into the ring. Part of me wanted to walk in there to get it over with, but I was genuinely curious about what the guy had to say about me.
"On the right side, we have an emerging star vigilante in the city of Gotham, who left not but traumatized criminals in his wake," the announcer declared after the henchmen cleared the ring and left.
"A one-man army who took down Black Mask and hundreds of bounty hunters and assassins in one go..." The announcer added as he turned and gestured toward me.
"Give it up for the stuff of criminals' nightmares, the one and only Wraith," the announcer theatrically concluded, and I took the cheering as my cue to walk into the ring towards him.
He waited for me to stand beside him before nodding at me and turning to the left to introduce my opponent.
"On the left side, we have not one but two contestants..." the announcer exclaimed, causing me to frown, but he couldn't see it, so he went on.
"Usually confused as twins but are, in fact, cousins. They have gone on several crime sprees in our city and needed The Batman himself and his boy wonder to stop them personally," the announcer continued, grinning madly.
"Say hello to..."
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