My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire?

Chapter 626

626  Chapter 625

Keira had yet to make her move or reveal her identity, for she was waiting for Fox's contingency plan.

She knew that Fox, cunning as they were, wouldn't have only made plans concerning the Special Division...

As Fox's schemes surfaced one by one, she began to admire that person!

Because!

Even before the Special Division got involved, Fox had already managed to plant two moles in the division.

This meant that all over Crera, countless places were under Fox's influence!

Just how many years had this person been operating in Crera?

Far from basking in self-satisfaction for being the senior sister of the Freeman Sect and conveniently being able to counter Fox's move, Keira only felt terror and retrospective fear.

Her identity as the senior sister of the Freeman Sect was an opportunity, a chance encounter with her master in Oceanion.

However, these were all part of Fox's plan, be it Terry and Mike or King!

If Keira hadn't met her master, he might still be scouring the world for his last disciple, and the Freeman Sect would be without a senior sister. In that case, James would have been the mightiest in this generation.

But it just so happened that King could outmatch James by a wide margin!

While Keira was lost in thought, King had already taken off his shirt, revealing his solid muscles. He clapped his hands, making his arm muscles bulge, displaying a strong sense of power.

With each step he took, his muscles seemed to wobble slightly, but his footsteps remained steady. His imposing presence and massive build made him feel like a towering mountain.

He was like a mountain that could neither be crossed nor conquered!

All the members of the Special Division immediately swallowed hard.

Even Luke, the ever-unconvinced rebellious man, couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment.

James said, "I never expected someone could train their muscles so well. Each of his muscles seems perfectly formed. It feels as though he was born to box!

"Good heavens, if he landed a punch on my face, my brains would probably splatter out! "

Terry and Mike exchanged a glance before they spoke.

"Exactly, I dare not step up anymore. It's not that I'm scared, but it's pointless to do so. Others might be able to wear him down a bit, but if I had to fight him, he would defeat me like picking up a chick, and it would disgrace the Special Division!"

"I can't bring myself to do it either. It's just too embarrassing," Mike whispered. "And King has always been someone I admire. He's a hero. I have even read an interview about him. His persistence in boxing truly reflects his life's struggle; he was a person who couldn't afford meals as a child. Step by step, he reached where he is today, and he deserves our respect. If we win against him in a war of attrition, wouldn't that be shameless?"

No sooner had they said that than those who had considered taking turns to wear King down began to hesitate.

They were willing to be cannon fodder as long as James and Luke could win the match. Sustaining injuries didn't matter to them because they still remembered the oath of joining the Special Division.

But upon hearing what Terry and Mike had said, they suddenly felt that even if such a war of attrition led to victory, it would be a dishonorable win.

Everyone fell into silence.

King scanned the crowd, then turned to look at the person in charge from Interpol.

That person immediately stepped forward. "I suppose the people from the Special Division wouldn't stoop to a war of attrition, right? Here's what we can do. You can select ten people, and if any of them defeats King, then the prisoner is yours. But if King defeats all ten people, the prisoner is ours! How about it?"

At these words, the members of the Special Division felt even more embarrassed.

They might not be able to defeat King with ten people, but would it be glorious if they did win?

Luke immediately said, "What are you still waiting for? Any volunteers?"

He and James were the most capable in the Special Division and surely had to be the last to go in case someone managed to defeat King.

Thus, they needed eight others to take the first hits.

But as soon as he said that, everyone went silent.

In modern times, people were concerned with saving face, and other members of the Special Division found the idea too embarrassing.

Luke frowned. "What's wrong with you all?"

Everyone looked down, too afraid to speak.

Luke became impatient. "Is this the time to save face? We must win no matter what! Get on with it!"

Then Mike said, "You make it sound so easy... but it is too shameful!"

While everyone hesitated, Brian suddenly said, "I'm of an old age now, and my strength has declined. I'm plagued by sickness. I shouldn't overestimate myself, but seeing King, I can't hold back. How about I spar with him first?"

With those words, he stepped forward.