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Chapter 1572 Clash Of The S-Level Masters Chapter 1572 It was indeed a clash of the s Level masters.
Yes, both could easily make it to the top five, but since they had the bad luck of meeting in the first round, their chances of winning the championship weren't too high! I mean, the odds of them getting knocked out in the first round were a scary 50%! The bookies were giving them equal chances of winning this round, with odds of 1 to 1.95. That meant it was a dead-even match! "Who do you think's gonna take it?" After a slumberous night, Yasmine was wide awake now, sitting in the high-end VIP area and watching the match like a hawk.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe sculpted participant who got beaten by Beowulf the other night took a second to think before saying, "Hard to say. Beowulf's got a slight edge from what I've seen, but rumors say Yosef's lost sense of himself. Who knows how strong he's gotten?" Chapter 1572 Clash Of The S Level Masters Yasmine nodded, a smirk playing on her lips, her legs trembling a bit.
The tension was thick on Ronnie's side. Angela was squeezing her fists so tight they were probably turning white. She silently prayed despite her hopes of remaining. relieved. Emmanuel, please win! Bobby, though, was cool as a cucumber.
it Not knowing Beowulf's real deal, they'd seen Eshal's fighters already make it to the top 32. If Onza lost, Eshal would snag the city project. Then, the position of the Nuthana Chamber of Commerce's president would be theirs! "Horace, you're a martial arts master. What's your take on this fight?" Levi, usually chill, was pumped before the match.
Horace was just as stoked, calling this an early final. Whoever won would probably be 2/5 Chapter 1572 Clash Of The S-Level Masters ti this year's Grandmaster. However, he didn't give a straight answer. "That's the beauty of fighting! Anything can happen. It's all about who brings their A-game!" Levi nodded, smirking to himself. Wolf Warrior? Beowulf King? Interesting! Another Wolf Warrior? Which one's legit, and which one's a faker? With that, Levi bounced up. "Horace, mind if I catch this match in person?" "Sure thing!" Horace was too hyped to sit still. “A match this big? Gotta see it live!" Nathan and his right-hand man, Brent, were on the edge of their seats. Despite not knowing Beowulf's real deal, the nalone made them think of the Wolf WarBeowulf already put a beatdown on Yosef, the guy who messed up Brent's skills. The were hoping Yosef got served! "How should we bet? What's the smart move?" Frederick, clueless about Beowulf, was begging Shane for tips to flip the odds.
3/5 Chapter 1572 Clash Of The S-Level Masters Mackenzie was curious, too. Who would the lucky man favor to win?
"No need to think twice! We're backing Yosef!" Shane was dead set op Yoser having full faith in his skills. He believed nobody could top him! "Hmph, countout. I'm putting my money on the other guy!" Frederick had zero love for Yosef and wouldn't bet on him even after being paid.
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"Frederick, you're really going against the grain here, huh?" Shane sighed in agreement. Mackenzie felt a jolt of nerves. Oh no, why'd Shane bet on Yosef? No way! This time, she wasn't giving in to superstition. She was sure Emmanuel would co on top.
Thinking that, she gave her belly a little pat. Con, kiddo, cheer for your dad! As the crowd held its breath, the fighters stepped onto the stage without any frills. The Chapter 1572 Clash Of The S-Level Masters second they got there, the whole place tensed up. The audience felt the heat, as if even taking a breath was tough, but Yosef stayed quiet.
After a while, Beowulf couldn't hold back. "What's your deal hurting m innocent folks? Yosef looked him dead in the eye through his mask.
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