Chapter 1233

Donkey Kong was the treasure of the arena and the strongest fighter around.

He had never lost a single fight ever since he had joined the club, making him a legend of some sort.

Zeke, however, did not seem impressed. “I really don’t have the time for this. Let’s just get this over and done with so that I can face off against your boss.”

Donkey Kong gave him a nasty grin. “Apologies. You don’t deserve...”

Slap!

Zeke swung his hand across Donkey Kong’s face without warning.

The crisp sound of his palm connecting with Donkey Kong’s face reverberated around the walls of the arena.

“What about now?” Zeke threatened.

Donkey Kong froze, and so did the audience.

Hiss! The crowd gasped.

“Did he just slap Donkey Kong?”

“He’s going to die for sure...”

“He may be strong, but Donkey Kong hasn’t lost a single match, even up till now!”

After a few moments of confusion, Donkey Kong began to seethe with anger.

“How dare you! I’ll chop you into pieces!” he yelled as he barreled towards Zeke as if he were a feral beast.

His giant body resembled that of a chimpanzee, and every step he took shook the stage.

The crowd fell into a frightened silence.

However, Zeke remained completely unfazed, even appearing as though he was slightly bored.

After he got close enough, Donkey Kong leaped into the air as he prepared to pounce onto Zeke.

The tension in the air doubled, making it difficult to breathe.

Everyone observed the match with widened eyes and quickened breaths.

His gigantic body might have been more than enough to squash Zeke into a meat pie...

Suddenly, Zeke began to move.

He lifted his right leg and positioned it above Donkey Kong’s head, before slamming it down hard.

Unable to parry Zeke’s attack, Donkey Kong was drilled into the ground like a screw.

Crash!

A deafening thud echoed around the arena.

A large hole with spiderweb cracks around it appeared in the center of the ring.

Donkey Kong spit out a mouthful of blood and went out like a light.

Whoa!

The crowd went crazy.

Everyone stood up and stared at Zeke in utter disbelief.

“Did he just defeat Donkey Kong?”

“He knocked Donkey Kong out with just one move!”

“We’ve truly underestimated him...”

Zeke glanced at the three other fighters. “Why don’t you three attack me all at once?”

They simply stared at him, mouths agape in shock.

They had all faced off against Donkey Kong, and none of them could defeat him.

Zeke Williams, however, drove Donkey Kong through the floor with one leg!

They would not stand a chance before Zeke.

“We admit defeat!” they muttered hurriedly.

Zeke glanced at the referee. “Does this mean I’ve won?”

The referee nodded. “Zeke Williams has successfully cleared the S-grade challenge!” he announced to the crowd.

However, his announcement was met with dead silence.

They struggled to register the situation.

Zeke turned to the arena manager. “Am I entitled to a fight with the boss now?”

The manager nodded. “Of course, Sir.”

“Call Boss out now,” the manager told the referee.

“Understood!” the referee replied before scampering off in the direction of the office.

The manager approached Zeke and handed him a bank card.

“There’s twenty million in here, Sir,” he explained.

“Huh? Wasn’t I supposed to receive only ten million? Why was it doubled?” Zeke asked.

“I’m sure you’re very tired after providing the audience with such a spectacular performance,” the manager answered. “Please use the extra ten million to treat yourself. Shall I bring you over, to try out the finest delicacies we have around here, Mr. Williams?”

Zeke put two-and-two together and almost gasped in realization.