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Chapter 379 Master of the Unexpected

Chapter 379 Master of the Unexpected

Though Alfred's antics added a surreal touch to the scene, most people in the audience were still deeply unsettled by Melody's reckless behavior.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before William stormed into the octagon with several burly men in tow

He glanced down at Collin, who was now little more than a ruined shell of a fighter, writhing on the ground. William's gaze swept over him with disdain as if looking at a piece of trash.

Collin continued to thrash and wail, his bloodied eyes streaming, his ribs shattered, and his knees twisted at unnatural angles as he knelt on the ground.

His voice, filled with pain, mingled with the festive strains of Jingle Bell Rock, creating a hauntingly grotesque effect.

"Melody, you openly broke the rules. In what was supposed to be a fair fight, you used vicious, underhanded techniques to cripple your opponent.

"According to the rules of the International Underground Boxing Tournament, you must now suffer the same punishment you inflicted on Collin, as a statement of our authority here in Gregoria. "Do you accept this punishment or not?"

William glared at Melody, flanked by the five hulking men who stood protectively around him, eyeing her warily.

They had all seen what she'd done to Collin, and were terrified she'd pull a similar move on them, perhaps gouging out an eye or worse.

To the untrained eye, it might have looked like Melody won purely through technique.

But in reality, the kind of power she displayed to go toe-to-toe with Collin was something only a fighter with extensive training in boxing and combat could possess.

That was why, even with the organizers present, they still had to approach her with extreme caution.

To their surprise, Melody just stood there, her expression calm as she looked down at Collin lying broken on the ground.

She let out a soft, mocking laugh, her lips barely curling, William, who exactly decided that / broke the rules?"

There was still a faint trace of blood on her fingertips-the same fingers she'd just used to dig into the eye socket of a supposedly unbeatable fighter.

William's breath caught at her casual tone, and he struggled to keep his voice steady as he replied, "Melody, are you still trying to deny it? Everyone saw you go for Collin's eyes. Every move you made was a lethal strike! Even if I were mistaken, could the entire audience have been wrong about what they saw?

"Enough of this. No matter how deadly your techniques are, there's no way you can take down my five guards here-

Chapter 379 Master of the Unexpected

William's sentence wasn't even finished before Melody moved.

In an instant, she was right in front of the first guard, her hand darting out like a ghostly blade.

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She struck his nose hard, using her fingers to drive against the bridge, instantly disrupting his balance before he even had a chance to react.

Melody followed up her strike with another brutal blow to the guard's nose. The nasal bone was fragile and easily shattered under impact, causing unbearable pain and temporarily blinding the opponent. "Ahh!!"

The guard screamed as his nose cracked with a sickening snap, the sound echoing through the arena.

The crowd could almost feel the agony as fragments of his shattered nasal bone seemed to drive into his skull.

His head lolled to the side, blood pouring from his eyes, nose, and mouth. He collapsed to the ground. dead on the spot.

The entire arena was stunned into silence..

Dmn it, organizers-why did you have to provoke her?

In that instant, some of the spectators snapped out of their shock, someone finally yelling, "Melody didn't break the rules! She's using Adaptive Combat, the strongest close-combat technique recognized worldwide!"

As soon as they heard the name of this fighting style, the crowd collectively held its breath, and even William and his guards couldn't help but take a step back, their faces pale with fear.

"No wonder ... no wonder Melody's techniques were so lethal, yet still within the bounds of combat rules," murmured one spectator.

"Adaptive Combat originated in chaotic environments. It's an unrestricted fighting style, designed for survival. The techniques are driven by instinct, targeting the opponent's most vulnerable points to maximize self-defense and ensure victory. "It's not about cruelty, exactly. In Adaptive Combat, any movement is allowed as long as it serves the goal of survival!

"Melody's small frame moved with a precision and fluidity that made her as deadly as a blade. With each leap and strike, she resembled a sharp dagger capable of piercing any weak point as soon as she chose to.

Hearing the explanation from a professional, the audience quickly looked up information on Adaptive Combat-a rare, vicious combat style that had been nearly forgotten by niost because of its brutality.

As they read about it, the crowd's view of Melody shifted from suspicion and wariness to awe and even fanatical admiration.