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When Li Qingshan woke up in the morning, he found that Lin Yun'er was missing.

He checked out of the hotel in the morning and returned to Yoona's place with his luggage.

Inside the house, he practiced the harmonica all morning and meticulously wrote a plan, which was a video shooting plan.

He was getting really bored with this idle life.

In the afternoon, he called Kim Jong-kook to go to the gym, and the two competed for the entire afternoon, with Kim Jong-kook ultimately losing.

"You're no good at this either; you can't compare to me in any way."

"Hey, what age are you? What age am I?" Kim Jong-kook snapped, sweat rolling down his forehead.

After spending the afternoon together, the two became much closer and spoke to each other without so much restraint.

Lee Chung-san didn't care much about these rules, and Kim Jong-kook also thought Lee Chung-san's straightforward personality was good, so the two got along very well.

"I saw you were pretty good yesterday, taking on seven or eight people like it was nothing. Did you have any special training?" The two were sitting and resting, and Kim Jong-kook was wiping his sweat with a towel while drinking water in large gulps.

"Look over there, a fight like that only lasts about ten seconds." Li Qingshan slightly raised his chin and pointed to the people engaged in actual combat in the octagon.

"Hey kid, don't brag. These two are professional athletes. I know their coach. Why don't you give it a try?" Kim Jong-kook wanted to provoke him when he heard him say it so casually.

"Sure, it's been a while since I've fought anyone. Let's go, give it a try." Li Qingshan stood up without hesitation and walked straight towards the octagonal cage.

Seeing his confidence, Kim Jong-kook's interest was instantly ignited. He had trained in boxing and had always been very interested in combat sports.

The two approached the cage and stopped to watch. Inside, the people were already practicing their ground dismantling techniques.

After watching carefully for a while, Li Qingshan felt confident that defeating an opponent of this level would not be difficult for him.

Kim Jong-kook patted the cage, and the coach inside turned around upon hearing the sound. Seeing that it was Kim Jong-kook, he smiled and walked over.

"Hyung, what's wrong? Want to practice?" The coach greeted Kim Jong-kook with a warm smile.

He once coached Kim Jong-kook, and the two have known each other for many years.

Quan Zaimin is a retired combat athlete. He is very strong and shorter than Li Qingshan, but looks much more robust.

"Jae-min, this is my friend who wants to spar with them for real, just to have some fun." Kim Jong-kook patted Lee Chung-san's arm with a smile. "This is Kwon Jae-min, the owner and coach of this gym."

"Oh, a challenge?" Kwon Jae-min frowned upon hearing this. Kim Jong-kook was about to explain that it was just for fun.

"Yes, is that okay?" Lee Cheong-san answered without hesitation, leaving Kim Jong-kook dumbfounded. Challenging the opponent was a completely different matter; the opponent would show no mercy.

Quan Zaimin also subconsciously took a step back and began to carefully examine Li Qingshan's figure.

Li Qingshan is about 189 centimeters tall, with a broad frame and strong, muscular build; he looks like a powerful type at first glance.

Kwon Jae-min nodded. "Sure, what kind of boxing do you want to do? Muay Thai, boxing, or no-holds-barred?"

"No restrictions, I'm not used to too many rules." Li Qingshan still had a smile on his face, looking very relaxed.

"How much do you weigh?" Quan Zaimin asked. If Li Qingshan were just a reckless fool who didn't know his place, he could just send anyone. But Quan Zaimin felt that Li Qingshan was not easy to deal with, so it was always better to be cautious. After all, it would be too embarrassing to lose the challenge.

"Around 180, you can have no weight limit." Li Qingshan understood what he meant.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements. Please wait a moment." Kwon Jae-min nodded solemnly, turned and walked away, gathering the club members together to discuss the matter.

"Hey kid, do you even know what 'challenging the dojo' means? They won't hold back." Kim Jong-kook started to get nervous. He thought Lee Chung-san was completely unaware of how serious it was. Being good at fighting doesn't mean you can do it in the fighting ring.

"It's alright, I know my limits." What Li Qingshan meant by "knowing my limits" was that he would be careful not to hit people too hard.

Kim Jong-kook had no choice; he had already said what he wanted to say, and the competition was now unavoidable.

After discussing for a while, they selected a contestant who was slightly shorter than Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan calmly walked into the octagon.

"No hitting the back of the head, gouging the eyes, throat, or groin, OK?" Kwon Jae-min explained the rules seriously. Seeing the two nod to indicate they understood, he announced the start of the match.

A large crowd had gathered behind Kim Jong-kook, all there to watch the challenge match. Inside the cage, Kim Jong-kook picked up his phone to prepare to film.

The club's fighters struck a pose like Muay Thai boxers.

Upon seeing this, Li Qingshan also made the same hand gesture.

The opposing player slowly approached and suddenly kicked out with a low sweeping leg, attempting to knock Li Qingshan down directly, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Li Qingshan quickly raised his leg to dodge, and just as the opponent finished his move, he countered with the same low sweeping kick. Before the opponent could react, he tried to take the kick head-on.

With a loud "smack," the other person withstood the kick for less than a second before their face turned deathly pale, and they collapsed to the ground in agony.

Seeing his opponent fall to the ground, hands on his hips, Li Qingshan muttered to himself, "He's already done for? Did I use too much force?"

Kwon Jae-min saw from the side that our team swept a kick but it was dodged, and the opponent quickly retaliated with a low kick, and our player fell to the ground.

He ran over to check, completely bewildered, and based on his years of experience, he determined that his leg bone was fractured.

He turned to look at Li Qingshan, who walked over and squatted down, saying, "Is it serious? Let me take a look."

He glanced at his pale-faced opponent, reached out and touched him. "Sorry, I used a little too much force. It really wasn't intentional."

Kwon Jae-min was completely stunned by his words. "You're saying this is all you've got at your full strength? You can't just brag like that."

"I'm sorry, but I'll cover the medical and nutritional expenses," Li Qingshan said to Quan Zaimin very seriously and politely.

Quan Zaimin could also see that the other party had not deliberately provoked the incident; it was just an accident.

"It's alright, according to the rules this is ours, it has nothing to do with you." Quan Zaimin was generally reasonable.

"Can you still fight?" Quan Zaimin ordered someone to send the injured player to the hospital, then turned to look at Li Qingshan.

"I'm fine with anything." Li Qingshan stood up and answered calmly. He wasn't even sweating. If he could continue, he would definitely be happy to.

Quan Zaimin nodded, preparing to turn around and have someone else take the stage.

Lee Cheong-san looked at Kim Jong-kook, who gave him a thumbs-up.

The opponent came up with a player who was about the same height as Li Qingshan, but much stronger.

Li Qingshan immediately became interested and excited.

The two stood facing each other, explained the rules as usual, and then the competition began.

This time, the opponent appeared very cautious, adopting free-fighting gestures and beginning to move nimbly.

Li Qingshan then used Jeet Kune Do footwork and began to slowly close in.

As he continued to close in, Li Qingshan easily dodged his opponent's jabs and sweeping kicks, without even making a move.

Their opponents had nowhere left to retreat, having witnessed the fate of the previous competitor. Li Qingshan suddenly stopped, then walked back to the center, quietly waiting for his opponent.

The other party was enraged by Li Qingshan's action, which was exactly the effect Li Qingshan wanted. He wasn't satisfied until the other party went all out.

Quan Zaimin shouted "Start!" from the middle, then walked to the side.

As his opponent closed in, he threw a jab, preparing to follow up with a right hook. Just as the jab was thrown, Li Qingshan dodged it with lightning speed, and at the same time, his right fist swiftly struck his opponent's ribs.

Before the opponent could react, a left fist struck the opponent's face with lightning speed, followed by a side kick to the opponent's stomach. The opponent flew out and crashed heavily under the octagon's net.

After watching his opponent fly away, Li Qingshan stood still with his hands on his hips.

Lee Cheong-san also glanced at Kim Jong-kook, whose mouth was already agape in an "O" shape.

Kwon Jae-min went for a check-up and found that he wasn't seriously injured this time, but he couldn't continue fighting for a while, so he reluctantly announced his defeat.

Quan Zaimin was extremely frustrated. Where did this expert come from? He hadn't even seen the two punches Li Qingshan threw earlier.

The first punch landed on the ribs, causing the opponent to instinctively lower their arm to defend. The second punch followed immediately to the face, making the opponent dizzy. The final kick was the final blow, leaving the opponent unable to stand up. The player's mind was still reeling.

These continuous attack movements are a perfect combination of speed, explosiveness, and power, as fast as lightning.

Li Qingshan was also puzzled; he had only used half his strength, and it was over already.

"We lost. That was the club's top professional boxer," Kwon Jae-min said helplessly to Lee Cheong-san.

Li Qingshan nodded. "I'm not trying to challenge them, there's no need for that."

He said this intentionally so that the onlookers could hear it.

Quan Zaimin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"You're not a combat sports athlete?" Kwon Jae-min asked, then looked at Lee Cheong-san shaking his head, speechless.

Afterwards, Kwon Jae-min, Kim Jong-kook, and Lee Chung-san went to the rest area together, sat down, and started chatting.

"So you really just wanted to practice? Then why did you say you wanted to challenge them?" Kwon Jae-min was even more frustrated after understanding the whole story.

"I'm afraid you'll send your students to fight me, that would be so boring." Li Qingshan shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

"Want to play professionally? Come join our club." Kwon Jae-min saw his outstanding skills and felt it was a real shame he wasn't playing professionally.

"Forget it, I don't have that much time to train. If there are any experts, you can call me to fight. I'll only charge an appearance fee," Li Qingshan joked. He couldn't stand that kind of controlled life, and there were too many rules in fighting.

"How about this, I'll register you as an athlete. We'll call you if there are any competitions we can't handle. If you win, the prize money is yours. You don't need to train with me. Just come when there's a match. If you don't have time, that's fine too."

Quan Zaimin was very interested and strongly invited Li Qingshan.