The Second Match

As Zhang Shuai was driven into a corner, the audience below held their breath for him.

Situ Changtian listened to the many people around him talking. Not one of them thought Zhang Shuai could win.

"That's it. The little guy from the Dragon Kingdom is finished. He's already been backed into a corner."

"Yeah. As soon as Mikhail gets his hands on him, one punch should be enough to knock the little guy flat."

"I don't understand what the organizers are thinking. Why put two fighters with such a huge gap in skill against each other? What's there to watch in a match like this?"

"Exactly. Anyone can see that the two of them are worlds apart. Did the organizers run out of fighters and have to find someone at the last minute to fill the spot?"

"Do you think it's easy to find fighters? There could be a risk of death when you step into the ring. They're risking their lives to make money. Unless you're really desperate for cash, who'd fight in an underground boxing match?"

"That's right. Mikhail is so strong. Who'd be willing to go to their death?"

While the audience below continued to chatter, the scene in the ring changed again. Mikhail had clearly backed Zhang Shuai into a corner, but Zhang Shuai was incredibly nimble. Like a fish slipping through the water, he somehow dodged Mikhail's punch, then darted away to the other side of the ring and kept moving. Mikhail was furious. To him, this little guy from the eastern Dragon Kingdom was far too slippery, like an eel—impossible to get a grip on, no matter how hard he tried.

A strange scene unfolded in the ring. The burly, towering Mikhail chased Zhang Shuai all over the place, but Zhang Shuai was like a monkey, darting this way and that. Mikhail couldn't catch him, and not one of his punches landed.

The audience below got excited. They realized that this kind of chase might actually be pretty entertaining.

"Who would've thought? That little guy from the Dragon Kingdom is so nimble. I'll bet he's learned the Dragon Kingdom's kung fu!"

"I knew it. Why else would the organizers put a fighter with such a huge skill gap against Mikhail? Turns out the little guy has learned the Dragon Kingdom's kung fu."

"But just running away without fighting back won't do him any good. The match won't end until one of them goes down."

"Mikhail will catch that guy from the Dragon Kingdom sooner or later. The question is how long the guy can hold out."

"Poor guy from the Dragon Kingdom. He doesn't realize that the longer he runs, the worse the beating he'll get later. Look, Mikhail's furious. He might just beat the guy to death..."

Even now, not a single person in the audience thought well of Zhang Shuai. No one believed he could win.

In the ring, Mikhail was already beside himself with rage. The kid from the Dragon Kingdom was too slippery, and Mikhail was grinding his teeth in frustration as he let out one angry curse after another.

Although Zhang Shuai couldn't understand what Mikhail was saying, he could more or less guess that Mikhail was insulting him. But Zhang Shuai also knew that if he kept running away, it would look a little too fake, so every now and then he let Mikhail land a couple of hits and pretended to fall.

Whenever the audience saw Zhang Shuai, from the eastern Dragon Kingdom, get knocked down by Mikhail only to miraculously jump back up, many began jeering at Mikhail, asking if he'd worn himself out with women the night before and gone soft. Why were his punches so weak?

That only made Mikhail even angrier. He punched harder, wishing he could kill Zhang Shuai with a single blow.

When he'd stalled for long enough, Zhang Shuai stopped running. He stood in the middle of the ring and beckoned to Mikhail with a finger. This sudden taunt instantly fired up the audience, and excited shouts erupted throughout the venue.

Mikhail felt as though he'd been insulted. He was convinced that the kid from the Dragon Kingdom was deliberately humiliating him. Enraged, he charged at Zhang Shuai like a heavy bulldozer, covering the distance in just a few strides. His bowl-sized fist came crashing down toward Zhang Shuai's head.

As Mikhail's fist swung toward him, Zhang Shuai suddenly pushed off the ground with his toes and leaped high into the air. Then he threw a punch of his own, striking first despite moving second, and slammed it into Mikhail's face.

At that moment, Mikhail looked as if he'd been hit by a thousand-pound iron hammer. His body flew several yards like a cannonball and crashed hard into the cage's protective fence. The fence sprang back, launching him into the air, and he landed with a thud, motionless.

The entire venue fell silent.

The sudden turn of events had been beyond anyone's imagination. No one could have imagined that Mikhail would be knocked down with a single punch by this little fighter from the Dragon Kingdom, and the audience stood there in stunned disbelief.

After about three seconds of silence, deafening, excited cheers suddenly erupted.

If Mikhail had won, it wouldn't have gotten the audience this excited; after all, they'd expected him to win. Instead, this little guy from the eastern Dragon Kingdom had overcome the odds and delivered a stunning upset, leaving the audience in shock and excitement.

After waiting half a minute and seeing that Mikhail still hadn't moved, the host below the ring picked up the microphone and announced Zhang Shuai's victory.

As soon as the host announced the result, the entire bar erupted, and deafening cheers rang out from the audience.

"Oh my God! The guy from the Dragon Kingdom actually won! I never saw that coming!"

"You're telling me! Who could've guessed the ultimate winner would be Zhang Shuai from the eastern Dragon Kingdom?"

"Now I believe in the eastern Dragon Kingdom's kung fu. It's incredible! Mikhail was so huge, and one punch knocked him flat. People from the Dragon Kingdom really are amazing!"

"That match was incredible! So dramatic!"

"I thought the kid from the Dragon Kingdom was just nimble, like a quick little monkey in the ring that Mikhail couldn't hit. I never expected him to be so strong, too. Mikhail weighs nearly two hundred pounds, and the kid sent him flying with one punch! My God, that was astonishing. That kind of explosive power is unbelievable."

"You know what? The moment Mikhail went flying, my mind went completely blank... I was so excited I came!"

"I've decided. I'm coming back tomorrow to watch the guy from the Dragon Kingdom fight again!"

Some staff opened the door of the octagonal cage, and several medical workers came in carrying a stretcher. They carried the unconscious Mikhail away. Only then did many spectators get a clear look at how badly he'd been hurt. His face was badly deformed, blood was flowing from every orifice, and his high nose had been smashed flat. His entire nasal bone had been broken. It was clear just how much force Zhang Shuai had put into that punch.

Zhang Shuai climbed out of the cage, too. To his surprise, as soon as he stepped out, several foreign women with flushed, excited faces crowded around him and started touching him. Zhang Shuai was stunned. The women ran their hands over his chest and arm muscles, shouting excitedly in a foreign language. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand a word. But judging by their excited expressions, he guessed they wanted to sleep with him or hook up.

Among the women were not only blonde, blue-eyed white women but also Black women with skin as dark as ink. Quite a few of them were young and beautiful, with great figures.

It was the first time Zhang Shuai had encountered anything like this, and he had no idea what to do. Just then, he suddenly felt a hand reaching toward his most sensitive area. He had no idea which woman had gotten so bold.

Startled, Zhang Shuai hurriedly pushed their hands away, then slipped through the crowd of women. He quickly made his way over to Situ Changtian and Huang Tianli, and the three of them hurried out of the bar, escaping the chaos.