The moment the question left the announcer's mouth, Bryan let out a sharp snort.
"Him? Isn't he just overrated?"
The arena gradually fell silent.
Bryan's grin widened.
"Just because he's a little more handsome than me doesn't mean he's stronger than me. In fact, I could defeat him with a single punch."
The Golden Colosseum exploded.
Cheers, gasps, laughter, and excited shouts echoed throughout the arena.
Bryan's eyes remained fixed on Arthur.
'That idiot better not act tough.'
His fingers slowly tightened.
'Or I'll make him regret it.'
The announcer looked delighted by the reaction.
"So you're saying you could defeat Arthur with one punch?"
Bryan didn't hesitate.
"Of course."
The announcer turned toward Arthur.
"And what do you have to say about that, Arthur?"
Arthur slowly stepped forward.
His expression was calm.
Almost unnervingly calm.
Then he smiled.
"He is nothing more than a brute who relies entirely on his strength."
The laughter died.
