"This gentleman has won!" When Cliff was punched out of the ring by Hao Jian, the referee in the arena, with trembling hands, loudly announced to everyone. Although the rules of the underground boxing gym in Hua City are varied, they have one commonality: no matter who the opposing sides are, the person who falls out of the ring is considered the loser. And now Hao Jian has used three punches, with the last punch sending Cliff out of the ring, meaning Hao Jian won this match that no one favored! When everyone thought Cliff would be the ultimate winner, they were suddenly stunned to find that Hao Jian, whom they looked down on and had no hope for, won the fight. This feeling of shock gradually turned into amazement, and later transformed into pride, especially since the victory was won by Hao Jian, a Huaxia person, rather than Cliff, a foreigner. "Won! Hao Jian won! Little Xiaoxue!" When the referee shouted those words, the group of girls in the audience finally relaxed, with Ye Ni excitedly grabbing Lin Qingxue's arm, shaking it continuously. Lin Qingxue, affected by her actions, turned to look at Ye Ni, glared at her fiercely, and said, "It's just a win, why are you so excited? It was expected!" The source of this content ɪs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁 "Almost scared me to death!" Lin Qingxue's attention was all on Hao Jian, who just won and became the focus of many people. With the smile still on Hao Jian's face, Lin Qingxue unconsciously got absorbed. But when she was immersed in this world, she was suddenly pulled back by someone, giving her quite a fright. Fortunately, her heart was strong enough; otherwise, Ye Ni might have scared her heart to stop. Even if it didn't happen, it still made her heart leap, leaving her speechless. "Hehe, isn't it because I'm happy?!" Ye Ni didn't pay attention to Lin Qingxue's words; instead, she giggled, pointed at Hao Jian, and suddenly said, "Little Xiaoxue, you really have confidence in your man!" Upon hearing that, Lin Qingxue turned her head with a slight smile: "Since he said he'd do it, I knew he would, after all, he said..." With a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, Hao Jian looked expressionlessly at Cliff in the distance, who was still struggling on the ground, seemingly severely injured, yet had no visible injuries. This inevitably led to doubts about whether he was faking it. But on second thought, it seemed impossible, given Cliff is a foreigner full of national pride; how could someone like him fake a fight in Huaxia? Moreover, his previously arrogant attitude seemed above such acts, so it must be due to Hao Jian's prowess. Immediately, while some spectators erupted in cheers, others showed a solemn look in their eyes. Someone who could defeat Cliff with three moves is undoubtedly a strong contender! Also, judging by his appearance, he seemed to have never participated in the underground boxing gym's competitions, as most spectators knew the gym's members and none of them were like Hao Jian. The reason these spectators were aware was that they were senior members of the underground boxing gym, but today only those belonging to this gym came. "Boss, this person seems to be a newcomer." In the audience, Secretary Zhong easily spotted it, but this time, his arrogance towards Zhao Wei was nowhere to be seen; instead, he lowered his voice to speak to a robust man. This man appeared to be about forty years old, with hands as large as palm fans, suggesting he was a trained fighter. Yet, he exuded the aura of a leader; even adorned with gold accessories, he had none of a tycoon's vulgarity, instead showing grandeur. This person was the owner of this underground boxing gym, named Cheng Ting, with Zhao Wei being one of the signed members in his gym, among others. If not for Zhao Wei's good fortune, winning by a stroke against two gym members, he wouldn't have been the first in Hua City's underground boxing match; it might have been someone else. This illustrates Cheng Ting's talent in spotting individuals, as, in the entire underground boxing match, the two who made it to the end were from his gym. The rest of the gyms' people were defeated by them; otherwise, Cliff wouldn't have come to Cheng Ting's gym to find someone for a duel. Cheng Ting inhaled a bit of his cigar, his eyes dispassionately watching Hao Jian in the arena, his expression somewhat aloof, since he leads more than a thousand men, including talents like Zhao Wei. With so much confidence, wouldn't he dare to be aloof? "Go find Zhao Wei for me. If I remember correctly, he seems to be the one who brought this person." Cheng Ting pointed to Hao Jian in the ring, then exhaled with a sardonic smile: "Remember, tell him not to play any tricks. I don't want this talent slipping away from my grasp." Upon hearing this, Secretary Zhong nodded and left without a word. Secretary Zhong had been by Cheng Ting's side for seven or eight years, having been with him ever since this boxing gym was established. So, he understood his boss's thoughts and actions clearly. "Well, I can finally report to that girl." Looking towards the audience area, Hao Jian glanced at Lin Qingxue and smiled gently, with a hint of affection. Speaking of which, he wasn't exactly an angry youth anymore. If it weren't for Lin Qingxue, he wouldn't bother with this kind of matter. To him, Cliff was nothing more than a tiny ant. But at that time, he could clearly feel Lin Qingxue's angry heartbeat, so he made a decision without hesitation. Lin Qingxue's anger was his anger, and anyone Lin Qingxue wanted to deal with was his opponent. Shaking his head, Hao Jian intended to leave the boxing ring. After all, standing here was just for the spectators, and he had no interest in being the center of attention like a circus monkey. It wasn't that he disliked the feeling of being watched, but rather that these places made him somewhat uncomfortable. More so, with Lin Qingxue above, he wanted to return to her side as soon as possible. As Hao Jian slowly stepped down from the boxing ring, he encountered Cliff being supported by staff. Just as Hao Jian wanted to pass by expressionlessly, Cliff suddenly called out to him. In his eyes, starlight twinkled as he looked anxiously at Hao Jian, appearing very afraid of Hao Jian leaving. Stopping, Hao Jian looked at Cliff, his expression indifferent. He had no good feelings towards Cliff. It was purely out of courtesy that he stopped to hear what Cliff had to say. But immediately after, Hao Jian regretted stopping. Cliff, seeing Hao Jian's expression, showed a fluctuating demeanor. Ultimately, he gritted his teeth, abruptly pushing away the two staff members supporting him, and knelt down in front of Hao Jian, much to his surprise. "What are you doing?!" Hao Jian's voice carried a tone of confusion. Cliff's eyes sparkled. The moment he looked at Hao Jian, it became one of reverence. He said loudly, "I want to ask you to accept me as your student!" "Your skill is too strong. It's exactly what I seek. I hope you can teach me your Martial Arts!" When Cliff said this, the expressions of everyone present instantly froze. Did they hear wrong? This Cliff, the arrogant Cliff, actually wanted to become the apprentice of this young man?! Faced with everyone's shock, Cliff had no intention of paying it any mind. To him, meeting Hao Jian was his greatest luck. After all, he had come to Huaxia to find a master who could teach him Martial Arts, and now this master was standing right in front of him. Moreover, this master's strength was beyond his expectations, managing to make him almost unable to stand with just three moves. And he could feel that this person hadn't even used their full strength! "Accept a student? Martial Arts?" Hao Jian was somewhat stunned at first, then slightly shook his head and said to Cliff: "I never accept students, nor do I intend to. Even if I wanted to, it wouldn't be someone like you who drags national grudges into everything." "Besides, you think you saw Martial Arts based on those few moves?" Hao Jian chuckled softly, then suddenly fixed his gaze on Cliff and said: "What you saw, what I used, was merely the combat techniques of the Huaxia military." "If I were using Martial Arts, you might not even withstand a single move, and besides, you wouldn't be able to tell it was Martial Arts in just one move." Without any hesitation, Hao Jian directly refused Cliff's request to become his disciple, listing a whole host of reasons and errors for not accepting him. As for the kneeling Cliff, his eyes dazed as Hao Jian spoke, even the starlike reverence in his eyes slowly faded. The clarity in his gaze was gradually returning, and upon seeing this, Hao Jian shook his head, paid no mind, and turned to leave. Just as he was about to exit, he suddenly clutched his forehead, feeling weary. It was because someone else was coming...