Time flew, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. The final elite quota went to the Heavy Peak Martial Hall, much to the surprise of many forces in the city.
After all, the almost entirely one-sided crushing at the competition was still fresh in their memories.
But since this was the Fighting Association's final decision, it was not their place to question it.
Instead, many forces in the city began speculating about the relationship between the Heavy Peak Martial Hall and the Fighting Association.
As a result, the Heavy Peak Martial Hall, whose defeat had dealt it quite a blow, completely turned its situation around in just three days. More disciples signed up each day than before the competition.
The city's major forces also reassessed the Heavy Peak Martial Hall's importance.
Meanwhile, the Iron Bone Boxing Gym, whose reputation had soared after the competition, saw its situation take a sharp turn for the worse in those three short days.
Not only were fewer disciples joining, but many previously lucrative orders also plummeted, and even some signed contracts were broken.
Although the losses were not particularly large, they still had a considerable impact on the martial hall's future development.
At that moment, in the Council Hall at Iron Bone headquarters.
Smack!
Meng Cheng slammed his palm heavily on the table and tore up the contract in his hand.
"That's the seventh one already! The Red Maple Chamber of Commerce would rather pay the penalty than keep the order going. These people are nothing but spineless bastards who trim their sails to every wind!"
"Senior Disciple Sister, we recruited quite a few resident martial masters for these orders. We can't just keep letting them slip away like this."
He had been responsible for outside business negotiations throughout this period