Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 363: The Clown Returns

The man, clad in simple attire and of moderate build, looked utterly ordinary. It was only because of the overly peculiar mask on his face that he might not be mistaken for one of the inconspicuous martial artists.

He wore a clown mask, its smile sinister and gloomy, as if mocking Kuang Dasi with contempt.

The man lifted his leg high, blocking Kuang Dasi’s seemingly unstoppable punch, the two of them frozen in this bizarre tableau.

"What?"

Lei Yuzhe jumped up in fright, staring at the man on the stage with horror.

Because the arena had fallen into a hush, his voice sounded particularly loud.

Everyone was stunned. Could it be that man had returned?

"It’s him," Che Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Che Xiaoxiao, who is he exactly?" Seeing his cool entrance, Zhao Yating and the others were also shocked, quickly pressing Che Xiaoxiao for answers.

"He’s the legend of Blood Paradise, the unmatched Fighter Clown. That statue depicts him. At first, I thought it was just a gimmick Blood Paradise fabricated to attract business, but there really is such a person!" Che Xiaoxiao said in astonishment, focusing on the Clown onstage: "But I heard he left Blood Paradise, so why has he returned?"

It wasn’t just Che Xiaoxiao, many regular patrons of Blood Paradise knew the legend of the Clown, so seeing a figure similar to the Clown, they were all taken aback.

"Impossible, you’ve already left Blood Paradise, how could you possibly come back!" Seeing the Clown appear, Kuang Dasi was also overcome with extreme fear and unease, angrily glaring at the man before him.

He consoled himself, it must be fake; the Clown couldn’t possibly come back! The underground champion’s throne was his!

Not just Kuang Dasi, even Li He was dumbfounded. Why had this legendary figure suddenly appeared? Why had he suddenly saved him?

He felt as clueless as a monk probing his head, as if he’d occasionally bought a lottery ticket and then actually won the jackpot.

"Kuang Dasi, test his mettle for me!" Lei Yuzhe roared directly at Kuang Dasi, eager to ascertain the man’s identity.

Was he really the legendary figure of Blood Paradise, or just an impostor?

Kuang Dasi needed no prompting from Lei Yuzhe; he was naturally going to strike at the man, bellowing with rage as he swung his fists from both sides, intending to smash the man’s head into mincemeat!

But the Clown remained immovable, as solid as a mountain. As Kuang Dasi’s fists came hurtling down, he slowly extended his arms.

"Bang!"

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Kuang Dasi’s seemingly weighty punches were effortlessly parried by the man, producing a muffled sound.

In the stands, everyone was astounded. In Blood Paradise, almost no one could face Kuang Dasi head-on, let alone block his punch so casually. There simply wasn’t anyone.

Lei Yuzhe’s face turned ashen, he slumped into his chair, knowing that the man was real, the Clown had returned!

"Impossible, this can’t be!" Kuang Dasi bellowed in desperation, clueless about why the Clown had suddenly returned to Blood Paradise and what his intentions were, but Kuang Dasi could not let him undermine his own glory.

Kuang Dasi went berserk, unleashing a barrage of combination punches at the Clown, relentlessly striking at his body.

But no matter where his punches and kicks came from, the Clown could easily deflect them.

In the end, he insultingly blocked Kuang Dasi’s offensive with just one hand, his other hand and both feet not even moving an inch.

The spectators atop the stage were dumbfounded; they had seen numerous matches in Blood Paradise, yet none were as exhilarating and demeaning as this one. This was sheer mockery; the Clown was toying with Kuang Dasi!

Li He’s eyes sparkled with admiration, fixated on that figure not particularly muscular, yet towering in stature. Kuang Dasi made him utterly defenseless, but in the eyes of the man before him, Kuang Dasi was as meek as a child in combat.

Kuang Dasi also felt humiliated, shouting and cursing in rage, flailing punches and kicks as if to pulverize his opponent into mince, but the more he tried, the more helpless he appeared.

If anyone was most excited at the moment, it had to be Brother Spice Ginger; nobody else knew who the Clown on the stage was, only he did!

Because right then, Hao Jian was not by his side!

Spice Ginger had never anticipated that Hao Jian would turn out to be that legendary Clown; he too had great admiration and reverence for the character.

But discovering that Clown was Hao Jian left him so stunned he was speechless.

"Che Xiaoxiao, haven’t you noticed, the Clown on the stage, his silhouette seems familiar, as if we’ve seen it somewhere before," Zhao Yating said somewhat shocked, assessing the Hao Jian on the stage. Girls are more attentive to details, and she immediately sensed something familiar about him.

Hearing this, Che Xiaoxiao also couldn’t help feeling puzzled: "Indeed, but that shouldn’t be possible. Since I arrived, he’s never appeared in the ring, so we couldn’t possibly know him."

"I think you two are just lovestruck! Every time you see an impressive man you lose control of yourselves, that’s why he seems familiar, so fickle!" Luo Tong said disdainfully, aware that both of the girls liked Hao Jian, and to him, this seemed like infidelity.

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"Your moves are a complete mess!" Hao Jian on the stands uttered a scornful remark before suddenly delivering an exceedingly swift spinning kick.

Kuang Dasi was sent flying out of the ring, crashing heavily onto the floor and creating a deep crater where he landed.

"Blood Paradise’s strongest? Don’t make me laugh!"