Everyone already thought that Clark already had this battle in the bag.
Terence was definitely skilled in his own way, but compared to the scion of the Ashford Clan, he still fell short.
Little did they know that Clark wanted to defy everyone's expectations, and what would work better than conceding the match?
This was the idea playing inside his head, which he knew for certain would be a blow to the prestige of the Ashford Clan.
He could already imagine how furious his father and grandfather would be the moment he threw the towel and walked out of the arena without a fight.
Clark thought long and hard about this moment the entire night, so now, he was already at peace with his decision.
However, at that exact moment, a notification sound was heard coming from his communicator.
Clark glanced at the teenage boy standing on the stage, who was looking in his direction.
He just received a message from none other than Zion, and it read…