The Club's Invitation

"Zhou En's punching speed this week is definitely not as fast as Yue Hua's," the beautiful coach said with a solemn expression.

"It's not just a little faster, it's much faster than Yue Hua's. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to strike second and win."

The man beside the beautiful coach also dropped his playful demeanor, his face full of seriousness as he spoke.

"If he can reach this level without systematic training, then his talent is truly terrifying."

The beautiful coach couldn't help but comment.

The man next to her was full of shock. You know, this coach usually doesn't praise others, and today she's breaking her own rule?

"Then wasn't this kid's match against Yue Hua yesterday him playing the weak to catch the strong?" the man said, pursing his lips.

Thinking of this, even the man gasped.

This person is a formidable opponent.

Meanwhile, at the commentary desk, Zhang Li's small cherry-like mouth was slightly agape, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Commentators usually prepare scripts to avoid stumbling over their words during commentary.

But Zhang Li hadn't prepared any script to describe Zhou En winning.

It wasn't that Zhang Li lacked basic commentator skills, but rather that she simply hadn't considered the possibility of Zhou En winning.

"Wow, Zhou En, you're so handsome!" The little loli next to Zhang Li covered her chest with her hands, her eyes full of starry admiration.

Zhang Li looked at her best friend with a hint of helplessness, regretting bringing her along.

Meanwhile, Zhou En, the protagonist, was looking at himself with a puzzled gaze.

Could this be the legendary aura of dominance, the protagonist's halo?

For a moment, Zhou En couldn't help but feel a little lightheaded.

Before the match, even Zhou En wouldn't have bet on himself because the gap in skill was too vast.

Yet, the match ended in an instant, giving Zhou En an unexpected surprise.

Zhou En looked at his calloused hands, Could it be that his sincerity touched God and he bestowed strength upon him?

"The match is won by Zhou En," Zhang Li said, her voice slightly stammering.

She announced the final result of the match.

Upon hearing Zhang Li's voice from the commentary desk, Yue Hua's face turned ashen.

Yue Hua's original plan was to show off big time in this match.

He wanted to attract some naive junior students so he could bask in the adoration of many girls.

But Zhang Li's merciless announcement was like a death sentence to him.

Yue Hua's gaze couldn't help but turn venomous. However, he also knew that he had been covering his crotch for almost a minute.

In a match, let alone a minute, lying on the ground for ten seconds meant defeat.

"Zhou En, I will never forgive you."

Yue Hua gritted his teeth and said, his eyes filled with malice.

On the competition stage, Zhou En waved to the audience like everyone else, undoubtedly earning him screams from a crowd of adoring fans.

Then, he gracefully walked off the stage. He still had to get his thousand-dollar bet back!

"Hello, I am Liu Yu, the head coach of the World Combat Club." Just as Zhou En stepped off the stage, a man and a woman walked towards him.

The person speaking was clearly the woman walking in front.

Zhou En couldn't help but look up.

Her silky black hair fluttered in the wind, her slender phoenix-like eyebrows, her eyes like stars and the moon, and a delicate, jade-like nose.

Her cheeks were faintly flushed, her lips like dripping cherries, her perfectly flawless oval face shy and affectionate, her fair and tender skin of exquisite beauty, her figure graceful, and her demeanor refined and elegant.

"This, this is Liu Yu, the head coach of the World Combat Club."

Since Zhou En and Liu Yu were conversing in full view of the crowd, some sharp-eyed individuals immediately recognized the beautiful woman's identity.

"What, it's Liu Yu, the one who used to be a coach for the national team?"

"That's right! To be a coach at the national level, that represents a certain level of skill."

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhou En with eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Seeing such a beautiful woman, Zhou En couldn't help but swallow.

"H-hello, is there something I can help you with?" Zhou En stammered. He had never met such a stunning woman before, so it was no wonder he lost his composure.

"Do you want to become the champion of world free combat? Do you want to become the strongest man in the world? Do you want to shine on the competition stage?"

The beautiful coach ignored Zhou En's question and instead delivered a powerful motivational speech.

Zhou En felt a little dizzy.

The beautiful coach took out a pink business card from her LV bag on her shoulder.

"If you want to, please contact us."

"Is this a business card from the World Combat Club?" A sharp-eyed spectator immediately noticed the pink business card the beautiful coach had handed over and exclaimed loudly.

"My god, I heard the club only gives out business cards when they invite official trainees."

"Could it be that Zhou En will become the club's sixth official trainee?"

"Ignoramus, don't you know the club can only have five official trainees compete?"

"Heh heh heh, even as a substitute, I'd be willing."

At that very moment, Yue Hua, who was lying on the competition stage clutching his crotch like a shrimp, heard this and his eyes showed deep shock and jealousy.

He knew very well that within the club, only one person, an official team member, had received an invitation from Liu Yu.

And that person, who received Liu Yu's invitation, had only taken a few months to make rapid progress, defeating the other four official team members.

Becoming the club's captain.

While it was true that physical fitness grew fastest in the early stages of training, to stand out in just a few months showed immense talent.

How could Zhou En possibly deserve an invitation from Liu Yu?

The pink business card in Liu Yu's hand was like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly causing a huge stir.

For a moment, the gazes directed at Zhou En were filled with shock, envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Zhou En dazedly accepted the business card from Liu Yu, still feeling like it was unreal.

Zhou En felt as if his dreams were beckoning to him.

Seeing Zhou En take her business card, Liu Yu didn't say much more. She turned and walked away with a proud expression.

The man behind Liu Yu, however, winked at him and then trotted off after the beautiful coach.

"Zhou En, you've hit the jackpot!" Just as Zhou En was lost in his fantasies, Chubby suddenly slapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Zhou En was so startled he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Damn it, you scared me to death!" Zhou En patted the ribs on his chest, still shaken, and said.

"Hey, Zhou En, you're actually this awesome? You didn't tell me, and now I've lost 20 bucks."

Chubby said with a look of annoyance. Mixed with a hint of shock and confusion.

When did his buddy become so amazing? Had he been secretly practicing Chinese kung fu behind his back?

Zhou En looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately grabbed Chubby and they ran out of the gymnasium.