What's So Scary About a Fight?

Mei Zhenxing's expression suddenly changed. This bastard could not even wait?

He had brought people to his door first thing in the morning. Did he really think Mei Zhenxing was made of mud?

Even a clay Buddha had three parts fire in it!

"Mangy dog, don't get cocky. Isn't this just a fight?"

"I, Mei Zhenxing, have never backed down, and I fear no one!"

"You're pushing this far. Did you bring your property deed?"

A slightly plump middle-aged man stood there with a document bag raised in his hand, looking utterly arrogant.

"Look closely. This is a property I own in the city center."

"If you win, it's yours. But if you lose, this martial arts school is mine!"

"By the rules, we'll fight three matches today. Best two out of three."

Looking at the incomparably arrogant Lai Pinggao, Mei Zhenxing gritted his teeth and glared at him, invisible fury erupting within his chest.

A month ago, Lai Pinggao had also opened a martial arts school on this street. However, his location was rather remote and nowhere near as good as Mei Zhenxing's, so naturally his business could not compare.

Lai Pinggao had been green with envy and came knocking, wanting to buy Mei Zhenxing's martial arts school.

How could Mei Zhenxing possibly agree?

This was his career and the source of livelihood his entire family depended on.

After Lai Pinggao had come to him several times, wanting him to hand over the martial arts school and being refused each time, he proposed this wagered fight.

In their line of work, there was an unwritten rule: once someone came to challenge you, you had to accept.

Otherwise, you would be ridiculed by your peers and would no longer have the face to remain in this business.

"Very well. I hope you won't regret this and cry later!"

Mei Zhenxing looked at Hua Qiang, lowered his voice, and pleaded, "Coach Hua, I may have to rely on you today. I hope you can step in and save my Zhenxing Martial Arts School."

Hua Qiang had found Lai Pinggao displeasing too. He was being far too overbearing.

It reminded him of how he himself had once been bullied.

He immediately smiled and nodded.

"Master Mei, don't worry. With me here, no one will get off easy!"

With Hua Qiang's words, Mei Zhenxing finally put his heart at ease.

With such a powerful person on his side, what the hell did he have to fear?

The students who had been training all stopped what they were doing and moved to the sides, leaving a huge open space in the middle.

Mei Zhenxing and Lai Pinggao each signed their names and pressed their fingerprints onto a wager agreement.

"Hehehe, Old Mei, I didn't expect you to have such backbone. I thought you'd hide in your shell like a turtle and not dare to accept the challenge! Very good!"

"Once I win today, I can hire you as a coach at my martial arts school. Of course, if you don't want to do such hard work, guarding the gate is fine too.

"At worst, you can clean the toilets. I can still give you two thousand a month, enough to keep your family from starving to death. Hahaha!"

The more Lai Pinggao spoke, the more excited he became, finally throwing his head back in laughter.

"Mangy dog, I hope you won't cry later!" Mei Zhenxing sneered.

"Hmph! What's the point of winning with words? Let's begin!"

"Master Huang, you'll take the first match. I hope you'll bring me a victory right out of the gate!"

A burly man stepped out from the crowd behind him.

A powerful pressure radiated from his body, making everyone around him involuntarily retreat two steps.

Martial Artist Peak!

Mei Zhenxing's brows furrowed tightly, his expression grave.

In his martial arts school, aside from himself being able to match this burly man's realm, the other two coaches were no match for him at all.

He glanced at Hua Qiang and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, his daughter had come through and brought in this great god. Otherwise, his martial arts school truly would not survive this time.

Huang You stepped forward and flashed Mei Zhenxing a vicious smile.

"Who's coming up first? Whoever wants to come up and die, hurry it along. I don't have time to waste with you!"

This man was arrogant too.

"Coach Hua, I'll take the first match. I'll be relying on you afterward."

Hua Qiang nodded. "Go fight without worry. Leave everything else to me!"

Seeing how calm and composed Hua Qiang was, a strange emotion flickered through Mei Ting's eyes.

She was only twenty-five this year, still an unmarried young woman.

Hua Qiang's looks alone were enough to slay countless young women, not to mention that he was a Martial Artist with formidable strength. How could her heart not stir?

Besides, she considered herself rather pretty as well.

Ye Bingxue watched Mei Ting's expression, her delicate brows drawing together as a cold gleam flashed through her eyes.

She wants to steal my home? Dream on!

It seemed she would have to keep a closer eye on this blockhead from now on. Otherwise, who knew when he might do something unfaithful behind her back.

At this moment, Mei Zhenxing had already removed his outer robe, revealing the fitted clothes beneath. It seemed he had long prepared himself to enter the ring.

Huang You clasped his hands together, producing a series of crisp cracking sounds from his knuckles. Then he stomped on the ground and charged toward Mei Zhenxing like a cheetah.

"Good!"

Mei Zhenxing shouted and swung his fist into Huang You's.

With a loud bang, both men staggered back several steps.

Mei Zhenxing's brows were tightly furrowed, his expression gloomy.

This big man possessed immense strength. Even Mei Zhenxing, who specialized in hand techniques, had gained no advantage.

Their first exchange had ended evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

The two immediately rushed at each other again, exchanging blow after blow as they fought in a tangled mass.

They both took hits along the way, but none were serious. Half an hour later, Mei Zhenxing failed to dodge in time and was struck squarely in the chest by Huang You's fist, sending him flying backward.

He struggled to get back to his feet, coughed several times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and wanted to continue fighting.

Huang You curled his lips and sneered. "Master Mei, stop forcing yourself. You're not my opponent. Let someone else take the field. You've lost this round!"

"I haven't lost. I can still fight!"

Mei Zhenxing clutched his chest. His words were stubbornly firm, while his eyes brimmed with rage and unwillingness.

"Father, how are you?" Mei Ting asked nervously from the side, her eyes reddening.

She had seen the blood at the corner of her Old Man's mouth. He had clearly been injured.

"I'm fine!"

Mei Zhenxing forced out a smile to comfort her.

"Brother, this old man looks like he's in trouble!"

Hua Qiang nodded. "The outcome has been decided. This old man is no match for him."

"Although they're at the same realm, the other side is young and strong, while Old Mei's body is weak!

"I wonder what he did last night?"

Hua Qiang muttered quietly.

Ye Bingxue raised her little fists and punched Hua Qiang twice in the chest.

"You're so improper!" she spat.

The situation in the ring soon became obvious. Mei Zhenxing gritted his teeth and went back into battle, but after only a few exchanges, Huang You kicked him to the ground again and even added another kick, sending him sliding more than ten meters away.

"Father!"

Mei Ting hurriedly rushed over and helped Mei Zhenxing sit up.

"Father, stop fighting. Let's concede this match, okay?"

Mei Zhenxing was extremely unwilling, but helpless. He truly was no match for the other man!

"We concede this round!"

Seeing that Mei Zhenxing said nothing, Mei Ting decisively spoke up.

Hahahahaha!

Lai Pinggao threw his head back and laughed again.

"Old Mei, why bother? You had to take a beating before handing over the martial arts school. You're really asking for it!"

"You're old. You can't fight anymore. If you know what's good for you, go back to your hometown and retire. Fighting and killing are a young man's world!"

"This martial arts school is mine now!"

"You apprentices, listen carefully! From this moment onward, Zhenxing Martial Arts School is surnamed Lai. I've already chosen a name: Old Lai Martial Arts School. From now on, you'll train at my martial arts school!"

The mangy dog was so excited that he had gotten ahead of himself. He directly treated Zhenxing Martial Arts School as his spoils of war and had already begun making plans.

"Mangy dog, we've only fought one of three matches in a best-two-out-of-three. How can there be a winner yet?" Mei Zhenxing roared.

Lai Pinggao turned around and looked at Mei Zhenxing.

"You're the strongest fighter in this martial arts school, and you've already lost. Do you really think there's any need to continue?"

"Hehe, who said I'm the strongest fighter here?

"The person holding down the fort at my martial arts school hasn't even made a move yet. You're celebrating too soon!"

"What? There's someone even stronger in your martial arts school? Who is it? Why didn't I know?"

Lai Pinggao's expression changed, and even his voice became slightly panicked.

However, he quickly calmed down.

The strongest person he had brought this time was not Huang You, but his nephew, a Martial Master.

"If that's the case, call out your final trump card!

"Let me see what gives him the right to turn this wager around?"

Hua Qiang could not stand watching any longer. He took one step forward and arrived in the middle of the ring.

"Stop howling. What are you yelling for? Your father is right here!"

"Bastard! You little brat whose hair hasn't even fully grown in, you dare insult me so arrogantly? Boy, I'll make sure you die with a sense of rhythm later!"

"Master Huang, beat him senseless for me!"

"Sure thing, kid. Let this grandpa teach you how to behave!"