Bab 345: A Rival's Duel

'WHAT!?!?' Moby's eyes shot up wide, breaking right through his poker face. He refused to believe his own ears. 

'It must be a complete coincidence… Yeah… It must be someone else who chose the nickname of 'Fox,' it's a pretty common nickname! There's no way Regrit would throw away all the money I gained just for a chance to...— Fuck…' Moby inwardly cursed and came to a realization that he should have assumed a long time ago. 

And, his realization was later proved right as the left-hand gates opened and showed the very same man wearing the fox mask he gave him before they entered into this event, the crowd cheering louder for him than any other opponent he had faced prior. 

"Ha! I knew you would make it to the final round Joker! There was no doubt in my mind! Now, I finally have a chance to put you in your place!" Regrit's smile was clear as he pointed his fists toward's the still stunned Moby.