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Chapter 2817 Justice based on equality between the strong and the weak; denial of justice will surely prevail!

"Fine, let's leave it at that. You're not even in the top ten anyway."

Having said that, the hungry wolf never looked at Witt again.

It was as if the person in front of him, Witt, was just a stumbling block on the roadside.

He turned around and, under the awe-inspiring gazes of the onlookers, began to walk.

I'm preparing to leave this disappointing duel arena.

The crowd at the entrance saw the hungry wolf approaching.

It was as if they had encountered some ferocious beast and instinctively backed away to the sides.

They forcefully made way for it.

Just then.

Standing at the bottom of the pit, Witt watched the wolf's proud and aloof figure recede into the distance, his eyes flashing with intense emotion.

Suddenly he shouted, "Hey! White-haired brat!"

The hungry wolf paused slightly, but did not turn around.

Witt wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse yet bold voice:

"Compared to Bang, I think the nickname 'Silver Fang' suits you much better!"

These words echoed both inside and outside the dueling arena.

It was clearly heard by everyone present.

Everyone was taken aback at first.

Then he looked at the wolf's signature silver hair and his ruthless eyes, like those of a lone wolf.

And the aggressive boxing style he displayed.

A strong sense of agreement arose in their hearts.

indeed.

The current Bang is black-haired and black-eyed, with a profound and imposing presence.

The hungry wolf before them had silver hair like frost and a sharp edge.

It's practically the perfect embodiment of the phrase 'Silver Fangs'.

However, this was in response to Witt's extremely high praise.

The hungry wolf didn't react at all.

He still had his hands in his pockets, his back to the crowd, but his lips twitched slightly, and he let out a barely perceptible hum.

He didn't care about nicknames or what others called him.

He was still pursuing the justice he believed in.

That is, 'equality between the strong and the weak'.

I do not endorse the so-called 'justice will prevail'.

Heroes and eccentrics, good and evil, none are more noble than the other.

He wants to reverse the relationship between the strong and the weak.

Let the strong also experience the pain of the weak.

This will change the former's behavior and mindset of bullying the latter.

Enjoy the process of becoming stronger and the pleasure of defeating the strong.

Vetter, a guy who believes in the law of the jungle, is the main target of the hungry wolf.

[Whoosh!]

The next second, the wolf's figure blurred in the breeze, turning into a fleeting afterimage that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and disappeared into thin air.

Only the spectators outside the dueling arena remained, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Witt clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, drawing out traces of blood.

Two defeats in one day!

This shattered Witte's pride, but it did not break him.

in contrast.

An unprecedented raging fire ignited in those azure eyes.

"Yami, Melio Leona, Nagato, Garou. This world is indeed full of monsters."

"I must join the Army Headquarters as soon as possible!"

"I hope that I can become stronger there, strong enough to no longer be looked down upon, strong enough to become a pillar of support for my compatriots!"

Filled with resentment and an even stronger determination.

Witt dragged his battered body out of the dueling arena step by step.

What he didn't know was that shortly after the battle ended...

This brief yet thrilling private duel spread like wildfire throughout Duel City.

In pubs, on the streets, and on online forums
Those who witnessed it firsthand described it vividly and embellished, how the hungry wolf easily defeated Werther.

A brand new legend began to quietly circulate.

Garou, a disciple of Bang, the "Grandmaster of Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist".

He was an even colder and more arrogant martial arts genius than him.

The last words that Wieter uttered have gradually become a consensus among the public.

Before long, some busybodies gave the hungry wolf a nickname—

The second-generation Silver Fang, or simply Silver Fang!

at the same time.

High above the Arena of All Realms.

The VIP box, which Qingjiao had specially booked in the name of the Martial Arts Association, was called Caiyun.

Soft, cloud-shaped sofas surrounded the antique-style room.

Various fruits, dishes, and fine wines were displayed on the jade tabletops.

The core members of the Martial Arts Association were gathering in small groups.

They shared their experiences and insights from the competition over the past few days.

Bangu was sitting quietly in the corner by the window.

His handsome face, now youthful again, wore a gentle smile.

He was holding a little boy who looked to be about ten years old in his arms.

It was Ah Xiong, a disciple of the Hungry Wolf.

"Master! Master! Big news!"

Just then, Bang's "top disciple," Chalanzi, came running over, panting.

His thick, orange-yellow hair was somewhat disheveled from running so hard.

His eyes gleamed with barely concealed excitement and awe.

The others present.

For example, Elizabeth II, who is the vice president.

And the gazes of Super Alloy Blacklight, Tank Top Master, Water Dragon, Bakuzan, and others.

They were also drawn over by his loud noise.

Bang frowned slightly, but his tone remained gentle: "Chalanzi, as a martial artist, you must remain calm and composed in the face of adversity. What kind of behavior is this, acting so rashly? What happened?"

Chalanzi ran to Banggu in three quick steps.

Before he could even catch his breath, he said impatiently:
"It's my senior brother!"

"Master, it's news about Senior Brother Hungry Wolf!"

Upon hearing the name 'Hungry Wolf', Bang's eyes narrowed slightly.

The hand that had been stroking Ah Xiong's hair also stopped.

Chalan swallowed hard and continued, "It's all over the place!"

"Just now, in the eighteenth duel arena, Garou gave that Black Grass World Pokémon, Vito, who was just defeated by Nagato Uzumaki, a good beating!"

"what?!"

This statement came out.

Various surprised or astonished voices immediately filled the entire Caiyun VIP room.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with shock.

They had all witnessed Victor's strength.

Few people present were his match.

Wow! Master is amazing! Master is indeed very strong!

Before Banggu could react, Ah Xiong in his arms jumped three feet high with excitement.
His little face turned bright red, and he waved his tiny fists and cheered loudly.

I feel happy and proud that the hungry wolf won.

Looking at the child's innocent and adoring expression.

Bang could only shake his head helplessly, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

"That kid is still the same as before, with warlike blood flowing in his veins."

"I like to go around challenging those famous and powerful people."

Bang sighed inwardly.

However, amidst the helplessness, a hint of relief quietly shone through his deep eyes.

He knows the hungry wolf too well.

If it were Garou, who once called himself a 'human monster'...

When you encounter an arrogant guy like Witt, he will never care about the occasion or the rules.

They had already started fighting inside the Multiverse Battle Arena, regardless of how dense the crowd was.

This will inevitably cause extremely bad commotion.

This attracted the siege of the police, professional heroes, and powerful figures from all walks of life, causing them enormous trouble.

But this time, Garou obediently led Vito to a small dueling arena specifically for private battles.

What does this mean?
This shows that the wolf's personality has become much more restrained during this period.

His pride and pursuit of martial arts remained as fierce as ever.

But that arrogant and reckless attitude has faded away.

They begin to understand how to follow the rules and how to achieve their goals within a reasonable framework.