Free Web NovelChapter 194: Chapter 129: All of You, Come at Me Together
He looked toward the members of Jinshi Boxing Hall opposite him. Luo Yan still hadn’t managed to break through to the veteran Elite Level.
He, on the other hand, had already cultivated his Life Energy to 80 points a few days ago—more than enough to handle any disciple from Jinshi Boxing Hall.
"However, from the looks of things."
Zhan Diao glanced at the ring again, shaking his head. "I’m afraid Junior Brother Lei alone will be enough to force Luo Yan to step in."
His tone was flat, his expression full of disdain for Jinshi Boxing Hall.
The other Professional-Level True Disciples by his side all nodded in agreement.
They looked over.
BAM!!
On the ring, Zheng Wu was struck by a Thunder Fist. With a cry, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
And yet, despite this, Lei Chongming showed no restraint.
Instead, he pressed his advantage, grabbing his opponent’s shoulder and hammering a series of heavy punches into his chest with all his might.
A series of sickening thuds echoed.
Below the ring, Lin Qingxue’s face went pale, her will to fight nearly extinguished.
To the side, Luo Yan’s expression was grim as he shot forward.
"We forfeit this match!"
Without hesitation, he rushed to Zheng Wu’s aid.
Hearing this, Lei Chongming glanced toward the spectators’ seats. Seeing Lei Wanjun nod, he finally released his grip, tossing Zheng Wu aside like a piece of trash.
"Well, that was easy."
He said nonchalantly, ignoring Luo Yan’s dark expression as he deliberately provoked him with contempt, "To think the great Jinshi Boxing Hall doesn’t have a single person who can put up a fight."
"Hahahaha, how boring."
He laughed intentionally. To the side, the disciples from Thunder Extreme Boxing Hall who had come to show their might all joined in, their laughter wild and unrestrained.
Seeing this, Luo Yan helped Zheng Wu off the ring, swallowing his rage.
His gaze fell on Lin Qingxue, only to see her face was pale, as if she was hesitating to go up on the ring.
"Tsk, tsk, Senior Brother Luo..."
Witnessing this, Lei Chongming gave a mocking smile.
He raised his hand and pointed at the crowd from Jinshi Boxing Hall, his finger singling out Lin Qingxue and the other disciples.
"Looks like your boxing hall is fresh out of guts. Scared already, are we?"
He taunted. Lin Qingxue’s face flushed then paled, and she averted her gaze.
The other Fighting Level disciples were filled with shock and anger, unsure how to respond.
"And that dog Lu, he didn’t even show up. Tsk, tsk, what a shame. Looks like your boxing hall is full of deserters."
"But no matter..." He gave a sardonic smile, baring his teeth in a sinister grin, and challenged Luo Yan, "Senior Brother Luo, why don’t you have a go?"
"It’s perfect. I’d love to see if you... can manage to kill me today."
...
VROOOM!
The taxi sped along, racing straight for Jinshi Boxing Hall.
Sitting in the back seat, Lu Chao repeatedly glanced at his watch, his expression grim.
More than ten minutes had passed since his breakthrough to the Elite Level.
And this was the fastest he could possibly get to the hall.
[Ring Daily: Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall Visits Jinshi Boxing Hall for a Martial Arts Exchange Today!]
The taxi’s radio was tuned to the Ring Daily channel. Hearing the broadcast, Lu Chao narrowed his eyes.
[According to our sources, the competing disciple from Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall is Lei Chongming, the exceptionally talented son of Master Lei Wanjun. Despite being under twenty-two, he possesses 69 points of Life Energy and has vowed to challenge every disciple of Jinshi Boxing Hall, including those at the Elite Level. Our on-site reporter notes that his presence is staggering, already showing the bearing of an Elite...]
[The challenger from Jinshi Boxing Hall is Zheng Wu, a True Disciple of Master Luo...]
The news report continued. It sounded like a Ring Daily reporter was on the scene, providing live commentary on the martial arts exchange.
The driver, a middle-aged man, was clearly an avid fan of Martial Arts competitions.
After listening for a while, he sighed and gently shook his head.
"Jinshi Boxing Hall... I’m afraid they’re in for a rough time."
His tone was one of resignation, tinged with a hint of pity.
Anyone could see how this would end. You could tell from the idle chatter around the Iron Ring District; no one thought they could win.
After all, Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall was a long-established institution with deep roots. Jinshi Boxing Hall had been in Ring City for less than three years. How could they possibly compare?
"I heard they finally produced a genius not long ago, but he ended up crippled."
"To be honest, I’ve seen Master Luo a few times myself. He seems like a pretty easygoing guy. I just can’t figure out why he would’ve provoked Master Lei in the first place..."
The driver didn’t seem to understand. Lu Chao heard him but remained silent.
The radio broadcast continued, carrying the sounds of Zheng Wu and Lei Chongming’s exchange.
"What a move! As fast as lightning!"
"Lei Chongming is truly formidable! He’s capitalizing on his opponent’s every opening... The True Disciple from Jinshi Boxing Hall is on his last legs!"
A continuous barrage of muffled impacts from fists and palms blasted through the radio, so vivid you could almost picture the scene just by listening.
Finally.
BANG!
The sound of a fist, like a crack of thunder, boomed and echoed throughout the entire venue.
At that moment, the taxi finally arrived at the entrance of Jinshi Boxing Hall.
"That’s our Senior Brother Lei!!"
"When the Thunder Fist strikes, who can possibly stand against it?"
"HAHAHAHA!!"
The wild laughter from within the boxing hall could be heard even outside its iron gates and walls.
Many passersby had stopped nearby. Some were peering through the iron gate and over the walls, while others had climbed onto the second story of nearby buildings, all clamoring for a view of the scene inside.
Without a word, Lu Chao paid the fare, opened the door, and stepped out of the car.
"Hey, young man, are you from Jinshi Boxing Hall?"
The middle-aged taxi driver hesitated for a moment before he couldn’t help but ask.
Lu Chao stopped in his tracks, then nodded.
"Yeah."
After answering, he saw a look of "I knew it" in the driver’s eyes. He slowly turned and walked toward the hall’s open iron gate.
"Then why are you still heading in? It’s too risky."
The taxi driver’s voice came from behind him again. "Don’t mind me for being a busybody, but you’re still young. No need to go down with a sinking ship. Worst case, you can just find another martial arts hall..."
"Thanks."
Lu Chao didn’t turn back, his voice carrying steadily to the driver’s ears.
"But..."
THUD!
He took a step and walked into the boxing hall.
It wasn’t just the driver. His entrance drew the attention of many spectators at Jinshi Boxing Hall, and eyes gradually turned toward him.
A young man with a calm expression and a buzz cut, dressed in a white training uniform, walked forward at a steady pace under the excited gazes of the disciples at the gate.
"I don’t think my coming here today counts as a risk."
His tone was calm. Lu Chao’s eyes first met Luo Qianshan’s from across the grounds. He met the master’s suddenly shocked and questioning gaze with a slight nod before stepping onto the concrete training field.
Then, his gaze fell on Zheng Wu, whose chest had been caved in. He was gravely injured, vomiting blood, and on the verge of unconsciousness.
He also saw Lin Qingxue, her fighting spirit gone, her expression flickering as she hesitated to enter the ring.
Lu Chao walked step-by-step past the crowds of spectators from other halls, giving a nod to Luo Yan, who was about to step up and fight.
"Jinshi Boxing Hall taught me how to fight and passed its Fighting Skills on to me."
"So..."
He looked at Lei Chongming, who was still on the ring with a contemptuous sneer, clamoring to challenge the Elite Level disciples. He then looked at the members of the Thunder Extreme Martial Arts Hall, who were all laughing raucously.
"Since you’re here to challenge our hall, let’s not waste any more time."
"All of you..."
He slowly walked closer, raising his hand to point at the group from Thunder Extreme, including the Elite Level Zhan Diao.
"Come at me together."
