INFINITE MONEY - I Will Buy Everything

After Pan Huiling, many others were called and most of them had one thing similar to them.

Most of them were from a sect. It would be either the fire burning emblem or the cloudy night light but most of the guys would be from some kind of sect.

William looked and saw that over 85% of the tournament fighters are from sects or houses and the other 15% were commoners or from some minor families that didn't matter.

He also saw that almost all of them were not that strong… even the strong weren't that strong and that got him to think… how bad was the king of this kingdom that the participants were so weak or why did only the weak participate?

"What's the reward of this tournament?" William turned to Naomi.

"It's 50 Million for the first place and a meet with the royal family." Naomi said as she looked on the field where all of the warriors were gathered and were showing off to the crowd.

"Then 10 Million for the second place and 1 Million for the third and last place."

"Hmm…" William thought hearing her.

"What's wrong boss?" Delmar asked.

"Is it just me or… do they all look kinda weak?"

"Weak!" Naomi asked bewildered, "What do you mean weak? All of them seem quite strong to me."

"Yeah that's only because you haven't seen people like we have." Delmar instructed, "What you see in front of you may be strong to you, but for us it's just a group of rag tagged people who only know how to pose for the crowd."

It seemed his words made Naomi angry as she said, "Well then, if that's what you really think then, why don't you go there and show it, big guy."

Hearing her, both William and Delmar laughed a bit which made her angrier as she didn't expect William to join him too.

"Why are you laughing with him!"

"Yeah… it's not like that." William said, "If Delmar really were to go down there, I can bet a billion dollars that he could take all of them in a single match and still win."

Naomi looked shocked, not because of his words which she doubted but of his eyes, which had the utmost conviction. The same eyes that looked down on the group of participants like they were only worth a set of chicken wings to him.

Then she looked towards Delmar who seems was not offended by her words and gave his attention to the young women few seats away from him. So without anything or anyone to believe her, Naomi too looked at the stage as her interest dawdled slightly.

It didn't take long before the first fight of the day started.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, now that I have introduced all of the great fighters to you, It's time."

"It's time to call for the start of the tournameeent!" The announcer said with a loud voice as firecrackers lit up the sky.

"Now for the first contestant we have Joel."

A guy walked inside from one of the two gates of the stage and stood on the middle of the platform as all eyes gazed upon him. William looked and saw a scrawny guy who wasn't taller than 5.1 and had a curved knife on his belt.

The guy didn't shy away from the stage as he smiled and did a few tricks that only energized the already hyped crowd.

"You said there wasn't going to be any serious injuries."

"Yeah." Delmar nodded.

"Then why are they allowed to use sharp weapons?"

"Well… I don't really know." Delmar said, "I never watched such bland tournaments."

Naomi sighed hearing him and stepped in, "They use sharp weapons as a means of entertainment but that has its limits too. If the fight were to progress to someone being heavily damaged, then it will be called off or the fighter would stop before he could kill the other guy and that would automatically be the loss of the other guy."

"At least it's not going to be all bland." William mused as Delmar nodded and said, "Yeah… but I don't think it's one of this matches."

William understood him as he watched the second fighter walk on the stage as the announcer spoke.

"For our second fighter, it's the mighty MUSA!"

The crowd cheered as they looked at the almost 9-foot-tall giant stand in front of Joel as he lifted his large wooden hammer and looked at the puny guy in front of him with anger.

Joel shrinked back as he asked the announcer, "Hey! Isn't he a bit too over classed for me?"

"Yeah and?"

"Well… I thought you guys would give someone like me a fair chance to fight."

"I'm sorry but all the fights are randomized and I don't know who will fight who until I need to." The announcer said with a shrug.

"Well then!" He turned his attention to the crowd, "Let the battle… BEGIN!" He said and ran off the stage as both the participants looked at each other.

Joel smiled nervously as he asked, "You wouldn't hit a small person with your full strength would you?"

The only thing he got was a dismissive breath and he sighed, "Figures" Then he said with conviction, "But I didn't come here to get bullied so easily into defeat. I will get that 50 Million prize money."

"And I will show both those whores that I am not a loser."

He said and took a few steps back before going on a full sprint towards the large one.

"What a surprise! The small one is the first to move towards his opponent." The announcer said, "But will it have any effect?"

The announcer's words didn't matter to Joel as he took off his knife and went close to Musa for a strike to the leg. But before he could do that, Musa struck him with his hammer as he flew off a few meters before landing on the ground with a loud thud.

"And down he goes, quite stupid of him to go full frontal with someone as strong as Musa, now will he get up or be eliminated in such an embarrassing way." The announcer said but his words didn't get to Joel.

"He's not getting up, is he." William said.

The time went by but Joel didn't move at all as the announcer started to sweat.

"Well get up Joel, do you really want to finish your life in such a way."

"Think about your wife who had left you for that truck driver."

"Think about your adult daughter who also went along with her."

"Don't you want to show them that you are not the complete loser as they thought you were."

"Joel…?"

The announcer said but his words didn't reach Joel's ears. The announcer frowned before calling for a medical examiner who looked at Joel's and gave the neck cutting expression to him that surprised him.

"W- Well, it seems that Mr. Joel is no longer with us." The announcer said and everybody became shocked, even Musa.

"So by the rules of this tournament, Musa is disqualified and this match is a dud."

Delmar smiled hearing the announcer, "The first match ended with someone already dying… it seems the future is not so dull after all."

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