My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 101: Gotta Pay More

Crackling sounds.

The fight on the field was still ongoing, while Li Rui stood observing from the side, estimating the two fighters to be around level ten. Judging purely from their strength and speed, they were already at a decent level.

Yet, after his experience battling against Li Xiaolin, somehow they felt a bit weak and feeble.

Actually, such combats didn’t pose much danger, as they were improvements made by these young people after their family intervened. Initially, they engaged in full combat, but their elders were worried about the risks, and thus stopped them several times.

Eventually, they had to compromise, promising to only engage in fist fights, potentially only getting slightly injured, which allowed the club to continue.

Li Rui was a bit puzzled. If they liked fighting so much, why not go capture illegal Secret Realm agents or handle realm overlaps? He hadn’t realized that at level ten, you could really only fight enemies of equivalent level, wandering aimlessly in the Northwest wasn’t safe.

Bored, he watched for a while until finally, the match ended, and the shirtless fellow emerged victorious.

The man’s physique was evidently superior to his opponent’s, maintaining the pressure throughout the fight. With richer combat experience, as Li Rui had observed, he had had several opportunities to end the battle.

Kong Hua gave a signal to a social butterfly beside him, who immediately understood and jogged to the center of the venue, grabbing a megaphone to shout loudly.

"There’s a spontaneous match today. Hey Durun, don’t leave yet."

He stopped the shirtless man from leaving, "We have a new challenger, he is...just a nobody! Haha, sorry pal, this place only recognizes strength, those who are strong earn a name."

Quite dramatic, typical style of the Northwest region.

Li Rui found it quite amusing.

The social butterfly continued shouting, "On the other side, we have the newcomer but undefeated in seven matches, the Devil Muscleman! Durun!"

"Woohoo!"

A burst of cheers arose around the field.

The shirtless man grimaced and covered his face, "I’m not called Devil Muscleman."

"Now, let’s welcome the two contestants to the stage."

Durun was already on the field; Li Rui stepped into the center from the side. Comparatively, his appearance was more delicate, seeming harmless next to the shirtless opponent.

But none of that mattered, as no one recognized him anyway, nor would anyone expect much since the opponent wasn’t just about good physique, more importantly, he was undefeated in seven matches.

"Both sides ready."

Like a professional host, the social butterfly announced with a drawn-out tone: "Three, two, one, ready—fight!!!!"

However, the fight didn’t commence, as someone came forth disrupting.

"Wait a moment."

A voice rang from the side, and as they looked over, a youth with a braid squeezed through the crowd, causing a dead silence with no one speaking.

"That nameless nobody, step aside, I’ll fight this guy." He was addressing Li Rui.

Li Rui glanced at him, then turned to Kong Hua, noticing the latter’s displeased look, seemingly unhappy with the arrival of this uninvited guest.

"What’s going on?"

The braided fellow’s appearance was evidently more mature than the youths here, and the few others who accompanied him looked the same.

It was clear that others were somewhat intimidated by them, even a bit annoyed, yet nobody spoke to stop them.

Kong Hua said with a dark face: "Hea Yang, weren’t you told not to come?"

"Who said that?"

The youth named Hea Yang swaggered closer, "Was it a message from your big brother? Too bad, I’m from the Hea family, no need to listen to the Kong family’s words."

"Besides, heard you’re not on good terms with your big brother, and when faced with some minor setbacks, you ran crying to him for help, how can you still dare to speak?"

Having said this, he ignored Kong Hua, neither acknowledging Li Rui, but addressing Durun.

"You’re new, undefeated in seven matches, impressive—fight me."

Li Rui didn’t stand up for anyone; no one was paying him. He quietly retreated to the sidelines.

On the court, Durun, though uncertain of the situation, recognized Hea Yang’s apparent strength and unpopularity.

Choosing to accept the challenge, if successful, as a newcomer, he could quickly integrate, even earn respect from everyone.

Both sides stood prepared, Li Rui was uninterested, merely elbowing Kong Hua: "What’s the situation? What about my twenty thousand?"

Young Master Kong was in a foul mood, silent, while the social butterfly quietly said: "That Hea Yang is quite annoying, despite being level twenty, and rumor has it he’s participated in capturing illegal agents, here just bullying people."

Li Rui curiously asked: "Didn’t you say this place only recognizes strength?"

Words hitting deep.

The social butterfly was left speechless.

Li Rui further inquired: "Since he can actually go on missions, why would he come here?"

The social butterfly was disinclined to speak, Kong Hua replied: "The Hea family breeds freaks, having a weird mind makes sense."

Li Rui refrained from commenting, not knowing if the Hea family might be potential clients, he chose not to join in the insults.

Just then, there was a loud thud; turning to look, he saw the seven-win Durun rolling by the field’s edge.

In less than half a minute, the battle was over.

"He’s even stronger than before..."

Li Rui could even sense a hint of despair in the social butterfly’s lament.

It appeared that even if there were someone capable of defeating Durun present, they wouldn’t be confident to finish the fight within thirty seconds, yet Hea Yang managed, albeit somewhat an unfair fight, still a victory is a victory.

As mentioned before, only strength mattered, though normal people, anyone over level twenty would be too embarrassed to visit this place, still preserving some dignity. Now encountering one shameless, naturally, they faced a beating.

Hea Yang won, began gloating with a sarcastic sneer; clearly, he wasn’t pleased with the exclusion from the locals, thus sought methods of humiliation.

Li Rui could understand the reasons, with a peculiar personality, dislike was normal.

He again elbowed Kong Hua: "Hey, with Durun’s loss, what about my twenty thousand?"

"Aren’t you annoying!"

Kong Hua was on the brink of erupting, "You go teach that Hea guy a lesson."

Li Rui glared at him, displeased: "How can you change the terms? The Hea fellow is too strong."

The surrounding people looked at him oddly, thinking this guy truly seemed like the shrewd, money-minded type.

Yet Li Rui hadn’t finished speaking, he added: "Would need more money, fifty thousand."

Despite being frustrated and irate, Kong Hua couldn’t help but laugh: "If you can beat him, I’ll give you a hundred thousand."

Li Rui thought, must be that these two brothers are truly related, both reverse bargaining fools.