Chapter 395



Lily was referring to the chemical composition test of the solution Victor and the others were drinking.

Nora sent a reply, “The results?

Lily quickly replied, “It’s a normal, run-of-the-mill sports drink. The only thing that sets it apart from normal sports drinks is the fact that it is more concentrated. Even martial arts practitioners wouldn’t need that many nutrients, no matter how much energy they expend, let alone a normal person.”

The results did not disappoint Nora.

If Victor and the others had become so strong because they had taken some kind of drug, then that drug was undoubtedly a banned substance. Moreover, they were acting very mysteriously about it. It was impossible for them to consume it in the arena itself.

But a highly concentrated sports drink?

While he was thinking about it, elsewhere, number 007 looked around. Quentin asked, “Looking for Big Brother?”

There hadn’t been a winner between the two during the last tournament.

He would definitely want revenge this year, wouldn’t he?

Unexpectedly, number 007 said, “I was late this year. Which of the contestants here is the Big Sister?”

Nora abruptly raised her head and looked at him at the words ‘Big Sister’.

Quentin unconsciously glanced at Nora before replying, “Oh, Big Sister is resting in her living room. You can look for her there if you need anything. She’s the very large, muscular woman over there.”

Nora: “…”

No. 007 was a little taken aback. “She’s very big and muscular? That’s impossible.”

Quentin: “?”

No. 007 continued. “Big Sister does regular martial arts training, so it’s impossible for her to be very burly. All strong martial artists need a physique that moves fluidly. I’ve heard that there are people here pretending to be Big Sister to make money and stuff like that.”

No. 007 then looked at Nora. “The Big Sister figure should be like #028 instead.”

Nora: “…”

She took a long look at No. 007, thinking it likely that she had already realized something. However, he didn’t press the issue, so Nora said nothing.

She still had to keep her identity a secret.

Quentin lifted his chin and felt very proud. “You’re very forward-thinking!”

Number 007 laughed. Then he pointed to the dining area next to them and suggested, “Shall we sit down and have a bite to eat? I believe it will soon be your rendezvous.”

Before Nora could say anything, another deep, deep voice reached them. “No, it’s okay.”

They both looked over and saw Justin approaching with Cherry in his arms.

Cherry was still wearing her half mask and holding a paddle. Her big eyes twinkled as she looked at them.

Justin walked over, stopped in front of Nora and looked at the number 007. “Thank you.”

Then, he pulled out a chocolate bar and handed it to Nora. “This will replenish your energy quickly if you’re hungry.”

Nora: “…”

Beside them, the corners of Quentin’s lips spasmed.

Before this, it had seemed to him that the handsome boy was not worthy of Big Sister, but now that he knew his cousin was Big Sister, his demands towards his cousin-in-law had immediately become higher.

He touched Justin’s shoulder.

Justin looked at him.

Quentin scoffed, “Aren’t you being overzealous? I can sense it even from a long distance.”

“…”

Justin said nothing. Quentin lowered his voice and said, “Boy, you’re pretty forward, huh!”.

Justin raised his eyebrows. “Oh?”

Quentin looked at Nora. “You know his real identity?”

“Yes.”

Quentin clicked his tongue a couple of times and said, “You’re pretty bold to have the guts to fool Justin Hunt. But you have to protect your personal information, understand? If you don’t, even my cousin won’t be able to protect you! There are only two people in New York that no one should mess with: one of them is Joel Smith, my cousin, and the other is Justin Hunt!”

Justin: “…”

That he was kidding himself…. Yeah, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s his cousin-in-law, I really felt like punching Quentin. But now… well, this was okay too.

The next five encounters they had I take them straight to Class E.

The five encounters didn’t make the three of them sweat. After all, with Big Sister and Big Brother, as well as the third best wrestler in the world, they completely crushed everyone else.

While crushing their opponents here, Victor’s team also won two matches and gave their opponents crushing defeats.

After finishing the five matches in a row, Nora yawned and exited the ring.

As soon as she came out, Quentin said, “M…. Sister, No. 007 has been watching you.”

Nora: “?”

She followed his gaze and peeked out. Sure enough, Nora found No. 007 sitting at the bottom of the ring. He was staring at her, however, and making no secret of it. There was admiration – and also appraisal – in his eyes.

Nora raised her eyebrows.

Quentin then turned to Justin. “It’s a love rival, brother!”

Justin was speechless at Quentin’s eagerness to plunge the world into chaos.

No. 007 stood up and walked straight towards them after the encounter.

However, before he could approach, Nora and Justin had quite naturally turned around and headed for the door. They gave him no opportunity to approach them.

This took No. 007 by surprise. He smiled wryly, stopped in his tracks and took the hint. He no longer followed them.

But just as the two were about to leave the arena, Victor and the other two men from his team suddenly approached. They moved very quickly. As they were passing, Victor suddenly whispered, “You’re the real Big Sister, right?”.

Nora was taken aback. Then, she narrowed her eyes and looked at him. Her lips curved into a smile, but she didn’t admit it. “I don’t know what you’re trying to say.”

Victor, however, was certain of her identity. He sneered, “I can accept losing to you, then. But it won’t be the same next time.”

He then walked away.

Nora ignored him. As she and Justin continued walking toward the exit, another man in a white feathered mask walked in.

He looked rather singular, and coughed a couple of times every couple of steps he took. He looked sick.

He was also coughing very loudly. It sounded like he was about to cough up his lungs.

A man was holding him to one side.

Someone whispered, “Has he come to the arena even though he was so sick and weak? He must be here just to join in the fun and watch the show, right?”.

Unexpectedly, the man approached the registration desk. As he coughed, a rich, honeyed voice rang out. “I’m sorry, I’ve already registered, but I just arrived to participate in the tournament today. I wonder if my eligibility still stands.”

The staff member replied, “That’s a little difficult. It’s been so long already…”

During the exchange, the black-clad bodyguard supporting the man handed him a check.

The guy accepted the check in a very practiced manner, and immediately changed his tone in an unprincipled manner. “Of course, it still stands…. What’s your registration number?”

“…”

The corners of Nora’s lips spasmed.

The martial arts association must be as poor as church mice now, right? They really were taking all the money they could get.

After saying goodbye to Justin in the parking lot, Nora took Quentin’s car home.

On the way, Quentin suddenly said, “Nora, someone is following us.”

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