Free Web NovelChapter 719: Chapter 79: Han Zhan Takes the Stage!
Han Zhan?!
Luo Keyang was momentarily dumbfounded.
This name, indeed left him utterly speechless.
Could it be someone with the same name?
No, that can’t be. His subordinate just said, Life Span Boxing Ring’s Level 3 Venue Management, Han Zhan!
Besides the one who was just promoted, who else could it be!
Wasn’t he just supposed to finish a date with Luo Qiuhong?
Right after the date, he steps onto the life-and-death boxing ring. What kind of development is this!
Luo Keyang realized he couldn’t comprehend it at all.
"My lord? My lord!"
The subordinate called out twice, snapping Luo Keyang out of his daze.
"Mm-hmm, mm?"
"My lord, about this challenge application, should we agree or disagree?" the subordinate tentatively asked.
Luo Keyang thought for a moment, then waved his hand.
"Agree!"
"Why not agree."
"Let him on stage, what could possibly go wrong?"
Thinking of this, Luo Keyang not only didn’t hesitate but also felt a bit of anticipation.
He also wanted to see, how Han Zhan, who had just dated Luo Qiuhong, would be explosively defeated by her on the life-and-death boxing ring.
Thinking of this, he looked up at his subordinate again: "Go, get me a ticket to watch on Ring No. 1. I want to see it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed his subordinate standing there like a wooden stake, motionless.
"What are you standing there for? Go!"
"My lord... um... the tickets are already sold out..." the subordinate stammered in response.
Sold out? So fast?
Luo Keyang’s mouth twitched; he wanted to curse, but there seemed to be nothing to curse about, so he dropped it.
"Leave then." He waved his hand in annoyance.
Ring No. 1.
The audience seats.
Today’s seats were fully occupied.
Even with soaring ticket prices, nothing could dampen the audience’s enthusiasm.
They wanted to witness history.
Witness the glorious moment belonging to Pure Beauty Paradise’s Life Span Boxing Ring.
Sword Hero Star, Tier Nine Ultimate, Luo Qiuhong.
Facing off against three Tier Nine Ultimate Realm challengers!
The moment the digital display board’s images appeared, the audience erupted into enthusiastic cheers.
"Luo Qiuhong! Luo Qiuhong! Luo Qiuhong!"
Many people shouted Luo Qiuhong’s name, and the atmosphere reached its peak.
"Ladies and gentlemen!"
At this moment, the commentator’s voice boomed from above the stands.
"I just received the latest information; another challenger has chosen to join the challengers’ lineup, challenging our defender today, Luo Qiuhong!"
"Great!"
"Haha! Excellent!"
"Four, plus six from yesterday, just make ten!"
"Defeat them, and it’s a ten-win streak!"
"Ten-win streak! Ten-win streak! Ten-win streak!"
"..."
The crowd’s reaction was intense and emotional, while only a few staff members sitting at the edge of the stands, near the narrow gap in the railing, looked dumbfounded.
Luo Heng rubbed his eyes hard.
He confirmed he hadn’t seen wrong.
On him, each cleansing team’s members were doing the same action.
"No eye tricks, no mistake."
"The last challenger appearing on the digital display is Han Zhan?"
"Not a duplicate name, the image on the board is out, and it’s definitely Han Zhan!"
Everyone was bewildered.
How could this happen?
It’s just been half a day since they last saw him, how did he turn into a challenger?
"Could it be, a love-hate relationship?" a cleansing team member speculated.
"Could it be that Lord Han Zhan couldn’t satisfy Lord Luo Qiuhong, so love turned to hate!"
"I don’t think so. You think there’s a possibility that stepping onto Ring No. 1, including all of us here, is just part of their play?"
Other cleansing team members: "Slick."
Luo Heng: "Slick."
Luo Keyang: "Slick."
"I couldn’t tell, you guys have such talent among your team members."
"You really play well." Luo Keyang exclaimed.
Luo Heng was startled to see Luo Keyang sitting beside him.
"Lo... Lo... Lo..." He started stuttering.
"Why are you here, oh no, I mean, how come you’re sitting here?"
Luo Heng quickly considered his words before speaking.
Not asking was fine, but asking made Luo Keyang’s face darken.
"Couldn’t get a ticket to the stands, just found a place to sit, is there a problem?"
Hearing Luo Keyang’s unfriendly tone, Luo Heng quickly shook his head.
Luo Keyang didn’t dwell on it further; the cleansing team member’s remark opened his thoughts:
"You guys don’t think they’re planning to do anything inappropriate on Ring No. 1, right?"
A drop of cold sweat hung on Luo Heng’s forehead.
"Impossible, unless both of them are perverts with special hobbies."
"But from my interactions with Lord Han Zhan, he shouldn’t be."
"Then why do you think Han Zhan signed up for the boxing match?"
Luo Keyang mused, stroking his chin, puzzled, "Can’t possibly be to kill Luo Qiuhong and take the reward of authority?"
"That’s the least likely, should be ruled out first."
"Or perhaps, he’s planning a romantic proposal to Luo Qiuhong on Ring No. 1? Make us all witnesses?"
Listening to Luo Keyang’s musings, Luo Heng was a bit surprised.
"My lord, are you not worried?"
"Worried? About what?" Luo Keyang glanced at Luo Heng, "No matter what he plans, today’s Life Span Boxing Ring’s discussion topic will reach its peak."
"As a manager, I only care about one thing, which is the revenue point."
"If Han Zhan’s actions can increase the revenue points for Life Span Boxing Ring, what do I have to worry about?"
Luo Heng nodded in realization, not forgetting to flatter, "My lord is wise, indeed you are exceptionally intelligent!"
Luo Keyang was slightly pleased by the compliment.
He extended his hand toward Luo Heng.
"What are you standing there for? Get me some sunflower seeds, peanuts, and beer as well."
"Can’t you see the boxing challenge is starting?"
On Ring No. 1.
Luo Qiuhong, holding the National Sorrow Sword, was facing her first challenger of the day.
The fully restored National Sorrow Sword, at the hilt, bore a deep dark red pupil slowly opening.
At the moment the evil eye opened,
Luo Qiuhong simultaneously unsheathed the National Sorrow Sword.
The battle officially began!
Yesterday’s six battles with the Tier Nine Ultimate had intensified the aura of the National Sorrow Sword.
Even a Tier Nine Peak Ultimate, without merging with authority, is no match for the National Sorrow Sword.
The three battles not only didn’t diminish its momentum but made it grow stronger with each fight.
Seven wins, eight wins, nine wins in a row!
The audience in the stands cheered madly, waving excitedly.
The evil eye of the National Sorrow Sword was now fully open, emitting a bewitchingly red light.
Luo Qiuhong stood on Ring No. 1,
waiting for the last opponent.
At that moment, the unstoppable Sword Qi surged onto the ring from the other side.
A dazzlingly bright golden Ancient Divine Sword materialized above the ring!
Han Zhan, takes the stage!
