Skill Creation in the Fantasy World - Chapter 70: The Other Group.

“He won again! And that too with the same quick battle!!”

“That’s fucking crazy! Betting on him was the best decision I made in my entire life.”

“This guy’s not just winning, he’s literally dominating all the battles!!”

“Bro, we’ve not even sat down and he already ended the match….”

Henry, Dufus, and the group who had hurried to the audience seats after placing their bets found that the battle had already.

Even though they had won their bets in a few seconds, they were kind of annoyed for not getting to look at the battle.

They watched as Felix walked down the stage to the underground path and quickly turned around still clutching their betting tickets that they had just won from.

“Go quick, we must hurry if we want to actually see how he fights in the next battle!”

“That guy really cannot be stopped! He’s literally bulldozing through the battles.”

The group ran out of that arena their expressions of delight and excitement, and they saw Felix moving out from the underground path.

They quieted down and waited until he started to move in a different direction.

Glancing at each other, they took a gulp and smiled somewhat speechlessly.

“There he goes again, walking toward another arena after winning a match in a few seconds.”

“Are you sure that guy’s a human? I’ve really not seen anything like in the Arena in my whole life!”

“Whatever, why should we complain? We got such a nice opportunity and we’ll be fools to lose it!”

The group discussed among themselves before Henry calmed them down.

“Stop it guys, we’ll discuss all this later because if we don’t hurry behind him then he’ll win the match before we can even place our bets.”

His words woke them up as they all nodded agreeing at that fact and stopped their discussion before chasing behind Felix.

They made their way across the crowd and saw Felix walking down the underground path of another Arena.

Just when they were about to hurry to the betting booth to place their bets, they saw another group of men arrive at the scene with a greedy shine in their eyes.

“Huh, why are they here?”

The two groups of men suddenly stood at the entrance of the betting booth, surprised at encountering another group of men who were just like them and were quite famous around the arena for betting on a lot of matches.

Both of the groups were not on friendly terms with each other as seen presently, because of the usual conflicts between them in the matters regarding betting in the Arena battles.

As the two groups stood there staring and scrutinizing each other, a man from the opposing group walked up.

The man was a bit on the shorter side at around 1.6 m but the arrogant smile on his face made everyone think that he was some bigshot, when actually he was just some betting addict in the underworld.

There were not many gambling dens in the underworld this man had not visited, and all of those that he had visited were forced to stop this man from entering because of the stupid luck he had every time.

Walking with his hands behind his back like some educated scholar, the man approached them with a smirk on his face.

“Well, look at who we got here! The group of losers who are desperately looking for a way to survive. And why are you losers blocking our path?”

He asked mocking them like he had done all the time.

“Y-You!”

Dufus clenched his hands in anger almost walking ahead and slapping that arrogant piece of face, but Henry was quick and stopped him from doing it.

“Wait Dufus, this is not the time.”

In fact, Henry too wanted to punch that asshole in the guts for always mocking and looking down on them, like all the members of their group were thinking, but this time they were in a hurry.

So instead of starting a fight, Henry walked forward and forcibly smiled.

“Oh look it’s Gevano and his puppies. Wonder what you guys are doing here? Also, we arrived here first, so aren’t you guys the ones who’re blocking our paths?”

Even though he didn’t want to start a fight, that didn’t mean he would back down when the short guy insulted him and his friends.

Gevano raised his brows before narrowing his eyes and turning to his gang.

“Would you look at that! Fat Henry is trying to speak back, guess he doesn’t care about his image in the future.”

“Hahaha, you’re right Gevano.”

“This guy has guts for talking back. We should teach him a lesson.”

The minions replied showing their support for their leader.

Dufus couldn’t hold back any longer seeing his best friend getting insulted and he blew up pointing at the short man who was two heads shorter than him.

“You small midget! What the fuck did you eat before coming here huh? Your momma’s milk? Get the hell out of our faces if you don’t want your ass handed to you.”, he shouted making a scene at the place.

“Pff-”

Henry and the men standing behind him could barely hold back their laughs when they saw Dufus literally insulting the guy on his face.

Gevano stood stunned staring above at Dufus, his mouth wide open as he could not believe that he was just mocked in front of everybody.

“Y-Y-You!! How dare you insult me??”, his eyes turned slightly red as he stepped back to his group.

He was not that great of a fighter and that was why he would spend most of his money to bring some men to work for him.

The group of men saw that their leader was getting mocked and they guarded him while starting a verbal fight with the other group.

“What the hell are you barbarics doing? Do you want to fight with us or something?”

Dufus harrumped in anger and crossed his arms replying.

“Not something or anything, it’s just that little leader of yours doesn’t know shit and he’s talking as if he knows everything.”

Gevano got angered and snapped suddenly at him.

“What the hell did you say? I don’t know shit? Well, at least I know better than you guys who’ve never won a bet in your entire lives!!”

Instead of shouting back, Dufus just smiled and shook his head.

“See, you really don’t know shit….”

Clenching his jaws, Gevano looked ready to make his minions fight when suddenly he got an idea looking at the betting booth at the side.

He smiled like some scammer and quickly changed his angry expression into a friendly one before talking out in a persuasive tone.

“Well, how about we not fight like some stupid people and decide on who’s right by placing a bet like how we do it as usual?”

His words surprised the two group men, especially Henry who thought the small guy was thinking of a dirty scheme.

Henry moved ahead and stopped Dufus from doing something careless before asking in doubt.

“You can’t fool me Gevano, I’m sure you’re plotting something.”

Gevano waved his hands harmlessly and shook his head, denying the accusations.

“Oh come on, why would I do that? See we’ve both come here for betting and instead of wasting time fighting, why don’t we compete with each other and see who’s going to win.”

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He tried to make them fall into his trick while putting all his efforts into acting as if he didn’t mean any harm at all.

Henry, Dufus and the group glanced at each other confusedly before they all gave a knowing smile when they remembered their lucky charm.

Dufus walked forward and mocked again, this time with a purpose in mind.

“Are you sure you want to bet with us? You can’t go crying to your momma if you lose the bet.”, he didn’t know why but insulting the little dude always made him feel good.

Gevano suppressed the thought of killing the tall man who kept on dissing him and replied.

“Of course, I want to compete you because only then we’ll know who’s the best between the two of us.”

Dufus and Henry smiled looking at each other for successfully making the short guy fall for their crap.

Henry asked.

“And how do we do this?”