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To Bobby Crimson, it only felt as if he just won a normal match through his teammate... But to Max Fury, it felt like he had just avenged the death of someone he loved.

Upon seeing Justin Reed crawling out of the ring in shame, he let out another satisfied smile, his heart full of joy.

\'What a sweet revenge... Who knows if I am done with him.\'

With a casual look on his face, he spoke inwardly...

In some parts of his mind, inevitable urges to attack Ben again and again were lurking around.

In the meantime, Arnold only decided to let go of whatever feeling drew him to Justin Reed at that moment. After exchanging a victorious handshake with his friend, they both left the arena and to the boarding area.

When the after-match announcer tried to stop them for questioning, they turned it down and insisted that they needed to see their doctor.

On Mark\'s face were hints of disappointment and sadness. Somehow, it was blaming himself for being so weak to be pinned to the count of three by Thane Ryder. He had wanted to deliver sweet revenge on the sly man, but unfortunately, he only turned out to be the victim.

"I should be ashamed of myself, right?" He asked Arnold as they walked through the alleyway.

Arnold blinked a couple of times upon hearing this question, but he also had an answer.

"No. You should be proud that you have me. Together, were able to defeat them," Arnold smiled.

Mark suddenly glared at Arnold.

"What are you saying, Max? If it wasn\'t that Justin Reed was the legal man in the ring, we would have lost miserably in shame. I could have caused it... The illegality was just our saving grace," Mark spoke from his point of view.

For a moment, Arnold was speechless, but it didn\'t take long before he got an idea of what to say to Mark.

"You shouldn\'t blame yourself, Mark. It all happened after a mistake... After all, no one is above mistake. Every fighter would always want to take advantage of his opponent\'s mistake."

"It\'s absolutely normal... Trust me, you are a wonderful fighter. Better than many," Arnold convinced.

What else could Mark do apart from giving up his own belief? After Arnold\'s courageous words were spelled out to his ears, he, for once, stopped looking down on himself.

Mark couldn\'t help but let out a bright grin... He had just gone through a moment of total depression. When he needed motivation the most, his friend Max Fury was there for him.

He was glad... And grateful.

After all, they had won the Tag Team No Disqualification Match, it was worth celebrating.

But before anything, they had to visit their doctor at first.

No, actually, it was Mark who would be going to see his doctor.

"You just go see the doctor. I have one important thing to do in my room. I will be there as soon as I am done."

Arnold clearly had other plans.

Mark didn\'t know whether to object or accept Arnold\'s decision, but he knew he couldn\'t stop him. After all, the young monster wasn\'t looking injured or pained at all.

Visibly, he was healthy!

Mark hesitated and nodded for a reply before taking a different way to the hospital, while Arnold took the direct path to the boarding area and made his way to his room.

"Doctor??? C\'mon, I already have a doctor... My advocate is my doctor. I don\'t need those humans with a low IQ," Arnold muttered as he progressed forward.

[Well, why does it seem like you are changing too fast, host? Remember that you are human. You should acknowledge your race.]

Arnold shrugged.

"Humans are fiercer than beasts... Only a few are worthy to be called humans," Arnold said coldly.

[I know why you are saying this, host. Betrayal and wickedness... You have suffered from these acts in the past...]

[This is why you have to keep up with the relentless hard work and bravery. There are a lot of things to accomplish, and with consistent success, you, Max Fury, can make everyone who made your life miserable pay.]

"Of course, my uncle would be the first," an evil smile suddenly appeared on Arnold\'s face, followed by a temporal feeling of a heavy heart... A vengeful heart.

Entering his room and freshening up, Arnold decided to take some time to browse the internet. Unfortunately, with the countless messages he mostly saw from strange numbers and names, he frustratingly decided to go offline and just find something else to do.

Although it was midnight already, Arnold wasn\'t in the mode to sleep. Not at all.

As he pondered for a while, a quick realization hit his mind.

"I should just check my full system stats."

At the moment, Arnold didn\'t know how much progress he had made in his attributes and intelligence. Most times, the system wouldn\'t mind giving a notification due to the state he could be at the exact time.

[Name: Max Fury.]

[Age: 23.]

[Signature Finish: Neckbuster (S-class), Sorrowful Kiss (SS-class), Clothesline (F-class).]

[Skills: Neckbuster, Sorrowful Kiss...]

[Skill Level (Intelligence): 63.]

[Agility: 32.]

[Strength: 31.]

[Endurance: 29.]

[Attack Power: 26.]

[Titles: Grindhouse Omega Championship.]

[Honors: None.]

[Wages: $2500 weekly.]

"Wait??? Why haven\'t I discovered it yet?!" There was a mix of shock and excitement on Arnold\'s face at that moment.

"My... My overall attribute points have surpassed 100, making me eligible for a new Skill right?" Arnold couldn\'t help but ask, his voice breaking at every word.

[Yes, host. Actually...]

"I want to claim it! Can I earn the damned skill now???" Arnold requested without hesitation, curious.

[If you say so...]

[You have gained 100 overall attribute points.]

[Congratulations, you have gained a new Skill.]

[Skill: RKO (S-class).]

"What? RKO???"

Puzzled Arnold asked with broadened lips.