"Viper..."
"That's one sly old fox!"
Whispers of intrigue momentarily rose among the audience, only to be buried beneath even more boisterous voices.
"Viper is just looking for some fun, but the True God is all about the White Ghost."
"The White Ghost is truly fierce, Viper is nothing in comparison."
"With fists faster than a tornado, Viper would be on the ground in no time."
...
"I'm betting on Viper, 500!"
"All in on Viper! 97!"
"You need to bet at least 100 to place a wager."
"Bro, lend me 3 coins..."
This was a unique opponent, whose fights at first glance appeared to be the most ordinary and dull, but it was only at the most critical, perilous moments that the deadly intent hidden within that split second would be revealed.
The way of the assassin is to court death in order to live.
Seizing the opportunity for a daring move meant either crippling the opponent or falling heavily wounded oneself.