"That's not really the case. I just have a bit of talent." Zhang Yang was not overly modest either. "Director Ye, if there's something you need, just say it. If I can help, I definitely will."
Ye Yunkai and Chen Zhang exchanged a glance.
"It's like this, Zhang Yang. Director Ye's company is planning an unrestricted fighting tournament. They intend to invite combat athletes from multiple countries who specialize in judo, taekwondo, jiu-jitsu, and so on to China for a competition," Chen Zhang explained.
"The purpose of this event is naturally to promote our country's traditional martial arts, so..."
"So this time, it'll use a gauntlet format—Chinese traditional martial arts against experts from other countries." Ye Yunkai continued, "To put it plainly, we'll send out one person to face the foreign experts one by one."
Zhang Yang laughed in disbelief.
Was this a joke? Wasn't this a little too cringe? What was this, some cheesy urban webnovel? A gauntlet tournament, sword in hand as he challenged the world's experts?
"So you came looking for me?" Zhang Yang pointed at himself, then shook his head. "You think too highly of me, don't you?"
It was not that he lacked confidence. In fact, given his current assessment of himself, taking down experts from any country would take no more than a flick of the wrist. It was just that this event was obviously a commercial venture. Why would a billionaire like him join in this kind of spectacle?
"Brother, I know Director Ye's character. Although this event is commercial in nature, he won't take a single cent of the final proceeds. Every bit of it will be donated to Hope Primary Schools." Chen Zhang continued persuading him. "You'll still receive your appearance fee, and if you knock down all the other fighters