Underground Fighting

The contestant codenamed Muscle Bomb roared in dissatisfaction, "Damn it! I can't kill him, and I can't seriously injure him! What if he kills me?"

The man in the suit replied calmly, "Don't worry, we have an excellent reputation! If you get beaten to death, we'll definitely deposit your death compensation into your account on time!"

"Fuck! Damn bastard!!"

Muscle Bomb let out an angry, dissatisfied roar, then had no choice but to accept the fact. He was no longer some naive teenager and naturally knew how unfair society could be.

The suited man said indifferently, "Orders from above. You're to give it everything you've got! Your appearance fee will be doubled, and if you win, the prize money will be doubled too!"

Muscle Bomb grinned and licked his lips, his fighting spirit blazing. "Great! I'll beat that young master who came here to train until he's crawling around looking for his teeth, so he can learn just how dangerous society really is!!"

In the center of the stadium stood a massive arena, surrounded by a ring of steel wire fencing.

The spectator stands around the stadium were packed with viewers.

"Today, a newcomer has arrived at our fighting arena! He is Black Flood Dragon, a fighter with Essence Solidification Realm Second Layer cultivation! He will fight Muscle Bomb, who is also at Essence Solidification Realm Second Layer! Let us cheer for both contestants!"

A handsome host with a magnetic voice cried out with dramatic rises and falls in his tone.

Yang Lie and Muscle Bomb strode into the arena enclosed by steel wire fencing, a place ordinary people would find difficult to escape from.

The host shouted, "Now, everyone may begin placing your bets!"

The spectators immediately began betting, after which staff members handed them their betting slips.

"Muscle Bomb, beat that guy to death!"

"Muscle Bomb, beat the shit out of him!!"

"..."

The spectators shouted excitedly, cheering and applauding for Muscle Bomb.

Muscle Bomb stood over two meters tall and was covered in muscles. With his Essence Solidification Realm Second Layer cultivation, he had once defeated an Essence Solidification Realm Fourth Layer expert and beaten that expert so badly he shit himself.

"Cheer!! Cheer for me, all of you!! I'll beat this guy until he shits... until he's defeated!!"

Muscle Bomb shouted excitedly. Just as he was about to curse crudely, he hesitated and changed his wording. He was an adult who had spent many years struggling through society and naturally understood the terror of those powerful factions. If he truly offended them, he would not even know how he died.

"So this is an underground fighting arena! It really is different from the beast-hunting competition!!"

Standing on the arena, Yang Lie sensed the gazes coming from all directions and listened to the malicious jeers, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

After announcing the rules, the host shouted, "The match begins!!"

"Fall!!"

Muscle Bomb roared and unleashed the Profound Rank Martial Skill Ape Demon Herculean Fist. He seemed to transform into a ferocious ape demon as he launched an incomparably savage punch at Yang Lie's chest.

Yang Lie's heart tightened slightly. He circulated his true qi, adjusted his breathing, and activated the Vajra Skill.

Clang!!

Muscle Bomb's fist slammed into Yang Lie's chest as though striking refined steel, producing a tremendous boom.

After taking the punch, Yang Lie merely felt a faint warmth where he had been struck. Then, following the special breathing method of the Vajra Skill, his blood and qi continuously strengthened the attacked area.

"Horizontal Training Martial Arts!! This guy can't be underestimated!!"

Muscle Bomb's heart sank. He circulated his true qi and unleashed the Ape Demon Herculean Fist, becoming like a savage ape demon as punch after punch rained down on Yang Lie.

Yang Lie merely protected his vital points, circulated the Vajra Skill, and allowed Muscle Bomb's fists to strike his body.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Like a blacksmith hammering iron, repeated sounds of metal clashing rang out across the arena. Muscle Bomb's storm-like barrage of punches landed on Yang Lie's body, leaving him faintly sore all over. Yang Lie circulated the Vajra Skill, his blood and qi boiling as they transformed into strange Vajra True Qi that strengthened his body.

Yang Lie's Life Essence was immensely powerful, like that of a shrunken Tier Three humanoid ferocious beast. Muscle Bomb was merely an Essence Solidification Realm Second Layer martial artist. So long as he did not strike Yang Lie's vital points, it was difficult for his attacks to injure him.

When the Vajra True Qi completed its tenth circulation, Yang Lie felt the Vajra Skill break through a bottleneck. A strange Vajra Force formed around his body.

Muscle Bomb's attacks had initially caused Yang Lie some pain, but after the breakthrough, they felt like nothing more than scratching an itch.

"Kill him!! Muscle Bomb!!"

"Hurry up and beat him to death!! Muscle Bomb! I bet on you to win!!"

"..."

The spectators waved their betting slips and shouted excitedly.

This was the interstellar era, but it was also the era of martial arts. Countless martial arts competitions existed, and countless people enjoyed watching them. However, this was an underground boxing venue. The people watching here naturally wanted to see bloody, brutal fights where every punch landed with solid force.

Although Muscle Bomb held the overwhelming advantage on the surface, the more he fought, the more alarmed he became. This young master's Horizontal Training Martial Arts are incredibly powerful!!

"My turn!"

Yang Lie suddenly smiled, stepped forward, and threw a jab at Muscle Bomb's abdomen.

Before Muscle Bomb could react, the fist struck him. He screamed, dropped to his knees, and shouted, "I surrender!! I surrender!!"

Disbelief flashed through the spectators' eyes before they erupted into furious roars. "Kill him!! Beat Muscle Bomb to death!!"

"Stomp his head flat!!"

"Kick his balls apart!!!"

"..."

Crude curses rang out from the spectator stands.

In an official fighting match, once one side surrendered, the other was forbidden from continuing the attack. Otherwise, they would face severe punishment, and the punishment for killing someone was even harsher. But in an underground boxing venue like this, it was commonplace for the victor to kill the loser. Even if the loser was killed, their family would at most receive a compensation payment from the boxing venue.

The host stood at the side for a while. Only after seeing that Yang Lie had no intention of killing Muscle Bomb did he walk onto the arena and announce, "Black Flood Dragon wins this match!"

"Boo! Trash!!"

"Both of you are trash!!"

"..."

Waves of boos came from the stands. Many spectators tore up their betting slips and cursed loudly.

Ignoring all the spectators, Yang Lie stepped down from the arena and returned to the preparation room.

"Young Master, congratulations on your victory! This is your appearance fee and match prize."

Red Stone handed Yang Lie a suitcase.

"Has Golden Dragon already left?" Yang Lie asked.

Red Stone smiled. "Yes! Lord Golden Dragon was busy with important matters and has already departed! Before leaving, he instructed us that you may go anywhere except brothels and casinos. You also have a spending limit of one million here."

"Do you have a shopping catalog?" Yang Lie asked.

"Yes! This is our shopping catalog."

Red Stone directly took out a tablet and handed it to Yang Lie.