Martial Arts Overlord!

"This skill...is not bad...it was worth risking my life to kill that monster..."

Lu Jin's eyes flickered, and a slight smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of his mouth. The True Dragon Nine Transformations meant that he could throw nine punches in an instant, although it would consume a great deal of his physical strength.

However, martial artists of the same level as himself would be rendered unable to fight if hit by his attack.

This was Lu Jin's trump card, which gave him more confidence for tonight's underground boxing match. He not only wanted to participate in the match, but also to win some money, otherwise he wouldn't have enough money to buy Crimson Refining Ointment to aid his cultivation tomorrow.

After tidying himself up, Lu Jin quickly stepped out of his house. The slightly pungent air and noisy streets outside made him feel extremely safe.

Although evil exists in the shadowy places of this world's bustling cities, at least it is safe on the surface, which is infinitely better than the eerie world of eternal night and ruins.

A short while later, Lu Jin arrived at the bar where he worked part-time as a security guard. Xu Cheng greeted him immediately upon seeing him: "Brother Lu Jin, going tonight?"

"Okay, then you'll be going to work all by yourself."

"I don't care." Xu Cheng grinned. "Our bar rarely sees trouble like before. Basically, nothing happens. Just be careful, Brother Lu Jin. The rate of maiming and death in underground boxing is very high."

"Also..." Xu Cheng scratched his head and stuffed a pack of cigarettes into Lu Jin's hand. Although Lu Jin didn't smoke, he still had to be polite. He then became even more enthusiastic: "If Brother Lu Jin ever makes a name for himself in the underground boxing business, remember to take his little brother under your wing."

"My younger brother also wants to make money."

"Lately I've had a bad feeling, and I want to make money quickly to become stronger."

Lu Jin put the cigarette in his pocket. He did not refuse Xu Cheng's request. If he could really make a name for himself in underground boxing, it would be a piece of cake to introduce Xu Cheng to fight in underground boxing.

Upon entering Manager Wang Zheng's office, he saw two masks on his desk. Upon seeing Lu Jin, Wang Zheng immediately tossed a mask with a blue face and fangs to Lu Jin.

"Put it on when we get there. After all, underground boxing is illegal, and it would be troublesome if some idiot filmed it and posted it online."

"Okay." Lu Jin took the mask and handed the cigarettes Xu Cheng had given him to Wang Zheng, which made Wang Zheng smile. "Then let's go in a bit."

At 1 a.m., Lu Jin stayed in the bar for a while, and then Wang Zheng took him to a secluded place in an old town. After several turns, they entered a house.

It looked rotten on the outside, but inside it was a magnificent place with splendid decorations and guards on duty.

Wang Zheng took out a card to prove his identity, and then introduced Lu Jin: "I brought someone with me today, and I'll help him open a card."

"Your membership is fine. You're eligible to bring one new member to meet you within a month. They'll pay for the membership there and then go in."

A burly man on guard duty met Lu Jin's gaze and spoke indifferently.

"The rule here is that you are not allowed to use mobile phones or any other electronic devices. Everything must be paid for with cash and prepaid cards. If you bring a mobile phone or other electronic devices, you must hand them over to us for safekeeping. If we find out, your referrer will also be in trouble."

Lu Jin nodded. Wang Zheng took out 10,000 yuan in cash from his wallet at the front desk and then said to Lu Jin, "Think of a nickname. You don't need your real name here. My name is Qinghu (Green Fox)."

"Dragon Fist Bar".

A few seconds later, a dark-colored membership card was issued.

Wang Zheng handed it to Lu Jin and reminded him, "Keep it safe. This card will be your proof of where you want to play here in the future. You'll need this card to place bets, and withdrawals will also be based on the amount on this card."

"And if you get caught later, you can't say that I brought you here, that's the rule."

"Also, remember to return the ten thousand yuan to me."

"I believe you are a smart person, and that's why I brought you here. Your colleague also wanted me to bring him, but I noticed he has a slight lisp."

"When the time comes, bring him over to get a membership card, and the whole world will know there's an underground boxing ring here the next day."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin was both amused and exasperated. He then nodded, straightened his blue-faced, fanged mask, and followed Wang Zheng through the long corridor.

In an instant, a dimly lit room of several thousand square meters came into view. It was divided into two floors, and countless masked figures gathered together. Cheers, shouts, and music intertwined to create a deafening sound wave that frantically stimulated Lu Jin's auditory nerves.

In the very center of the crowd, there was a ring where two masked men with exposed muscles were engaged in a chaotic fight.

Bang!

A fist slammed into a man's temple, and he immediately collapsed onto the ring, his life hanging in the balance. But this scene only fueled the excitement of the audience, who erupted in a deafening roar.

The next second, several staff members appeared and dragged the fallen man away, leaving only one other man with his hands raised to face the shouts of the crowd. Lu Jin even saw a woman throw her private items at him.

"See that? That's what underground boxing is like."

"Bloody, violent, sinful, lawless zone, this is a paradise for hormones! It's also a place where you can get rich overnight, but it's also a living hell. How many people have died in the ring, and how many have lost everything overnight?"

"Let me introduce you to this first." Wang Zheng pointed to the man wearing a black mask who had just won. "He's an old acquaintance here, nicknamed Tyrant. He rarely loses and is a three-star boxer at this venue, having reached the highest level of five-star boxer."

"Here, everyone can go up to the ring and fight. New members like you, including people like me who only gamble and don't fight, are all one-star fighters. You can advance one star if you win a fight."

"If you lose but don't die, you'll have to start all over again as a one-star boxer. You get ten thousand yuan for every win." Wang Zheng sighed, "Ten thousand yuan would take countless people two or even three months of work."

"But here it might only take a few seconds to get into the ring, defeat your opponent, and ten thousand dollars is yours."

"However, there is one rule: if someone challenges you, you cannot step down unless you close for the night."

"If you insist on stepping down, that's fine, but you'll get half your winnings."

"Besides that, there is another way to make money, which is to buy."

Just as Wang Zheng was giving his long-winded introduction, another match began on the stage. A man who was over 1 meters tall, shirtless, and wearing a white mask stepped onto the stage.

His nickname is White Tiger. He is a four-star boxer. When he stepped onto the stage, he immediately sparked a heated discussion, and even Wang Zheng was no exception.

"This guy's nickname is White Tiger. I think he can win, so I'm going to bet on him."

After he finished speaking, he called over a staff member and handed him his membership card, saying, "Please bet 30,000 on the White Tiger."

After the staff member took the membership card from him and left, Lu Jin stared at the arena and quietly asked, "How much can I win if I bet 30,000?"

"It's hard to say. There's a five-minute betting period before each match starts, and the odds fluctuate until the betting closes. The venue only takes a cut; they don't act as the bookmaker. But you'll definitely win more if you bet on the upset."

After Wang Zheng finished speaking, the staff member reappeared, handed Wang Zheng the membership card, and said, "Odds 1.5, if White Tiger wins, you can win 45,000."

"See? In a few minutes, 15,000 will be in the bank. After the casino takes its cut, I'll still get 14,000. Kid, just gamble a little for fun, but don't get addicted. I'm afraid you'll go bankrupt and end up kissing the earth when you default on your online loans."

Lu Jin nodded without speaking, simply staring at the arena. He was observing the strength of the two fighters. Once the fight began, cheers and shouts of encouragement echoed throughout the arena, creating a truly bustling atmosphere!

Wang Zheng crossed his arms, appearing quite confident, convinced that the four-star boxer nicknamed White Tiger would win.

Who do you think will win?

"Black bear."

Hearing Lu Jin's words, Wang Zheng smiled and shook his head: "You are still too young. Although the black bear has reached the level of a five-star boxer, it has just fought a battle and lost its strength. Look at the white tiger's arm, covered in blood. This is a characteristic of a martial artist who has tempered their skin to a certain degree. It is far stronger than the black bear."

But a few seconds later, Wang Zheng's expression suddenly changed drastically!

On the stage, the black bear threw a punch straight at Huanglong, hitting the white tiger squarely in the chest. The strong white tiger was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the stage, immediately losing consciousness. This left many people dumbfounded.

Immediately following was a chorus of angry and excited roars.

"Damn it! What garbage! RNM! Refund!"

"A four-star can't beat a three-star? Why don't you just die!"

Wang Zheng was no exception, and immediately started cursing, "Damn it, I misjudged him. This White Tiger is probably throwing the match. You guessed right about my 30,000 yuan."

"It's not a guess." Lu Jin shook his finger. "It's a keen judgment. Black Bear's lower body is like an old tree with its roots intertwined. His punches are swift and fluid, and his movements are graceful. He is far stronger than White Tiger in the martial arts."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Wang Zheng cursed angrily.

"You didn't ask earlier. By the time I was about to remind you, you had already placed your bet."

Hearing Lu Jin's words, Wang Zheng was speechless. He frowned and looked at the black bear on the arena, who was raising its arms and shouting. "Then you can help me decide which one to buy later."

How much balance do you have left on your membership card?

"Not much left, around 100,000 or so."

Lu Jin moved his arms, his spine cracking, and said calmly, "That's enough, it's a 50/50 chance."

"Add my ten thousand, and go all in on me."

"What are you going to do?"

Just as Wang Zheng was wondering what was going on, the black bear on the arena roared at the audience, "Who's next?!"

Suddenly, the crowd fell silent.

Many boxers with the strength to fight a black bear were still thinking when they suddenly heard a confident and loud voice from the crowd.

"I'll do it!"

Before Wang Zheng could react, everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Jin, and then they quickly made way for him.

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