Episode 2: Bullet Chapter 6: Battle (Part 1)

Although the Underground Boxing Ring has a rule that boxers cannot participate in the betting pools for their own matches, very few actually adhere to it. After all, a boxer can secretly entrust someone else to place bets for them.

"Old Jack, I have another two million US dollars here. Help me bet it all," Li Yang said, a slight smile appearing on his lips. He couldn't get his hands on the massive sum of one billion US dollars, but he could earn some pocket money by participating in the betting.

After hanging up the phone, Li Yang glanced outside. It was already eight or nine in the evening, time for his internal energy cultivation.

Li Yang immediately sat cross-legged on his bed, his mind clear and serene. Under the current circumstances, Li Yang's fusion with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was much higher than usual. Streams of spiritual energy gathered from above Manhattan and continuously flowed into Li Yang's body. With the help of Overlord Xiang Yu, Li Yang's speed in absorbing spiritual energy was even more astonishing. Ribbons of misty green airflow seemed to wrap around Li Yang's entire body like silk streamers...

Suddenly, a surge of Spiritual Sense rapidly approached Li Yang's location. The owner of this Spiritual Sense had sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy in Manhattan. Although the spiritual energy Li Yang absorbed was only a small portion compared to the entire Manhattan area, cultivators were scarce in Manhattan, and Li Yang's absorption speed was fast, which still attracted the attention of this powerful cultivator.

"Li Yang, a cultivator is investigating you!" Overlord Xiang Yu said with a playful grin.

Li Yang was startled and immediately stopped cultivating. He couldn't help but feel a bit confused: "A cultivator? Overlord, are there cultivators here too? I've been cultivating for a while now, why haven't they detected me before?"

"Don't worry, let this Overlord mislead him for now!" Overlord Xiang Yu casually set up a formation in Taibai Restaurant – a Spirit Gathering Formation. This formation immediately began to draw spiritual energy into Taibai Restaurant.

Since Li Yang had stopped absorbing, and the Spiritual Sense had only been rapidly approaching the area without actually discovering that Li Yang's villa was the source of the gathered spiritual energy. Furthermore, Taibai Restaurant was now absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy due to the Spirit Gathering Formation. Most importantly, Taibai Restaurant was close to Li Yang's villa, so naturally, the cultivator's Spiritual Sense was misdirected.

In a room within an ancient pavilion in Chinatown.

An elder dressed in a green robe sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Suddenly, the elder's eyes snapped open, and a sharp, blade-like gaze instantly illuminated the room. The elder seemed a bit puzzled, shook his head, and muttered to himself, "Strange, strange. I've been to Taibai Restaurant before, how could I have never discovered such a marvelous Spirit Gathering Formation? The person who set up this formation must have a far deeper understanding of formations than I do! Hmm... within this Spirit Gathering Formation, cultivation speed will definitely be much faster than before. Even ordinary people within it would have their lifespans extended. I must visit often in the future!"

Although Overlord Xiang Yu didn't have extensive research in formations and wasn't particularly skilled, this lack of skill was relative to experts of his own level in the Immortal Realm. Overlord Xiang Yu had clashed with Immortal Realm experts in the past and faced their formations time and again. Even without being proficient, he was at least familiar with them. The level of formations Overlord Xiang Yu encountered was such that even a casual one he conjured now would leave this cultivator dumbfounded.

"Master, you've just returned from a tiring journey, and I shouldn't disturb you, but there's a historically unprecedented mission in the Assassin World offering ten billion US dollars. The target is the CEO of Combay Group, who is also the Werewolf King-level werewolf you mentioned last time, who has reached the peak of a Level Seven expert. I wonder how we should handle this mission? Should we have the Assassin Brokerage Organization cancel it? After all, a Werewolf King-level werewolf is still very difficult to defeat!" a deep voice sounded from outside the elder's room.

The elder pondered for a moment, "No need to worry. The Assassin Brokerage Organization allows assassins worldwide to easily accept missions. What we need to do is satisfy the client who issued the mission and the assassin who accepts it. Then we will have succeeded. As for anything else, we don't need to concern ourselves with it!"

"Yes!" the deep voice outside replied.

Tonight, the Underground Boxing Ring welcomed a new boxer.

Almost every day, new boxers arrive at the Underground Boxing Ring. Many ambitious boxers hoping to earn a lot of US dollars want to showcase their strength, but they lack experience. Therefore, newly arrived fighters usually choose weaker opponents at first, and only after accumulating experience do they gradually select stronger opponents.

But tonight was different. Tonight, the advanced boxing matches welcomed a new boxer who set his sights on – the current number one in the advanced boxing matches, the soon-to-be top-tier boxer, Madman Shaq.

Madman Shaq was powerful, even among top-tier boxers, he was quite formidable. In the advanced boxing matches, he had no opponents. Due to the rules of the Underground Boxing Ring, no matter how strong you were, you could at most enter the advanced boxing matches directly. Although Madman Shaq possessed the strength of a top-tier boxer, he was bound by the rules of the Underground Boxing Ring and could only fight in the advanced boxing matches.

Underground Boxing Ring Rules: Only after fighting thirty consecutive matches in a particular tier of boxing matches can one advance to a higher tier. Each boxer must fight at least ten matches per year.

Madman Shaq had fought over 20 matches in just six months, a complete sweep. People believed that Madman Shaq would definitely complete the thirty-match requirement within a year and advance to the top-tier boxing matches.

"Roar~~" A roar echoed, and a strong black man stood on the boxing ring, roaring at the audience below...

"Shaq, kill that newcomer! Let him know what a real boxer is, kill him!"

"Shaq, teach that newcomer a good lesson, smash his head, let him know how strong you are!"

The shouts from below continued incessantly. Wealthy individuals tore off their ties, unbuttoned their shirts, and yelled until they were hoarse, waving their betting slips. At this moment, they were no longer noble members of high society, but merely a group of beasts who wanted to witness bloodshed to satisfy their inner desires...

Groups of noblewomen also had flushed faces, shouting continuously, their noble demeanor completely gone...

After roaring a few times, Shaq proudly cast a condescending glance at Li Yang in the audience before sitting down in a corner of the ring.

The referee of the match stood on the ring and announced loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce today's fighters. This one you all know very well, he is... the one who brings us slaughter and excitement, Shaq, Madman Shaq!!!!!" The referee's voice suddenly rose, and Li Yang in the audience even suspected that this guy's high notes were higher than those of world-class male tenors.

The wealthy men and women below immediately cheered, frantically waving their betting slips...

"His opponent is a newcomer – Mu Yi from China! A newcomer who has just entered the Underground Boxing Ring. As a rookie, he may lack experience, but no one knows his true strength. His manager is Old Jack, and Old Jack never has weak fighters under him, so this newcomer is likely very strong. You can place your bets!" The referee's voice seemed to falter, clearly lacking confidence in Li Yang, after all, his opponent was the battle-hardened and powerful Madman Shaq.

"Oh, my odds are one to four!" Li Yang raised an eyebrow, his expression quite strange. He was both happy and helpless – helpless that no one could recognize him as an expert, and happy that he was about to get a lot of US dollars.

Li Yang, wearing a black t-shirt, slowly walked onto the ring, seemingly unconcerned by the surrounding audience.

With the clear sound of a bell, the match immediately began. The referee, like a cunning rabbit, rushed down.

"Die, kid!" Shaq, who was two meters tall, looked at Li Yang, who was shorter than him, and smiled cruelly. With just a few steps, he closed the distance to Li Yang. Suddenly, his thick thigh, carrying a strong gust of wind, swung towards Li Yang with a swish.

From the moment he stepped onto the ring until now, Li Yang had been looking at Shaq coldly. Even when that thick thigh was swinging towards his head, Li Yang remained calm, looking at his opponent. Suddenly, Li Yang's eyes slightly opened, and a cold glint flashed