Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 147 Kneeling to Beg for Mercy

Chapter 147: Chapter 147 Kneeling to Beg for Mercy

"Of course, if he doesn’t kneel, just beat him until he does!"

The folks from Tiger Prestige Martial Arts immediately started shouting, and those rich second generation types all sneered coldly, looking disdainfully at the bespectacled boy.

Su Yang saw everything, but he didn’t speak. He just took a few more glances at the bespectacled boy.

This was a kid who did fairly well academically at school, somewhat stubborn, but also loyal.

Su Yang collected everyone’s bets before looking towards the ring and said with a faint smile, "Okay, we can start now. Where’s our referee?"

The referee stepped onto the ring, and Su Yang circled the ring as if inspecting it. In truth, as he passed by Brother Bing, he had already activated Devouring the Heavens and devoured all of Brother Bing’s strength.

Brother Bing himself had no idea. At the referee’s command, the two immediately charged towards each other.

Brother Bing had some training, while Wang Hao had none. It was clear who was superior as soon as the fight started. Brother Bing’s kick landed on Wang Hao’s chest.

"Yes!" The crowd below cheered enthusiastically, especially the rich kids whose eyes lit up. This match was as good as won.

But, the kick had no effect. Wang Hao didn’t feel any pain. Brother Bing had no strength left, his kick landing feebly, without causing any harm to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao seized the opportunity, pinned Brother Bing to the ground, and started to pound him senselessly.

The crowd below was dumbfounded. What was going on? Brother Bing was getting pummeled by Wang Hao?

Lin Shuang, who had been the loudest just moments before, was dumbstruck too. She had just borrowed hundreds of thousands, betting that Brother Bing wouldn’t kneel and beg for mercy. She had thought this was a sure win, yet Brother Bing was being defeated.

My God, hundreds of thousands—this huge sum— if she lost, Lin Shuang would be ruined. Now her only hope was that Brother Bing wouldn’t kneel and beg for mercy!

After a while of fighting, seeing that Brother Bing had no chance of turning the tables, the rich kids frantically said, "Hey, if you can’t beat him, just admit defeat, don’t be stubborn!"

Everyone snapped back to reality. Right, even if he admits defeat, as long as he doesn’t kneel and beg, they would still win. So, everyone immediately began shouting for Brother Bing to admit defeat.

But at this moment, Brother Bing was like a mute who had eaten bitter medicine—he had unspeakable suffering. After the fight started, not only did he have no strength left, but his throat felt like it was sealed shut—no sound could come out. His hands seemed to be bound and he couldn’t move at all. He couldn’t even slap the ground to admit defeat if he wanted to.

He wanted to admit defeat, but, he needed to be able to admit it!

Su Yang stood to the side, looking carelessly on. The moment the fight started, he had shot three incredibly thin silver needles that sealed Brother Bing’s throat and hands. This completely cut off Brother Bing’s ability to admit defeat.

This way, Brother Bing could neither win the fight nor admit defeat; he could only passively take the beating. After a while longer, Su Yang wasn’t worried that he wouldn’t kneel and beg for mercy!

"Admit defeat already! Admit it! Referee, blow the whistle, let him admit defeat!" The people at the ring’s edge were shouting loudly, almost wishing they could go up and help Brother Bing admit defeat themselves.

Unfortunately, from beginning to end, Brother Bing didn’t make a move, showing no intention of admitting defeat. He kept being stomped on the ground by Wang Hao, beaten until he was a bloody mess, no longer looking human.

As people nearly despaired, one of the rich kids suddenly roared, "Chen Bing, I borrowed a million in high-interest loans. I staked the money my dad gave me for goods, even my new car. If you dare kneel and beg for mercy, making me lose everything, I’ll kill your entire family!"

It was as if everyone was given a cue, as they all started to threaten Brother Bing. At this point, not admitting defeat was fine; you don’t have to kneel and beg, just don’t let us lose, and everything will be alright!

Brother Bing too clenched his teeth. He was prepared to grit it out to the end. He wasn’t going to die, and not kneeling meant maintaining his dignity while also letting everyone win money. He would return as a hero!

Su Yang, standing nearby, had long seen through Brother Bing’s thoughts and sent out another needle as thin as a strand of hair without outwardly showing any emotion.

This needle went in deeper and directly entered Brother Bing’s bloodstream, traveling along his veins.

In that instant, Brother Bing was like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, howling mournfully. Unable to speak, he could only roar from his throat, looking extremely pitiful. Even Wang Hao was startled and dared not continue hitting him for a moment.

"It’s fine, keep hitting," Su Yang said with a faint smile. "I’m a doctor, and he’s just having an episode. It’s minor; he won’t die. As long as he kneels and begs for mercy, the pain will stop. If he doesn’t kneel and beg, then you keep hitting!"

Wang Hao nodded and resumed assaulting him. But now, Brother Bing didn’t feel any of the blows; it was the needle in his blood that was truly lethal.

Brother Bing continued to howl in pain, unable to endure such suffering. He had heard Su Yang’s words loud and clear; if he knelt and begged for mercy, he wouldn’t have to suffer. But, could he really kneel and beg?

"Hold on, hold on!" the rich second-generation kids howled in the distance; the scene was utterly out of control.

"What the hell is going on here?" Huang Yang and the others upstairs were completely baffled.

"Big Brother, don’t beg for mercy; that’s the money I saved to buy a house!"

"Big Brother, that’s the car I bought for my marriage. Don’t beg for mercy. If we lose, my wedding is off!"

"Damn it, I should have known better than to bet, what is this mess?"

"How did this happen? Can’t he just admit defeat?"

The crowd was in an uproar, each one more regretful than the last. Had they known it would be like this, they would never have placed their bets.

The onlookers didn’t understand the pain Brother Bing was enduring; at this point, he wished he could just die. The agony of the needle roaming through his veins was unbearable for an ordinary person.

Brother Bing kept banging his head on the ground, hoping the pain in his head might lessen the pain within his body, but it was futile.

"Heh heh heh heh..." Brother Bing let out beast-like roars from his mouth, his eyes turning blood red.

Finally, Brother Bing couldn’t take it anymore. Struggling to his feet, he staggered and knelt, kowtowing to Wang Hao.

Everyone was stunned: Brother Bing, had he actually knelt and begged for mercy!?

Wang Hao was stunned, as were the disciples of the Destiny Martial Arts.

What was happening?

He could have simply admitted defeat, so why didn’t he just admit defeat instead of kneeling and begging for mercy?

My God, who has ever seen something like this?

Su Yang laughed and said leisurely, "It seems, everyone’s bets might have been wrong, huh? Hahaha, this role of the banker is truly a bit dull!"

Those who had bet heavily were nearly popping their eyeballs out. They couldn’t have imagined such a situation, they were going insane!

"I* f*ck* your ancestors!" the first rich second-generation kid exploded, roaring: "Chen Bing, you bastard, if you can’t win, can’t you just admit defeat? What the hell are you doing kneeling and begging for mercy? Why the fuck don’t you just go die?"