บท 256: Deathmatch.

Everyone in the room gulped, but they thought that the young man with a dirty face was simply an idiot who let go of his guard.

Their greed overcame their previous fear and shock.

Ichiro glanced at them sighed, 'Of course, it wouldn't be so easy...' He could just hide the Power Limit Remover on his Inventory, and no one would ever find it, but then questions will arise.

How was he able to hide it?

The VIPs and Rankless Ones would be more than willing to find out in a hard way.

Ichiro put the wooden box on the table and took a quick glance at the dark room.

He felt a sudden spike of killing intent from that room after he grabbed the wooden box.

'Someone is hiding... A mistake.'  A small smile appeared on Ichiro's face as he turned to look at every fighter.