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Since it is a fighting arena with no restrictions on weapons, he naturally has to apply the rules to the extreme - this is the professional quality that a senior boxer should have.

There was a row of sharp iron thorns hidden in his gloves.

Like fingering a tiger.

But it is far more cruel than pointing a tiger.

"Do you know how I got the title of 'Skull Crusher'... I will let you taste the pain of those losers..."

Awase took a deep breath, and that huge body brought an extreme sense of oppression.

He's going to get serious - use weapons and crush people's heads.

"This is probably what I said to you." Seti chuckled, and his body jumped slightly - exactly the same as the boxing pace used by the opponent before.

"Parody...go to hell!"

Avasai roared and swung his right fist, both in speed and power, much stronger than before.

Seti didn't dare to be careless and immediately raised his hand to block.

But he still underestimated the power of the "finger tigers".

Snapped--!In just an instant, the sharp iron thorns penetrated the cloth and skin, and pierced into the muscles.

Seti couldn't help but frown at the severe pain, and the feeling of weakness in his arms made him even more frightened.

Abasse didn't give him any chance to breathe, and launched another series of heavy punches.

Puff puff--!The sound of spikes piercing flesh became more intense, and the arena was soon spattered with blood.

Not surprisingly, Seti was forced to the corner of the ring again.

The audience burst into cheers again - the Awase they bought is going to win!They are going to make money!

"Weren't you very arrogant just now!" Awase's face became distorted, and his laughter looked very sick. "Come again! Come again, boy!!"

"I know you! Noxian-vastaya bastard!"

"You damn bastard! You should have run away with your coward father!"

"Go to hell! Go to die!!"

……

Seti protected his vitals with his arms and fists without saying a word, and his body soon became "ridden with holes."

But there was no despair in his eyes.

Some are just excited and angry.

The pain was numbing, and the blood inspired the wildness in his bones.

He's had enough... of being called a bastard.

Does he have to endure that kind of abuse and discrimination just because his biological father is Noxian and his mother is Vastayan?

Could it be that just because his biological father left them, he would suffer the malice of this world?

Could it be that he was not the original victim?

"have you had enough!!"

Sett swung his right fist.

The rag strips wrapped around the fist peak had broken, revealing the iron fist that shone with a golden light.

Awase saw the fist swung, and even predicted the trajectory of the fist, but...

He can't move.

He felt an extremely terrifying pressure.

He wanted to run away, he wanted to hide, he wanted to block with his fists...but his body no longer obeyed.

He could only watch the iron fist getting closer and closer.

Until it hit him right on the bridge of the nose.

Boom-! !

boom--!

The huge body flew backwards quickly as if it had been hit by a cannon, and did not stop until it hit the floor under the ring.

The floor beneath him also shattered on the spot.

His skull was completely deformed, blood mixed with some kind of tissue fluid gushed out, his limbs were stiff and trembling uncontrollably, and he looked like half of his life was gone.

The originally noisy and chaotic fighting arena suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Only Chen Ce showed an expected smile.

"Remember them all! My name is Seti!!"

On the ring, Sett, the final winner, was frantically venting the anger and joy in his heart:

"I am not as cowardly as my father! I am born strong!!"

"Whoever dares to call me a bastard again, I will let him leave his life in the ring!!"

"I am - Seti!!"

After saying that, he walked straight down the ring, and then roughly snatched tonight's final prize from the trembling bunny girl's hands - a pair of brilliant Imero stones. He then raised them above his head and swore that he belonged to them with a roar. The glory of the victor.

Seeing this shocking scene, Chen Ce, who had planned to directly challenge tonight's champion and intercepted the Imeros Stone halfway, changed his mind.

It's not that he doesn't dare, it's not that he thinks he can't beat Seti - with the skills he has now, let alone Sett at this time, even Sett will become the "Underground Emperor of Ionia" at his peak in the future. Nor is he his match.

He just...had other plans.

It was not easy for Seti to reach this point from a half-vastaya who was reviled, ridiculed, and insulted. It would be a little too naive to go on stage now to defeat him and take away the glory he had finally won.

He also pointed out that he would use tonight's bonus to honor his poor mother - he was a well-known filial son throughout Ionia.

In short, if you want to get the Imero Stone, there are other ways.

It can even be said to be a better way.

That is……

"Start" with his mother.

Chapter 45 The eternally youthful wife

The scenery of Ionia is pleasant at night, and the strange and shimmering plants light up the way home.

Seti wrapped the wound on his arm with an old rag strip, and wrapped the prize and bounty he won tonight in the blue cloth bag he brought with him when he went out.

The gold coins in the bag clanged and smelled like coins, but all he could think about was his dear mother.

That kind, gentle, beautiful, yet pitiful Vastaya woman.

She fell in love with a Noxian, a gladiator in the fighting ring... and she gave birth to a boy with him, a "half-orc" boy.

The people of Ionia couldn't accept this forbidden union and kicked her out of their tribe... but she was still happy.

Because she has a beloved husband and a lovely child.

Unfortunately, this happiness did not last long.

That Noxian, that gladiator in the fighting arena... Seti's biological father, left without saying goodbye one peaceful morning.

He never came back, and the wife and children he left behind were unable to resist the malice from everyone... They expelled the poor mother and son over and over again, and vented their malice wantonly.

Rumors, abuse, ridicule, slander and trouble...trouble is constant.

Yes, since the Noxian gladiator left, those who couldn't help but chew their tongues when they saw Seti felt that the opportunity to speak out had finally come.

The young Seti was confused, not knowing where his father had gone or why he was suddenly in trouble wherever he went.

As Seti grew up, he gradually understood everything.

He grew up quickly and learned to turn a blind eye to people's provocations and insults.Soon after, he began to use his fists to teach people to shut up.

He also understood his father's departure.

That is an irresponsible coward, a loser who only knows how to evade responsibility, and a... pure bitch.

Later, he was exposed to the underground fighting ring - the same place where his father once stayed.

He discovered that he was meant to be there.

In just a few fights, he gained money that would have taken at least half a year to earn in the past - even though he had sworn to his mother that he would never step into the underground fighting ring where his father had been.

In any case, he never wanted to live the life of letting others bully him again.

No matter what, he would never leave the underground fighting ring.

Nor would he tell his mother.

Benedict.

Seti stopped in front of the dilapidated bungalow, took out the same dilapidated key and opened the dilapidated door.

The candles were still burning in the room, and the gentle and kind Vastaya woman had not yet fallen asleep.

"Seti, where have you been?" Mother's tone was a little cold.

Well, regardless of the tone, Seti knew he was in trouble when he heard his mother call him by his full name - trouble that was harder to solve than a gladiator in an underground fighting ring.

Mom's nagging is much scarier than Avasay's jab.

"I went to work." Seti replied, "I have a lot of work today, so..."

"So you were busy until midnight?" The woman shook her head and sighed softly.

"Seti, I don't want to disbelieve you... Likewise, I also want you to be honest with me."

"What I said is true." Seti's tone was still firm, but his eyes began to dodge a little and his head lowered.

"If what you say is true, then I believe you."

"Um...thank you, mom."

"Get some rest early."

"Wait..." Seti grabbed his mother who was about to leave and shook out a lot of gold coins from the bag - one-third of the prize he won tonight.

It wasn't that he was selfish and wanted to keep most of the gold coins, but that he didn't dare to take out too much money at once - that would make it harder for him to explain what he went out to do.

"Oh my God, so much money!" Even though Seti was already very conservative, his mother was still surprised by these shiny coins.

"Seti, where did you get all this money? You can't make so much money as a carpenter!"

The woman frowned and her tone became colder.

But in the coldness, there is more sadness.

She was afraid... She was afraid that her only son would do something dangerous... It might be something illegal or criminal, or it might be a dirty job that cost his life...

"Listen, Seti. Mom doesn't need so much money. Mom just wants you to be safe! If the money comes from unknown sources, then I hope you return it; if the money is earned by your own ability, I I hope you never do this again!"

"These are really... carpentry... I took on a big job today..." Seeing that his mother was really angry, the lie that Seti had made up before instantly got stuck in his throat, and his words became hesitant. of.

His mother's gaze made him sit on pins and needles.He faltered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Fortunately, at this "critical moment", a gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"I'll open the door!" Seti immediately walked to the door as if grasping a life-saving straw. "Mom, you should rest first! If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow!"

"If you don't make it clear to me tonight, I won't sleep." Unfortunately, the latter's attitude is still tough.

Sett felt a headache, and at the same time opened the door cautiously - he was a little worried that someone from the underground fighting ring was chasing him here.Maybe it's for money, or maybe it's to avenge the stupid guy who was deprived of his title tonight.

Seti's right fist was secretly clenched, ready to throw a powerful punch at any time.

Creaking - the old wooden door dragged a long mark on the ground and made a harsh and unpleasant sound.

Then Seti saw two people.

A human man with empty hands and a vastaya woman with a fruit basket.

Before he could react, the man laughed and gave him a warm hug.