At this moment, Zhou Yuelong, coming out from the Jingwu Dojo, was very angry. He originally thought that Wang Yong, a sixth-degree Taekwondo expert from the Xianglong Dojo, would be able to easily solve the problems this time.

Not only would he be able to hit that martial arts school, but he could also beat that kid to the point of being unable to fend for himself, allowing himself to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yong turned out not to be his match, which truly embarrassed him.

Only then did he realize that although he had many people around him, he lacked real experts, truly skilled masters.

He had considered spending a lot of money to recruit Li Xiang.

But he really couldn't bear to lower his dignity. If Li Xiang agreed, succumbing to his financial prowess, he would naturally be very happy.

But if the other party remained unmoved by the money, he would be even more embarrassed.

He didn't want to take this risk, so he could only find someone better than the opponent.

"Where can I find such a person?"

Ring ring ring~

Just then, Zhou Yuelong's phone rang. He wasn't in the mood to answer but seeing who it was, he decided to pick it up.

The caller was also a wealthy young man, named Lin Xiao, whose family was in the lumber business, regarded by Zhou Yuelong as someone with a bit of money, but not much.

The two had once raced cars together, often looking for thrills to play together.

Now, feeling sulky, when he saw it was him calling, he thought it might be something fun to cheer him up.

"Hey, Lin, I'm in a bad mood right now. You'd better have something fun to make me happy."

"What's wrong? Young Zhou, is there really someone in Jinling who can upset you?"

Zhou Yuelong didn't want to talk about his embarrassing incident, so he asked impatiently, "Never mind, just tell me, what's up?"

"Since you're feeling down, why not find some excitement tonight? I heard from a friend that a particularly fierce guy has recently arrived at the Blackman Athletic Club. He's supposedly won four matches in a row. Want to check it out tonight?"

"Blackman? Damn, how could I forget about him?"

Hearing about the Blackman Athletic Club made Zhou Yuelong slap his thigh; it was like a pillow delivered to someone who was drowsy.

How did he not think of it earlier?

The Blackman Athletic Club is essentially an underground boxing match venue, where he should be able to find the person he wanted.

"What do you mean forget about him?"

"Nothing, see you tonight."

After the call, Zhou Yuelong's depression vanished.

When it comes to combat power, these underground boxing fighters are the most formidable.

He decided to go there tonight to pick out a powerful expert; dealing with Li Xiang later would be effortless.

Evening arrived quickly,

Zhou Yuelong drove his Rolls-Royce to the Blackman Athletic Club, and upon getting out, he saw a familiar figure standing at the door.

That person was Lin Xiao, who casually greeted him. If it weren't for him today, he might not have thought of coming to the Blackman Athletic Club to scout for a master.

"Young Zhou, been waiting for you. Boss Song knew you were coming and specially reserved a private room for you."

The Blackman Club operates on a membership basis, with an annual membership fee model. Typically, without a member referral, it's tough to enter the club.

The club holds boxing matches periodically every week, characterized by two features: no rules, and high prizes.

It's a no-rules match, a genuine "no holds barred" fight, where participants are free to hit their opponents in any way except using weapons.

Because of this, the Blackman Athletic Club attracts both wealthy enthusiasts of such sports and poor folk willing to risk it all for money.

"Young Zhou, long time no see. What brings you here today?"

Song Yang, the boss of the Blackman Club, though a prominent figure in the city, was still a step behind compared to the Baolong Group. Being the third young master of the Baolong Group, in Jinling, no wealthy man dared claim wealth before him.

Since he came for entertainment today, as the club's owner, Song Yang naturally had to make his presence known.

"Recently bored, came to find some thrill here. Got any experts recently?"

Zhou Yuelong didn't reveal his intentions, casually looking around the club as he asked.

"You're in luck. Recently, an expert has arrived here, winning four matches in a row. Today is his fifth match, and he's likely to win. Want to bet a bit?"

"Oh? Really? Then I'll put down a hundred thousand on him winning."

To him, one hundred thousand was spare change, casually bet.

The Blackman Club's interior was exceedingly luxurious, unlike the messy underground boxing seen on TV, it resembled a nobleman's game.

A ring stood centered, surrounded by bleachers. Even a member with a yearly fee of a hundred thousand could only watch here. Only super-rich individuals with certain status could book the second-floor private rooms.

The view there was better, plus the private rooms offered fruits, drinks, and the personal service of professional bunny girls.

The match soon began. While enjoying the bunny girl's service, Zhou Yuelong hadn't forgotten his objective.

"This guy is indeed fierce."

Zhou Yuelong didn't know much about fighting sports, but comparing this match to the one he saw this morning, the distinction was clear.

The morning bout looked flashy, but compared to the brutality he saw now, it was incomparable.

This fight here, the two exhibited the ferocity of a life-and-death struggle, unlike anything Wang Yong and the others could match.

"This man is Kuang Guoyu, practices Sanda. His mother is hospitalized; he used up all his savings, but she's yet to recover. Now he urgently needs money to save her life, hence he's out here fighting matches."

Seeing Zhou Yuelong's interest in the man, Song Yang explained.

At his club, every win in a boxing match earned prize money, starting from at least fifty thousand. Those who kept winning would get even larger rewards.

On the ring, within just three or five rounds, Kuang Guoyu unleashed a back whip kick, directly smashing his opponent's head. The man rolled his eyes, his body softened, and he fell down.

The crowd erupted in cheers, celebrating Kuang Guoyu's fifth straight victory.

In this ring, the winner is king, while the loser doesn't warrant an extra glance.

Seeing such a brutal fighting style, Zhou Yuelong found it exactly to his liking. This is the man he was looking for.

"This guy is interesting. Boss Song, name a price. This man is mine."

Zhou Yuelong knew the rules well; this individual was a talent unearthed by the Blackman Club. Five consecutive wins made him the club's cash cow. By cutting in like this, he was severing someone else's source of income, so to keep things amicable, he naturally chose to buy it outright.

Any problem money can solve isn't a problem.

"Young Zhou, what are you saying? He's a free agent, not signed with my club. If he agrees to go with you, that's his fortune."

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