Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

After figuring out the basic situation, Xiao Wang decided to talk to Brother Yu about his boxing career.

He walked along the edge of the venue and came to the entrance of a spiral staircase, where he was stopped by two burly men who looked like bodyguards. "Sorry, this area is not open to the public."

"I'm here to see Brother Yu. I'm here to practice boxing. Please let me know that I was introduced by Chu Wenlong."

"Wait."

After one of the security guards finished speaking, he went upstairs to report.

A moment later, the person came down. "Brother Yu wants you to go up."

Thank you.

Xiao Wang went up the spiral staircase to the second floor and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

A voice came from inside.

Xiao Wang pushed open the door and went in.

This is a second-floor room built inside the boxing gym, about fifty square meters in size. The outside of the room is a full glass wall, overlooking the entire gym below.

After Xiao Wang went inside, he saw a person sitting in front of the glass wall with his back to him, looking down at the scene below. It was Brother Yu.

Next to Brother Yu stood a lean young man with a buzz cut, who looked to be in his thirties.

With just one glance, Xiao Wang could tell that the crew-cut youth was a martial arts master.

After entering, Xiao Wang walked to the opposite side of Brother Yu's table and nodded slightly: "Brother Yu."

Upon hearing the sound, Brother Yu turned around and looked at Xiao Wang.

"Are you here to box?"

"Yes."

Xiao Wang replied, glancing at Brother Yu, who was wearing sunglasses and had his hair slicked back.

Brother Yu scrutinized Xiao Wang with a critical eye. "Have you fought him before?"

"No, this is my first time trying it," Xiao Wang answered honestly.

As Yu Ge listened, he picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.

Xiao Wang noticed that Brother Yu's right hand, which was pressing the lighter, lacked the middle and ring fingers.

He took a deep drag, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and then took off his sunglasses. Xiao Wang noticed that his left eye was gone, leaving a slightly sunken scar.

Have you studied boxing or martial arts?

"I've learned a little martial arts."

"How much is 'one point'? Have you measured absolute muscle control?"

Xiao Wang shook his head. "No."

Fish Brother listened, took another drag of his cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke. "In that case, let's test your skills first."

"no problem."

"As you just saw, here are three venues. Choose one."

As Xiao Wang listened, he realized that everything he had done down there had been seen by the other person.

I chose the middle one.

Upon hearing this, Brother Yu looked up at Xiao Wang and asked, "Are you sure it's the intermediate level? Not the beginner level?"

"Sure."

"Let me make this clear beforehand: although this is not a life-or-death arena, once you step onto the stage, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, and there will be no compensation if you die."

"clear."

Xiao Wang wasn't too surprised. It's underground boxing, after all. If it's not underground, can it still be called underground boxing?

"Go and get ready. We'll arrange it for you right away. If you win, you'll get 5000 Federal Credits in the intermediate level as well."

"Thanks, Brother Yu."

After bowing slightly, Xiao Wang went downstairs to the side of the middle session.

inside the room.

Brother Yu stood up and went to the window, looking down at Xiao Wang through the one-way glass. He asked You Feng, the lean, crew-cut youth beside him, "Can you tell his strength?"

You Feng stepped forward and looked at Xiao Wang through the glass. "I can only tell that he has practiced martial arts, but I can't tell how strong he is."

"Go and arrange an opponent for him, someone with stronger combat power."

Yu Feng listened, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you sure? His physique probably isn't too strong. If we send someone stronger, he might die?"

"Just throw it away when it's dead, go do it."

"Yes."

After listening, You Feng picked up the phone on the table and made the arrangements.

Xiao Wang waited at the edge of the arena. A fight was taking place up there, but one of the fighters was clearly at a disadvantage. His face was covered in blood, which had flowed into his eyes, making it almost impossible for him to open them. But he did not give up and remained steadfast.

The next moment, his opponent leaped up and delivered a flying kick that struck him squarely in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground and remain motionless.

"good!"

"Damn, I finally won! I'm almost back to break even."

"Ugh, we lost again. A bunch of trash."

Some of the onlookers who placed bets were excited, while others sighed.

The arena was quickly cleared, and then a voice came from the loudspeaker above the arena, "Next up: Xiao Wang, Luo Zhiguo."

Upon hearing his name called, Xiao Wang immediately stood up on the stage.

As soon as he went up, the onlookers below immediately started discussing it.

"Isn't this a kid?"

"Yeah, how old is he? Can he even compete? Let's play in the intermediate level."

"No matter how old she is, her physique doesn't look good."

"This guy thinks he can fight Luo Zhiguo?"

Xiao Wang ignored the discussions completely. He simply looked at the bead in his mind, which was now almost pure white, indicating that it could absorb a high level of damage.

Then, the curtains at the edge of the venue were drawn back, and a person walked out, immediately causing a commotion.

It was his rival, Luo Zhiguo.

Xiao Wang glanced at Luo Zhiguo, who was over 1.9 meters tall, nearly 2 meters, with a strong and robust build. He looked very sturdy and strong, but he also compared him to Cheng Hu in his mind and realized that Luo Zhiguo was still a bit lacking.

But he also knew that this did not mean his combat strength was inferior to Cheng Hu's.

As Luo Zhiguo appeared, the broadcast resumed, and the odds for the match were displayed on the side.

Luo Zhiguo won 1-1.05, Xiao Wang won 1-17.

Looking at the odds, Xiao Wang smiled inwardly; it really wasn't favored at all.

"Place your bets now," the announcement came over the loudspeaker.

"What's the point of betting on this? Xiao Wang's odds are high, but it's obvious he can't win. Luo Zhiguo could win, but the odds are too low; it's pointless."

"Who cares? Even if Luo Zhiguo wins by betting 1000 Federal Coins, he'll still make a 50 profit. Every little bit helps."

"You guys don't understand, do you? At this point, you have to bet on Xiao Wang to win, 100 Federal Coins for 1700 Federal Coins."

"Heh, you'd be better off using that 100 Federal Credits to find a girl. At least you'd have your fun for a minute. Leaving it here, it'll be gone in thirty seconds, believe it or not?"

The bettors were noisy and disruptive. As Luo Zhiguo went on stage and placed his bets, Xiao Wang turned to look at the odds: 78:3.

In other words, only 3 people bet on him winning, which could be considered a gamble, with some hoping to win big.

Inside the room on the second floor.

Brother Yu glanced at the ring. "Luo Zhiguo? You really don't want him to live, do you?"

"Didn't you tell me to arrange it this way? Should we change someone else?"

"Forget it, he can only make big money if he wins. If he gets beaten to death, just throw it away. But if you were to place a bet, how would you place it?"

Yu Feng said almost without hesitation, "I won't gamble on a game I'm sure to lose."

"You mean he's definitely going to lose?"

"Does Brother Fish have a different opinion?"

"You've already let Luo Zhiguo do it, so what different opinions are there?"

On the arena, an announcement rang out: "Beting is closed. The match begins."

Xiao Wang stood in the center of the arena, cupped his hands in greeting to Luo Zhiguo, and said, "Xiao Wang."

"Luo Zhiguo." The other party also cupped their hands in greeting and announced their name.

"please."

As soon as Xiao Wang finished speaking, the other party didn't hold back and threw a punch directly at his abdomen.