Filed To Story: My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel
Boxing was an athletic sport as well as an art form. It required powerful muscle strength, strong psychological warfare and strenuous physical activity.
A standard boxing match required 5 rounds; each round lasting 2 minutes, until one of the competitors get knocked out for 10 seconds. The one left standing is the winner.
Eric wasn’t in the mood to endure multiple rounds with Eustace. So, the two men agreed to just one round.
While Eric was still in the change room, Eustace swiftly wr*pped his hands in bandages and put on his boxing gloves. In order to prove that a match was of a high caliber, professional boxers usually didn’t wear helmets nor armor. So, Eustace also didn’t to put any on. He simply appeared in front of everyone wearing a pair of shorts and soft-soled shoes.
Eustace’s body wasn’t bad, his arms and legs were toned and his muscles were well sculpted; he was definitely stronger than the average man. However, his skin was pale like a delicate woman; the reason why Eric called him scrawny.
Even though Eric called him scrawny, he still received a huge round of applause and endless cheers as soon as he appeared in the ring.
Afterwards, Eustace did some warm-up exercises in the ring. He seemed to enjoy being praised and admired by others. Even if he wasn’t the heir to Star King, he would have still pursued the path of a famous superstar. Only then could he enjoy the attention that a normal person never experienced.
Both the Roberts and Quincey elders sat amongst the audience. Upon seeing his son, Old Quincey thought to himself: This brat. Even though he often plays with women, at least he hasn’t neglected his body. He actually looks pretty good!
Meanwhile, Second Master Roberts sat next to Old Quincey deep in thought, with his arms crossed. He was thinking about the last time Eric had thrown a punch; it had already been a decade ago. Back then, all it took was one punch to give his opponent a concussion. Now that 10 years had passed, he wasn’t as young and fit as before. It was expected that he wouldn’t use as much force. If he was to seriously injure Eustace, how would he compensate the Quincey family?
“Why hasn’t Mr. Roberts appeared yet?”
“To be honest, Mr. Quincey’s body is quite good.”
“Did you truly think that he was just a simple rich heir?”
After hearing the discussions behind him, Old Quincey suddenly felt quite proud. Although Star King had been supp**ssed by Kaleidoscope for years, if his son managed to beat Eric in terms of physique, it would be considered as a win nonetheless and would satisfy his pride.
“You people, it’s obvious you don’t work out, or else why would you think this body is considered good. You just wait and see!”
“But, I’ve never seen Mr. Roberts work out much…”
“Sorry to say, every single villa in Hyatt Regency contains its own gym. Did you think you would have the honor of seeing him work out?”
Second Master Roberts couldn’t stand the noisy chatter around him, so he cleared his throat, hinting for the reporters to watch what they were saying; couldn’t they see the two elders sitting there? Everyone quietened down.
Not long after, two figures entered the boxing stadium…
Originally, with the glare of the light behind them, their faces couldn’t be seen clearly. But, after Eric and Emma entered the stadium, the audience roared with excitement. Some people even stood up subconsciously.
Everyone scanned over every inch of Eric’s body in disbelief, like they were afraid they’d miss out if they didn’t look carefully…
His firm and well-proportioned 8-pack abs were sculpted like a Westerner’s body; his arms were strong and his fists were full of power. On top of everything, his skin was bronze and full of masculinity…
The reporters looked at Eric’s body in a daze. They almost forgot the camera in their hands.
“Oh God! Isn’t this too perfect? How many men would die for a body like this?”
“This is too shocking. Hurry, snap some photos!”
“Would you believe that Eustace won’t be able to handle even one punch from Mr. Roberts?”
“After seeing Mr. Roberts’s body, I suddenly feel that Eustace looks a little like a woman!”
After hearing the various opinions, Eustace glared at Eric who was approaching him…He suddenly felt his body burn up in a fiery pain!
Online, most people voted that his body was better than Eric’s, and he accepted the results proudly. He had never imagined Eric’s body would be this good. Wasn’t he renowned for being a workaholic?
He looked at Eric and then looked back at himself…
Eustace suddenly felt like running away. Looking at Eric’s muscly arms, he expected the force from Eric’s punch would definitely be shocking.
Emma followed behind Eric. On her arm, hung Eric’s black coat. Of course, from the reactions of the people present, she could already see who was going to win. Who told Eustace to have such a cheap mouth? Now, he deserved to be a sandbag for Eric.
Second Master Roberts looked at Eric admiringly. Who would have thought, after 10 years, his body was still in such great shape. In fact, it was even better than before.
On the other hand, Old Quincey’s face turned from red to white. He was beginning to worry whether Eustace would be able to stand back up after even one punch from Eric.
“Quick, snap a few more photos. How many men in New York have a body like this? Quick!”
“Haha, just the thought of it is so satisfying. The people that voted for Mr. Quincey are going to swell from this huge face slap. How could such a masculine man be gay? Quit joking!”
“Haiz…I really wish I was as lucky as Emma and be able to simply hold clothes for him.”
“Talking about Emma, what is going on with them? Have they swapped roles?”
The audience contained an atmosphere of excitement, especially when Eric entered the ring.
Eustace automatically took a few steps back. He was cautious but also unwilling to admit defeat.
Eric looked at Eustace before wr*pping his hands in bandages, “If you want to admit defeat, you still have time. Let me give you a warning, 10 years ago someone took a hit from me and is still in the hospital to this day.”
If Eric said these words while he was still dressed, Eustace would have definitely burst out laughing. But, Eric was currently standing half naked in front of him, overflowing with hormones and power; he didn’t dare to underestimate him.
Eustace looked at his opponent and back at himself. In the end, he admitted defeat before the fight even started, “I give up.”
He still had 4 more chances. He refused to believe that Eric would be advantageous in all of them!
Especially when it came to eating, drinking and entertainment, could anyone be better than him?
As soon as Eric heard the words ‘I give up’, he pointed to Emma and said, “You probably can’t even beat her…I do feel like I am being a bully by being up here. I’ll try my best to go easy on you next round.”
Eustace looked at Emma and scoffed, “There’s no way Mr. Roberts can continue to win.”
“Let’s wait and see.”
Eustace turned around and jumped out of the boxing ring. Upon returning to Old Quincey’s side he looked a bit ashamed. However, this outcome was better than being beaten and humiliated.
“I never imagined that young fellow had so many hidden talents. What do you plan on competing against next round? Bring out your strengths. I’m sure a goody-two-shoes like him won’t be able to compete!” Old Quincey replied.
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