222: Finch

The Trial participants successively changed their clothes and arrived at the waiting area, where everyone was discreetly sizing each other up.

This group consisted of elite killers, and the entire waiting area was filled with a chilling, tense atmosphere.

As Big Brother, Pan Han naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Besides the alluring 198 from earlier, there were also many ruffians baring their teeth at him.

Pan Han closed his eyes, completely ignoring them.

At this moment, the commentator's voice rang out in the arena: “Greetings, Trial participants, and esteemed audience! Welcome to the second stage of the Billion-Dollar Trial, the Arena Battle!”

The previous intermediate evolution commentator stood in the center of the hall, holding a microphone, dressed in a black suit, looking energetic.

“The second stage of the competition is about to begin; this is a true combat duel! Every Trial participant has the opportunity to showcase his strength and compete for high scores. Remember, this is your moment to prove yourselves!”

The commentator's passionate words ignited the atmosphere in the arena.

“The rules of the competition have already been explained to everyone, so let's not waste any more time and proceed directly to random matching!” The commentator finished speaking and pointed to a large screen.

The screen displayed the avatars, names, and numbers of 288 Trial participants.

The next second, the Trial participant avatars became a chaotic mess, and it took a full thirty seconds for 144 small teams to form!

“You've all seen it, right? These are your opponents!”

“Please proceed to the corresponding small arena according to the numbers below!”

At the commentator's command, all Trial participants noted their arena numbers and began to move.

Pan Han saw that his opponent for this round was number 100, a man named Finci Dana.

“This guy looks so small and thin!” Upon arriving at the small arena, Pan Han saw a person less than 1.6 meters tall and definitely weighing no more than 110 pounds already waiting for him.

In the middle of the arena stood a referee in a white shirt, who, seeing the contestants arrive, signaled for them to step up.

“Pan Han?”

“Yes!”

“Finci Dana?”

“Correct!”

“Very good, the rules are simple. No weapons, just fight! The match ends when someone is knocked down or surrenders. Understand?”

“Understood!”

“Alright, let the match begin!”

With the referee's command, Pan Han and Finci Dana immediately took their stances.

Mo Li and Cheng Xiao switched the camera to Pan Han in the VIP room, also preparing to watch the match.

“Little Sister, your Lord Pan is really lucky! Drawing this guy means he'll definitely get points!” Mo Li said with a relaxed expression after checking Finci Dana's information.

“Mo Dage, what do you mean?” Cheng Xiao was naturally happy to hear this, but she thought there shouldn't be any particularly weak people among the Trial participants.

“Finci Dana is mainly good with guns and skilled at raising zombies. But when it comes to combat, I think he's far worse than Pan Han.” Mo Li had experienced Pan Han's fighting skills and spoke with full confidence.

“Oh, is that so! That's excellent then.” Cheng Xiao also felt relieved upon hearing this.

At this moment in the arena, Finci Dana looked at Pan Han, who was two heads taller than him, and involuntarily swallowed his saliva: “You are Big Brother, Pan Han?”

“Indeed. Hello, Dana!” Pan Han cupped his hands.

Looking at the small, skinny monkey in front of him, he truly felt a bit reluctant to go for the kill, wondering how to hold back later.

“Haha, Pan Han, you're very humorous. I hope you'll go easy on me later!” Finci Dana said.

“No problem, it's just a spar, so I'll naturally hold back.” Pan Han made a 'please' gesture.

The referee, seeing that the two had spoken enough, blew his whistle!

The match officially began!

Finci Dana immediately took a few steps, nimbly moving rapidly around Pan Han, trying to find an opportunity to attack.

Pan Han gave a cold smile; his opponent was trying to provoke him with agility. He watched his opponent's movements intently, ready to meet his attack.

Suddenly, Finci Dana launched a quick side kick, moving like lightning.

Pan Han exclaimed, “Well done!” He quickly dodged, then powerfully counterattacked.

He kicked Finci Dana in the abdomen with full force.

Finci Dana dodged sideways, simultaneously punching Pan Han in the head.

Pan Han quickly dodged sideways, then instantly exerted force, punching Finci Dana in the cheek.

Finci Dana felt the wind of the punch brush past his cheek and couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise.

He had previously thought Pan Han's strength was considerable, but he never expected it to be so immense!

The fist came quickly with a crosswind, and Finci Dana could only support himself with one hand on the ground, bending over to dodge.

Their bodies instantly intertwined, engaging in intense close-quarters combat.

Their fists and feet continuously alternated, with an endless stream of moves, making the scene exceptionally fierce.

Pan Han's strength and skill complemented each other, with every strike full of power.

Finci Dana, on the other hand, displayed flexible footwork and quick reactions.

He cleverly dodged Pan Han's attacks and launched surprise assaults from time to time.

Pan Han and Finci Dana's conversation also continued amidst the fierce fighting.

“Big Brother, your strength is really something! But I'm not that easy to take down!” After exchanging a few moves, Finci Dana found that Pan Han was nothing special, so he began to taunt him.

“Dana, I've only used a third of my strength. It seems you're not satisfied! Then let me make you comfortable!” Pan Han smiled coldly, realizing that he had to get serious with him.

This little skinny monkey was hard to catch; he could only slowly block his escape routes and corner him!

With a strategy in mind, Pan Han's moves became more targeted.

He wasn't in a hurry to hit his opponent; instead, he used a Go-like method, constantly cutting off his escape routes.

After a few rounds, Finci Dana could only move around in the bottom-left corner.

The once large arena was now reduced to only a quarter of its usable space, making him start to sweat profusely.

The most critical thing was that Pan Han had started using a fast-moving footwork, his feet rapidly alternating back and forth, making it impossible to see his next move!

“Hehe, let me show you what the Butterfly Step is!” Pan Han didn't forget to explain to him.

“Haha, look at your Lord Pan! How good he is, already showing off!” Mo Li pointed at the screen and said to Cheng Xiao.

Cheng Xiao just smiled without speaking; she could also tell that Pan Han was full of confidence.

She had been worried that last night's craziness would turn Pan Han into a weakling, but she had underestimated him!

It's just ridiculous! Was I not trying hard enough last night?

Her butt still hurt even now.

“This stinky man, he couldn't have received some special service at a zombie massage parlor, could he?!” Ever since Cheng Xiao transformed from a female assassin into a little woman, her inner monologues had become richer.

Falling in love with someone, from then on, brings anxiety and fear of loss!

Mo Li looked at Cheng Xiao's indescribable expression and couldn't help but secretly chuckle.

Just as Cheng Xiao's inner drama was overflowing, Pan Han struck again.

He swung his arms in circles, forming two fiery wheels, heading straight for Finci Dana, while shouting a mantra: “Turtle Fist!!!”

“Holy crap!” Finci Dana had never seen such a sight; he was directly sent flying, landing stiffly outside the arena and passing out.

Whoosh! The entire audience stood up, followed by thunderous applause!

In this world, no one had ever seen such a fighting style. Many people had never even heard of a turtle in their lives, and they all started whispering and asking what a turtle was!

The referee, however, was experienced and knew that Finci Dana had lost. He quickly stepped forward, raised Pan Han's arm, and declared him the victor.

“Oh yeah!” Cheng Xiao danced with joy in the VIP box, actively high-fiving Mo Li to celebrate.

Pan Han blew a kiss in Cheng Xiao's direction, then walked off the arena, waiting for the second round.