owlsbooks Chapter 49 Underground Boxing Match
Chapter 49 Underground Boxing Match
Ruth was horrified upon hearing this: "Jack, you must be joking. That's a nuclear missile. Even a celestial being couldn't survive a nuclear missile."
"I'm not joking." Jack's expression also became more serious. "This mysterious Chinese powerhouse is indeed not dead. We bought this information from a martial artist in Jinling for several million. Quite a few people even saw this mysterious powerhouse cut down a nuclear missile with a single sword strike!"
sizzle...
Ruth was gasping for breath.
Even if Jack had known about this beforehand, he would still gasp in horror if it were brought up now.
An unprecedentedly strong individual.
After calming down for a while, Ruth said, "Jack, if we use magical artifacts to lure this mysterious expert from the Dragon Kingdom, the problem is, we probably can't find an equally powerful opponent to deal with him, can we?"
It would take several world-class land-based superhumans to defeat a nuclear missile head-on; otherwise, they would be no match for it.
Jack slowly took a sip of red wine: "According to the rules of the Earth Martial Arts Alliance, each country can only have one Land Immortal. Our goal is simply to find this Land Immortal, and then let the Earth Martial Arts Alliance deal with him."
"Moreover... this time we went to great lengths to lure the enemy out."
Ruth's delicate body trembled; a sense of impending storm lingered in the small county of Hegu.
……
At six o'clock in the evening, someone knocked on the door.
Qin Chuan opened the door and saw a strange middle-aged man.
"You're Qin Chuan?" The middle-aged man sized Qin Chuan up.
"That's right." Qin Chuan nodded.
"You can call me Uncle Xiong. The underground boxing match is about to start, and Mr. Qiao asked me to take you there," the middle-aged man said.
Qin Chuan knew that this was arranged by Uncle Hua, so he followed Uncle Xiong to the underground boxing ring.
The entrance to the underground boxing ring was guarded. Everyone entering had to have their assets verified; they couldn't be less than a billion yuan, and they also needed a martial arts expert's recommendation.
Just then, Sheng Wenguang and Sheng Nini were about to enter when they saw Qin Chuan arrive as well.
"Isn't this kid the son of President Shen's friend?" Sheng Wenguang was somewhat surprised, as this kid shouldn't be qualified.
"Dad, isn't that Qin Chuan?" Sheng Nini asked, equally curious.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the father and daughter, Qin Chuan entered the boxing ring.
The father and daughter were filled with disbelief, because anyone who could enter this underground boxing ring was either a martial artist or a wealthy businessman recommended by a martial artist with assets of no less than one billion.
As it turned out, Qin Chuan actually got in.
Holy crap.
Could it be that this guy has some hidden identity?
"This..." Sheng Wenguang thought back to when he was at Shen Shihua's house, he was extremely disdainful of Qin Chuan, but the other person turned around and was able to participate in the underground boxing ring.
You should know that even Shen Shihua wasn't qualified to participate in this.
"Uncle Sheng, why haven't you gone in yet?"
At this moment, Shen Wangshu and the others walked over. They were not allowed to go in; they were just strolling around. However, they saw Sheng Wenguang and his daughter still standing at the entrance, which made them a little curious.
"Little Shen, who is this Qin Chuan?" Sheng Wenguang asked seriously.
Shen Wangshu was a little puzzled as to why Uncle Sheng was asking this.
"I just saw Qin Chuan enter the underground boxing ring," Sheng Nini added.
Shen Wangshu and the others fell silent, their faces filled with surprise, clearly not expecting Qin Chuan to be qualified to enter the underground boxing ring.
What's going on?
Shen Wangshu instinctively looked at Su Yingxia, because she felt that Qin Chuan was probably invited here by Su Yingxia.
Su Yingxia shook her head: "I don't know."
"Didn't you call him?" Yang Siyi asked, puzzled.
"No." Su Yingxia shook her head again. "I was also surprised that Qin Chuan came here."
Shen Wangshu and Yang Siyi were even more puzzled. If Qin Chuan wasn't summoned by Su Yingxia, then how did he end up here?
Soon, one person came to mind... Xiao Xueqing!
That's the only explanation.
In Shen Wangshu's view, Qin Chuan's most impressive connection was none other than Xiao Xueqing.
"Who else could it be but Xiao Xueqing?"
Wu Rong snorted somewhat unhappily: "A large family like the Xiao family, if they take the initiative to get close to you, they must have some purpose. Qin Chuan probably still has some value to them, but once that value is squeezed dry, they will be ruthlessly discarded!"
He said that, but he was still a little jealous.
Afterwards, Sheng Wenguang and his daughter entered the underground boxing ring.
In the very center was a ring that was nearly two meters high, surrounded by seats of varying heights. The area was about two-thirds full of people watching.
After Qin Chuan entered, Uncle Xiong led him to a man in a suit. The man had dark skin and eyes that looked like those of a venomous snake.
"Mr. Qiao, the person has been brought," Uncle Xiong said respectfully.
"Hmm, sit here." The man in the suit pointed to the seat next to him.
Qin Chuan didn't ask any more questions and simply sat down.
The man in the suit was named Qiao Wei. He was quite influential in Jiangbei. He had come south to participate in this underground boxing match because he was fascinated by magical artifacts and had even brought some powerful martial artists with him.
Qiao Wei was not the first wealthy man to bring a martial artist; many wealthy businessmen who were watching brought martial artists with them, after all, the value of magical artifacts was still considerable.
If we can win, it will be a huge win.
Moreover, hiring a martial artist isn't very expensive; hiring a grandmaster would cost at most a few million.
Qiao Wei didn't have a good impression of Qin Chuan. He came here for the magic artifact, but Qin Chuan, a rich second-generation, came purely to place a bet.
If it weren't for a friend's request, Qiao Wei would never have bothered with such a spoiled brat.
Clearly, Uncle Hua hadn't revealed Qin Chuan's true identity. He was simply given the identity of a rich young master to place bets, which led Qiao Wei to mistake him for a spoiled brat.
Qin Chuan didn't care about Qiao Wei's indifference. He just sat quietly to the side, watching the two martial artists who were about to fight on the arena.
"Master Wu, who do you think will win?" Qiao Wei asked.
On the other side of Qiao Wei sat a burly, cold-blooded man who looked like he could kill a bull with one punch. He was around forty years old and exuded a terrifying aura.
This Master Wu was Wu Shanming, the expert Qiao Wei had invited. He carefully examined the two martial artists who had not yet fought and said, "The one with the beard will win; his aura is stronger."
"Okay, let's bet on this person to win." The main competition hasn't started yet, and Joe Wei also wants to spend some money to have some fun.
"No, he will lose."