章節 37: Come After You
編輯: Atlas Studios
Zhou Chen suddenly became more aggressive. He was no longer dodging or matching the attacks to reach a draw. Instead, he actively attacked his opponent, looking like he wanted to knock the young man out quickly.
The youth felt the pressure he was facing suddenly increase. He could originally fight evenly with Zhou Chen, but now, he felt like he might collapse at any moment.
Unlike him, who felt that his stamina was exhausted, Zhou Chen's attack speed and strength did not decrease but increased instead. After using his arms to block a few punches, he felt that he could not stand stably.
He used the interval in Zhou Chen's attacks and was about to counterattack when Zhou Chen's side kick hit his thigh again, making him feel a wave of soreness in his leg and almost lose consciousness.
"Not good… I can't hold on anymore…"
The young man in casual clothes, who felt his body become heavy and stiff, also felt his heart become heavy. He lowered his body to lower his center of gravity a little. He began to defend with all his might, hoping that his opponent would show flaws because of excessive physical exhaustion after this wave of attack, allowing him to find a chance to counterattack.
However, Zhou Chen did not show any signs of exhaustion from the continuous attacks. Instead, his attacks became faster and faster. After a heavy punch was barely blocked by the young man, he suddenly raised his right leg and kicked at the young man's waist.
This attack was like the last bag of rice that crushed a camel. The already unsteady young man in casual clothes directly collapsed on the stage.
The referee immediately went forward and bent down to count numbers in the young man's ear, urging him to quickly get up or he would lose.
"One…"
"Two…"
When the referee counted to two in the young man's ears, the young man finally propped up an arm and sat up. However, this was not enough, because he had to stand up to continue the competition.
"I admit defeat."
The young man sat up and raised his head to speak to the referee, directly admitting defeat and giving up the competition.
Zhou Chen, who was standing at the side of the ring, couldn't help but glance at him. He felt that this person knew his own limitations. He knew that since he couldn't win, there was no reason to persist on fighting and get beaten senselessly. He chose to give up his face.
The battle had ended. Since it was not an official match, there was no announcement of the winner. Zhou Chen quickly took off the boxing gloves in his hand and handed them to the referee before walking down the stage. The defeated young man also stood up after sitting for a few seconds and slowly got off the stage.
"Young man, you win. According to the agreement, I, Wang Tieshan, will no longer care about the matters of the Weijiang Dojo. As long as Liu Weijiang doesn't cheat others, I will also ignore him."
Once he got off the stage, old man Wang walked toward Zhou Chen and said to him seriously.
"Thank you. It's not easy for Mr. Liu to run this dojo. Don't bring so many people to trouble him in the future."
Zhou Chen continued to speak from Boss Liu's standpoint. After all, he valued this cheap training ground and wanted it to continue running.
"Hehe, don't worry. I will definitely not cause trouble for him in the future, but it might not be the same for you."
Old Wang looked at Zhou Chen with bright eyes and said with a smile.
"No! Don't trouble me too! If you do, I'll admit defeat!"
Zhou Chen felt that this old man seemed to want to fight him, and immediately became alert.
"Don't be nervous. I've introduced you to the person you defeated just now. He's my 17th disciple. His skills are inferior to others, so it's okay if he loses. But I, Wang Tieshan, will not admit defeat just like that. I have more than a hundred disciples under me. In the future, I will send some of the best among them to challenge you in this Weijiang Dojo. Be prepared."
Old man Wang said happily with a gloating expression.
"This…"
Zhou Chen was instantly speechless. He did not expect that this old man wanted to use him as a refining stone to train his disciples.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid?"
Old man Wang was delighted when he saw Zhou Chen's stunned expression. He continued to provoke him.
"Up to you, but it depends on whether I have time. If I happen to be in this dojo, there is no issue."
Zhou Chen felt that he could not admit defeat. Moreover, having someone to fight for free was a good thing. It was the same as gaining another combat training method.
"Hmm, prepare well. I'll send my next disciple over in a few days."
Old Man Wang patted Zhou Chen's shoulder and walked out of the dojo.
Once he left, the others in the hall quickly packed their things and left. They rode several cars outside and quickly left the Weijiang Dojo.
Other than Zhou Chen, only Boss Liu was left on the stretcher in the corner.
At this moment, Boss Liu's face had already been drugged by the medical staff, but the pain in his body had not completely disappeared. Therefore, when Zhou Chen went over, he saw that the bruised and swollen face still had a grimace.
"Boss Liu, are you feeling better?"
Zhou Chen bent down and looked at Boss Liu, who was lying on the stretcher.
"Aghh… it is much better. Thank you, Little Zhou, for helping me take revenge… by defeating that coward's disciple."
As soon as Boss Liu spoke, he seemed to have pulled the sore muscles on his face and cried out in pain.
"Take it easy."
Zhou Chen was speechless.
"Boss Liu, why did you accept the challenge? There are so many of them? Isn't this clearly bullying you?"
Zhou Chen felt that this Boss Liu was becoming more and more strange. As the owner of the dojo, he actually let people beat him up in his dojo.
"Also, why didn't you recruit a few helpers in your dojo? There was no one to cheer for you."
Zhou Chen felt that this was a huge problem. There were no other staff except for the old owner who practiced blindly in this dojo. He estimated that there were no other establishments like this in Yang City.
"Sigh, Little Zhou, I have no choice…"
Boss Liu sighed with a lonely expression.
"As the grandmaster who created the Infinite Hell Fist, how can I, Liu Weijiang, be afraid of other people's challenge? Of course I have to accept it. But I didn't expect that all of them were sanctimonious and did not care about martial ethics. I was careless and ended up like this…"
Boss Liu looked a little upset when he said this, as if he looked down on those people who did not care about martial ethics.
'Good lord. Didn't he call himself a Master previously, why did he suddenly advance to Grandmaster?'
After hearing Boss Liu's words, the focus of Zhou Chen's attention instantly went astray.
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