Supremely Talented Tyrant

Zhao Wei explained to Lin Qingxue one detail after another.

Gradually, she understood that this so-called Underground Boxing Gym was essentially a disguised gambling venue, and the gamble was to bet on people!

Bet on who would win or lose in a match between the two parties!

For instance, if Zhao Wei were to compete, the boxing gym would set up a betting pool, with Zhao Wei and his opponent as the focal point.

Based on the winning rates and strengths of both sides, they would calculate the odds, but often, to make money, there would be some under-the-table manipulation.

Or in other words, fixed matches; Zhao Wei himself had been part of a few, and of course, this had to be done skillfully, so the average person wouldn't notice.

For this reason, their boxing gym had made quite a bit of money.

Now, Zhao Wei was telling Lin Qingxue about many things, but there were some secrets he couldn't reveal unless he wanted to lose his job.

"I have a bout this afternoon, so I won't be staying with you guys."

This was Zhao Wei's intention in bringing Lin Qingxue here, as he had a match against another boxing gym's champion this afternoon. If he defeated this champion, he would receive a reward of a hundred thousand yuan.

But what was most important was the impression in Lin Qingxue's eyes; he wanted her to see how dashing he looked in the ring.

For this impression, he spared no expense in buying the best seats, which were among the closest to the ring, from his boss.

"Take these honored guests over; these are their tickets."

Arriving at a large door on the thirteenth floor, Zhao Wei handed Hao Jian and the others over to a young man, casually dropping a few tickets and leaving.

There were still more than thirty minutes before the match started, so he had to go prepare in the rest area. However, something unexpected happened in the boxing gym at that moment.

When Hao Jian and the others were led to their seats by the young man, they found several people already in the ring.

One of them was a referee, another was lying unconscious on the ground, and the last one was a two-meter-tall, muscular foreign Caucasian, who was speaking in Russian, indicating he was Russian.

However, after saying a few words in Russian, he noticed the confused faces of the audience and sneered, switching to somewhat broken Mandarin, mocking them.

"Is this the best fighter your gym has?!"

Cliff, with his foot on the unfortunate guy, laughed at the crowd: "This so-called fighter was knocked out with just one punch by me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?!"

"Or are you saying there's no one left to fight me? Haha! I came to Huaxia today because I heard there's a champion from this gym in Hua City. Supposedly, he's very strong, and I, Cliff, came to challenge him!"

"Using my country's strength against you Huaxia wimps!"

Cliff was extremely arrogant, which made many people's faces look unpleasant. Some wanted to retaliate, but after a glance from Cliff, they got scared and shut their mouths.

"Champion?"

Lin Qingxue, hearing Cliff's words from below the stage, wore a puzzled look on her pretty face and turned to Hao Jian: "Is he looking for Zhao Wei? Didn't he say he was the champion of the Hua City boxing tournament?"

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian immediately grinned and said, "Yes, that's right, this guy is looking for Zhao Wei, but whether Zhao Wei can beat him is still unknown..."

After saying this, Hao Jian kept his eyes on Cliff, observing his muscular build, his eyes narrowing as he envisioned a battle between Cliff and Zhao Wei in his mind.

He realized, no matter what, the outcome was always the same.

"This Cliff is too despicable, choosing a day when Zhao Wei isn't here!"

"Yes! All the fighters who came to the gym were defeated by him, one even got a concussion. This Cliff doesn't hold back, and now he's here mocking us!"

"It's infuriating! Our Huaxia fighters have been beaten over ten times by him, and our reputation is tarnished. We really hope Zhao Wei can show up; only he can take on Cliff now!"

The people around Hao Jian, who came to watch the match, were discussing heatedly. The more they talked, the uglier their expressions became.

Cliff had been there for two hours, just after Zhao Wei left, and the gym owner had already called Zhao Wei to come back when Cliff arrived. Sadly, Zhao Wei had turned off his phone to ensure his pursuit went smoothly at that time.

After Zhao Wei left, nobody could stand Cliff speaking ill of him, and eventually, someone challenged him to a match.

But unfortunately, no matter who went up, they all ended up losing. The weaker ones were taken out with a single punch, and the stronger ones didn't last more than ten punches. The strength difference was shocking, leaving the spectators in despair.

"I've heard that Cliff is very powerful in Russia. He's never lost a fight since he debuted..."

"Yes, I just found his information on an insider site; his strength is incredible. Maybe Zhao Wei won't be able to beat him either!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Cliff hasn't lost yet because he hasn't faced anyone from Huaxia or met a truly strong opponent. You think Zhao Wei won't defeat him? I don't believe it!"

"You're right; Zhao Wei is our Hua City Underground Boxing Champion. His strength is unquestionable, even if Cliff is strong, he's no match for Zhao Wei. Remember, Cliff has already taken on twenty-one people."

The surrounding spectators were still discussing animatedly, and Hao Jian, listening, also shook his head silently. With his insight, he could see through Cliff's strength; even after a twenty-one-person relay fight, he showed no fatigue.

In other words, dealing with those twenty-one people hadn't required much of his strength, and with his quick recovery, he was ready for the next opponent as soon as one was done.

Most fighters were taken out by a single punch anyway, and even those who lasted ten punches only made him use a little extra effort.

It hadn't affected his strength at all. Could such a formidable foreigner be as easily beaten as the audience imagined once Zhao Wei came? Hao Jian smiled slightly, watching Cliff with great interest, but his expression soon darkened as Cliff started doing things that annoyed him.

"Isn't there a strong person in Huaxia?! I'm the weakest in Russia! If you can't even beat me, what right do you have to claim you're Huaxia's people?!"

Cliff grew more complacent, embarking on a path of insult: "Your Huaxia fighters, in my words, are garbage! Not even as good as garbage! At least garbage can dirty my hands, but you so-called Huaxia fighters don't even give me the chance!"

"So your fighters are even worse than garbage! Then again..."

Saying this, Cliff wore an expression of smugness: "You are sick men, it's understandable why you have no strength and are so incompetent!"

"Arrogant! This Cliff is too arrogant!"

"Cliff, this bastard, dares insult us Huaxia people openly?!"

"Get Zhao Wei up here to teach this guy who insults us Huaxia a lesson! We need to show him that we lack nothing in Huaxia, not people, nor strength!"

Cliff's increasingly arrogant words angered many people. If it weren't for Cliff's strength, many might have already rushed up to argue with him.

In the rest area below, many fighters were there, but now they all looked hopeful as they watched Zhao Wei, who was adjusting his body.

Next to Zhao Wei, a chubby man was fawning over and respectfully addressing him: "Brother Zhao, we hope you will put in the effort this time and take care of that Cliff."

"Don't worry, Secretary Zhong, tell the boss that I'll handle this Cliff. I want to see how strong this guy who defeated twenty-one of our gym's fighters really is!"

Zhao Wei's eyes were fixed on a screen on the wall, which was showing Cliff, and he heard Cliff's previous insults clearly.

Cliff had included him in his insults!

After watching, Zhao Wei turned his gaze to the chubby man beside him, who had the second highest status in the gym, with only Zhao Wei's boss above him.

What Zhao Wei didn't expect was how seriously his boss was taking this matter, sending Secretary Zhong to oversee it, a first compared to past events where someone would be randomly assigned to handle preparations.

After speaking to Secretary Zhong, Zhao Wei waved his hand, a cold smile on his face, as he walked toward a nearby door that led to the ring!

"This guy really is risking his life, huh!"

From the stands, Hao Jian watched Cliff with growing danger in his eyes; his words were too infuriating.