Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1474 - 1473

When Elina made her entrance, the two duelists who were gearing up for the fight were instantly captivated by her. Both of them looked entranced, to the point where they couldn’t look away.

It seemed that they had reached a level of obsession with Elina, willing to go through fire and water for her. Convincing them to abandon the duel would not be easy, just like persuading two stubborn bulls to turn back.

"What are you waiting for? I’ll let you make the first move!" The Huaxia man said. As he spoke, he looked at Elina, "Elina, I will win this victory for you!"

Elina’s expression remained indifferent, and she did not respond.

Simon was also undeterred, expressing his resolve to Elina: "My dear, you are my woman, and I intend to prove that I am the man worthy of you!"

Elina remained indifferent, even showing a hint of disdain in her gaze.

Their duel over her seemed unrelated to her as if she had no concern for either of them.

Simon adopted an attacking stance. Although he had no formal combat training, being a noble, he had at least seen how pigs are caught even if he hadn’t slaughtered one, so his stance was somewhat decent.

However...

Before Simon could make his move, with a sudden bang, the Huaxia man punched forward, hitting Simon squarely on the nose.

Simon staggered backward several steps, blood gushing from his nose, as he cried out in pain.

"What the..."

Simon wobbled and managed to steady himself. He touched his nose, and seeing the blood on his hands, he felt faint.

The Huaxia man clenched his fists in a standard boxing stance; it seemed there was indeed some skill in that punch.

"Oh!"

The onlookers gasped in amazement; some applauded, some screamed. This Huaxia man was so fierce that he couldn’t help but earn cheers from the crowd.

With just one move, it seemed the outcome was decided; Simon surely was no match for the Huaxia man.

"Still want to fight?" The Huaxia man said arrogantly, looking down on Simon.

Simon was puzzled, the gap really seemed large; with just one punch, he was disoriented. If he continued, he’d be in for a thrashing.

According to the rules of the duel, it was supposed to continue until one party admitted defeat. If Simon didn’t concede, the duel would continue unless Simon was knocked out, which would mean the duel ended in failure.

Simon didn’t want to fail; he was so fond of Elina that admitting defeat or failing would mean he could never have her.

Simon couldn’t help but cast a pleading glance, turning to the crowd to find Lin Fan.

Lin Fan had promised to help him, but Simon still didn’t understand exactly how Lin Fan planned to assist him. Had Lin Fan not?

Seeing the pitiful Simon, Prince Harry sighed, "Mr. Lin, I don’t know how to persuade him either; I’m afraid he won’t listen to me. Can you do me this favor?"

Lin Fan said, "I’ll give it a try."

At this moment, the Huaxia man sneered and said, "What are you looking around for? Besides conceding, no one can save you!"

He was about to throw the second punch.

"Hold on!"

Lin Fan called out loudly, stepping forward.

Immediately, all eyes turned to Lin Fan; the crowd was perplexed by this sudden intervention, not knowing who he was or what he intended.

Even Elina looked at Lin Fan, her brow furrowing momentarily before relaxing with a hint of disdain.

No doubt about it, this Lin Fan was certainly also one of her suitors. Although she had no impression of him, someone coming forth at this moment could only be another pursuer, right?

Simon was surprised Lin Fan stepped in directly, also caught off guard.

Lin Fan said, "Pause the match. I have a few questions because I want to clarify some things. Oh, I forgot to mention, I am Simon’s friend. I care deeply about my friend and feel it necessary to step in."

The Huaxia man looked Lin Fan over and disdainfully said, "Simon’s friend? No way. Simon, are you asking this fool to help you fight? Fine, you both come at me together!"

So arrogant!

The onlookers couldn’t help but laugh.

Lin Fan said, "Watch your mouth. I’m from Huaxia, and in some way, we are compatriots."

At these words, the Huaxia man’s expression became more disdainful, and he sneered, "Compatriot? Who’s your compatriot? I’m an authentic Englishman, don’t try to bring up relations here, Huaxia People! Who the hell wants to be from a third world country? Look at your pathetic state, don’t try to get close to me. To put it bluntly, I’m grossed out!"

Everyone burst into laughter, enjoying the drama.

Lin Fan: "..."

A fine "who’s your compatriot" indeed!

It seems this person is truly a "banana," yellow on the outside but white on the inside, with no ambiguity.

In that case, Lin Fan doesn’t need to treat him as a compatriot, and with just a word, he discerned the person’s attitude toward Huaxia.

He had thought that if this "banana" still recognized Huaxia, he wouldn’t help the white man against him. But if this "banana" didn’t acknowledge Huaxia, he needn’t view him as a compatriot.

Now, since this "banana" spoke ill of Huaxia, Lin Fan still wouldn’t help the white man against him, but this time, Lin Fan himself intended to give him a bit of Huaxia’s greetings.

Lin Fan temporarily ignored the Huaxia man, turned to Elina, and smiled, "Miss Elina, my friend Mr. Simon is in a duel for you. I want to know if the victor among them will win your affection? Will you leave with him?"

Elina’s face turned cold, seemingly unwilling to engage with Lin Fan. She didn’t seem to regard Lin Fan at all.

Lin Fan said, "If you don’t answer, that’s easy. I’ll assume you mean yes. Everyone here will bear witness. If my friend Simon wins, I will go to your Davis Family with him overnight to arrange the wedding date with your father. At that time, you won’t be able to deny it; you’ll have to marry my friend!"

The Huaxia man sneered, "Big talk, let’s see if this guy can even win against me!"

Lin Fan said, "Miss Elina, you still have a chance. Otherwise, once it’s settled, I guarantee you will have to marry Simon, and from what I see, you have no affection for Simon. Do I have it right?"

The Huaxia man laughed, "Simon, did you hear that? Your friend just said it; Miss Elina doesn’t care about you. Aren’t you ashamed to not concede voluntarily?"

Lin Fan chuckled, "Fool, just because Elina doesn’t like Simon, you think she likes you? You are also absent in her eyes!"

The words angered the Huaxia man, "Shut up!"

Lin Fan said, "If I’m not mistaken, Miss Irina already has someone in her heart. Unfortunately, it is neither of you. So, why does Miss Elina still have them duel for her? Is she playing with people?"

Elina’s face changed, for Lin Fan had guessed correctly; indeed, she already had someone in mind, and it wasn’t Simon or the Huaxia man.

Even so, Elina still wasn’t willing to engage with Lin Fan, remaining silent.

Lin Fan said, "Alright then, since Miss Elina keeps silent, let’s go by the rules. My friend wins, he marries you! Simon, come over here."