[BL] Seducing Male Leads To Survive As A Villain In A Novel-Chapter 333: Take down

Just like that, Eden had won the round, leaving everyone speechless.

For a while, no one cheered. They stood there, staring in utter shock. Only Helen and Marcus cheered from where they stood. And soon, many other people joined, cheering loudly.

"At this point, I think he’s winning," someone said.

"I know, right? So the great Evans is going to be dethroned at his own game?"

"I can’t believe my eyes. I’m going to lose money!"

"This is terrible! We have to do something."

Some discussed the rules, wondering if Eden had defaulted in any way. But the rule never spoke against leaving the track—especially in a situation of malfunction like this.

So Eden won rightfully.

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The third round commenced as the audience stared in anticipation.

The stage for a one-on-one physical battle was set. A fight with weapons and the likes.

The audience’s cheer was less when Evans walked onto the stage. But as Eden stepped on the stage, many more people cheered.

It was obvious they had switched to supporting him now. Evans simply glared at them, pissed. There was nothing he could do.

He was already losing, and all he had left was to win this. Then they could potentially have a rematch for the previous rounds until someone had three wins.

But if Eden won this round, he would be the ultimate winner.

Evans wouldn’t allow that. He couldn’t. He had his prestige to keep. So he was going to beat Eden even if it meant going all out to harm him.

"Take your weapons!"

They were instructed as the two of them stepped to where the weapons were lined up like yams in a barn. They both surveyed through them as Evans picked up his.

Two huge swords—bigger than a normal-sized sword, ones capable of doing damage to an opponent.

Eden stared at him, watching him smile smugly as he picked up his weapons. He raised an eyebrow as Evans made a "you’re dead meat" gesture to him.

Everyone stared in anticipation at what Eden was going to pick.

"Evans will crush him with that. He has a record of hurting his opponent, which isn’t against the rule. Only killing them is against the rule."

Helen raised an eyebrow. "Huh? So he can harm someone? Isn’t this just a game?"

"Well, it’s basically equivalent to having a real fight with the enemy. So it’s allowed, since it’s an official competition. Killing someone is what gets you jailed," Marcus explained.

Helen raised an eyebrow. "That’s insane..." He stared worriedly at Eden, who was still picking his weapons.

"He just has to pick something that can take down Evans before he harms him completely," Marcus explained.

They all stared anxiously as Eden went through the weapons and then stopped. He turned to the referee. "Can I not use a weapon?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless. They said no words as they stared at each other and then stared at Eden.

"Huh? Am I hearing things right?!"

"He doesn’t want a weapon?!"

"Does he want to die?"

"Or is he that confident? He must be looking down on Evans..."

The referee blinked and then nodded. "Well, you can..."

Eden smiled. "Then I’m cool with that."

Evans glared at him. He scoffed. "Are you looking down on me or what?"

Eden shrugged. "No. It’s just that I’m not used to any weapon now. I’m a newbie, remember? So I’ll go without one," he smiled.

Evans clenched his fists on the sword as he said, "Whatever. Then get ready to lose."

Eden smiled as they both stepped onto the battleground.

The referee simply gave the instructions. "Winning is simple. If the opponent falls on their back or front or side, you win."

Eden shrugged as he stared at Evans, who was staring at him like a predator who saw prey. "Fair enough," Eden said.

The audience stared in anticipation; most looked forward to what Eden was about to do. Because they didn’t believe he would refuse a weapon if he didn’t have a backup plan. He couldn’t be that dumb, could he?

They watched in silence as the two competitors walked around each other in circles, staring at each other while preparing for an attack.

Evans’s expression was cold and serious, while Eden casually smiled, relaxed. He slowly clenched both fists as purple energy circulated through his veins—energy no one would see.

Evans attacked first, slashing his swords in Eden’s direction with full force and speed. But Eden was faster.

Eden dodged all his attacks with immense speed, so fast that some wondered if they were even seeing him.

He was quick with his movements, dodging the sword attacks as Evans kept coming back again and again.

He dodged every single one of them.

"You coward. Are you going to keep dodging forever?" he demanded.

Eden smiled. "You should be grateful that I’m doing this to keep the competition lasting longer, at least. Don’t wanna end it so soon."

Evans laughed. "What a stupid excuse! Come at me and see if I won’t tear you up!"

Eden smiled. "Are you sure about that?"

Evans continued attacking with his swords in all the possible styles he knew, while Eden dodged them like a flash.

"Try me, you bastard!" Evans snapped, still attacking.

Eden smiled. "Okay, then. If you say so."

Eden stepped backward, stomped a foot to the ground, took to the air, twirled, and set a foot toward Evans.

Evans dodged the foot but didn’t see the other foot coming. Eden smashed his foot against Evans’s jaw, blood spilling as Evans fell hard on the floor with a thud—his back hugging the ground.

Eden gracefully landed on the floor with both feet, a smile on his face as he brushed dust from his clothes with both hands.

He cleared his throat as he stared at the unconscious Evans on the ground. "You asked for it," he smiled.

The audience was quiet for a while. That was an extremely quick and effortless win. They were still in shock. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

But soon, everyone cheered at the top of their voices as Eden took the obvious clean win.