THE WEALTH SYSTEM FLICKERED
The Blinking Wealth System 212
"Yeah!" The participants shouted, brandished weapons and began to approach Yosep. They started slashing, hitting with baseball bats blindly.
The shat!
Shua!
There was not a single sword slash or strike of a thick bat that hit Joseph. Yosep's weaving dodge technique is done so as not to be exposed to the attacks of 59 battle royal participants.
Yosep smiled broadly enjoying the fight, Yosep continued to perform the weaving technique without replying to the attacks of the participants. "Hi cupu, don't just dodge! Let's attack our basic vegetable chicken!" tease one of the participants who brought a long machete. "Yeah!"
Tang!
Ting!
The fighter was named Rod, a burly man with a height of 210 cm who carried a large long machete. Rod continued to slash Yosep relentlessly, but his slash only hit the iron ring barrier.
"If I get too serious everyone in the arena will definitely fall. The fight will no longer be exciting," Yosep's inner grinned in annoyance.
Trang!
The tring!
Yosep did not do the weaving technique to avoid attacking Rod, but he was silent to let the long blade touch his skin.
Rod dropped his jaw and stopped slashing Joseph's body, and the other fighters nailed him for a moment. "Why are you all silent? Let's attack! Or I will attack!" Joseph waved the fingers of his right hand and the left hand folded behind his waist. "Well, I'll use one hand against you guys."
Yosep advanced with moderate movements, the fighters swung swords, katanas, sharp baseball bats and also machetes towards Yosep. To avoid this Joseph tilted his body left and right, then began to beat his palms to the chest, abdomen, shoulders, and heads of the participants.
Bang out!
Bang out!
In an instant 30 more fighters bounced and crashed into the iron ring barrier. The roar of the crowd boomed, the longer the louder saw the exciting match between Yosep against 100 fighters and the remaining 29 fighters.
"Actually who is this Yosep bro? But his face was no stranger, as it often appeared on British television and electronic media." Myke stroked his chin, and rounded his eyes. "He's not an ordinary fighter."
Bang out!
Bang out!
Joseph defeated 25 fighters and left 4 more. Yosep stared fixedly at these 4 fighters and felt that the four of them were not ordinary fighters, from his observation setar with peerless warriors.
Bang out!
Bang out!
Yosep and the four fighters fought punches and kicks. Hundreds to thousands of their styles were demonstrated to test each other's strength. Yosep smiled widely and enjoyed the comforting fight.
"Goodbye, I'll end it! Unlimited hands!" The silhouette of the palm hit the remaining 4 fighters, three fighters were hit by the silhouette of the palm that was glued by Yosep.
Bang out!
Bang out!
The three of them bounced around to break through the iron ring barrier and spewed fresh blood from his mouth. One participant was able to fend off Yosep's ferocious stance, his clothes tattered, his burly body emitted smoke and still stood upright.
"Dragon climbing the galaxy!" The muscles of the body in Wong Kam Feng's arms were enlarged, putting the horses with the right leg in front and the legs backward. His right hand is stretched forward and the left hand is bent backward with the palm facing forward. "Yeah!"
Bang out!
Swush!
Booms!
The two claps of the palm exploded, its shockwave knocking down the iron ring barrier. Yosep was still standing and so was Wong Kam Feng still standing but not a single thread covered his body. "I admit defeat, next time we fight again!" Wong Kam Feng closed his pole with his right palm then dashed quickly, exiting the arena.
"Yosep's winner, the champion fighter from Myke Kelin." The jury announced from the microphone the results of the battle royal match.
Yosep patted his chest and shoulders and waist, clearing his body of dust. "Bro, you're so great. Can you teach me, your martial arts?" Myke approached Yosep in the middle of the arena.
Yosep replied to Myke's request with just a light smile. "Mr Don Telo! Keep Your Promise!" Yosep stared at Don Telo.
Prok!
Prok!
Don Telo clapped his hands, his two men brought Alice a 6-year-old little girl. Cute and adorable little girl, "Dad! Daddy!" call Alice to Myke and run towards Myke.
Myke hugged Alice very tightly and held her, "You okay baby?" Myke gently stroked Alice's hair.
"It's okay dad. Alice wants to go home, Dad!" said Alice plain.
Yosep approached Don Telo and took his SVIP atm card. "Meet me at the Winstringham hotel tomorrow at 9am, I have a need with you Mr. Don Telo" Yosep whispered. "And bring me the last fighter I fought."
Don Telo did not reply just smiling lightly. Joseph leaves the underground arena with Myke and Alice. The audience also dispersed, leaving the iron ring arena that was ravaged.
Chris was already waiting for Yosep in a narrow alley, an alley leading to London's underground arena. "Big boss, how successful is it?" Chris opened the door to the red Range Rover Svautobiography. "Please enter big boss!"
"Master Myke let's go in! Let us send you, don't hesitate!" take Yosep out of Myke's hand.
Myke, with a crooked face holding Alice, was forced to agree to Yosep's request. Myke is a bit uncomfortable when gathering with a rich person, and he did not expect that Yosep was a crazy rich man, seen from the car that picked him up.
Joseph sat in the back with Myke holding Alice. "Hi! Dong's acquaintance is the same, can you?" Yosep smiled kindly at Alice.
"By om! answer plain Alice. "I'm Alice Kelin, who's it?"
"Om his name is Yosep, Yosep Firmansyah from Indonesia. Can you carry Alice?" Yosep thrust both his hands at Alice.
"Hm!" Alice nodded her head.
Yosep held Alice in his arms and gently stroked her hair, "Mr Myke, Alice can stay with me for a week. Maybe my four wives will be happy, hehehe." Yosep scratched his un-itchy throat with his left hand.
"Oh, do you have a wife?" ask plain Alice. "Definitely his wife om very beautiful, om also very handsome."
"Smart kid." Yosep pinched softly on Alice's cheek. "Yes very beautiful like a princess. Alice is also very pretty."
"Sorry bro Yosep, will it not be a hassle?" myke asked for fear of inconveniencing Joseph's wives.
"No really. Mr. Myke also has to go to the hospital instead, I will heal your internal wounds, Mr. Myke. If not treated immediately can make you permanently paralyzed, you must be treated for a week. All the costs will be paid, do not worry" said Yosep.
"One more time thank you bro Yosep," said Myke bowed respectfully.