Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Ah!"

Roaring in fury where he stood, his originally pale face suddenly flushed red. Gritting his teeth, he climbed up from the ground and rushed towards Cliff!

He is the Boxing King! The champion of Hua City's underground boxing matches!

How could he lose to this foreigner?! Especially such an arrogant foreigner!

If he loses to this foreigner, where does that leave Zhao Wei's pride? Now, all the guests in the arena, the Huaxia guests, are indignant and have no goodwill towards Cliff.

Moreover, they are intensely focused on his fight with Cliff. If he wins, he stands to gain more attention and economic influx than ever before, but if he loses, Zhao Wei might end up with nothing at all.

Don't underestimate these boxing arenas; once a boxer under their wing loses their value, they will discard you without hesitation, without looking back.

Even someone like Zhao Wei, a Boxing King-level figure, they will throw away without a second thought, as long as you have no value or your value creation doesn't meet their ideals.

The path awaiting that person only leads one way—to be marginalized or directly have their contract unilaterally terminated and be expelled.

This is Zhao Wei's fear; his boss is not easy to talk to. If forced to choose between meeting his boss and Secretary Zhong, he'd rather see the intolerable Secretary Zhong.

"Come."

Cliff beckoned to Zhao Wei with a finger, his face full of taunts, as if mocking Zhao Wei's overestimation of his abilities.

Against Zhao Wei, this Boxing King, Cliff hadn't even used fifty percent of his strength. And even without going full force, Zhao Wei was powerless against him, making him look down even more on Huaxia boxers.

"Bastard!"

Zhao Wei shouted angrily, stomping the ground fiercely with his foot, swinging both fists and rushing towards Cliff, enveloping him from head to toe, while outside, the referee watched the changes in the ring closely.

If anyone violates the rules, he will stop them immediately. At this moment, he is worried that the enraged Zhao Wei might blindly resist and not follow his orders.

"Still so weak."

Cliff shook his head disdainfully, looking at Zhao Wei charging towards him with disappointment in his eyes. The reason he came to Huaxia was to find out the real strength of Huaxia people.

Hua City isn't his first stop; before coming here, he had already fought in several boxing arenas, but regrettably, he defeated all those opponents.

And Hua City was the first truly bustling city he saw upon arriving in Huaxia, initially thinking this city should have quite a few capable fighters, but upon reaching the arena, he found there was no difference at all.

Everyone's strength was about the same; even those who called themselves Boxing Kings couldn't withstand ten moves from him. Even now, facing Zhao Wei, he's the strongest so far.

This guy has managed to force out fifty percent of his strength; for the previous ones, he hadn't even used thirty percent. And looking at the furious Zhao Wei now, perhaps he should increase his force a bit.

"Ah! Say it again!"

Today is the most Zhao Wei has been underestimated by others, whether it's Hao Jian or by Cliff here; both have looked down on him!

"Huff huff huff!"

His fist, accompanied by a slight sound of wind, fiercely targeted Cliff's abdomen. This punch contained all of Zhao Wei's strength; if it still couldn't succeed, then he would have to unwillingly await his opponent's slaughter.

"Pah!"

A slightly pale hand suddenly swept in, landing on Zhao Wei's fist with decisive force, knocking it aside!

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing his fist knocked askew by a palm, Zhao Wei's face showed disbelief, and then he panic-strickenly realized Cliff had unknowingly moved in close!

"Your strength is good, but too weak."

Using somewhat flawed Chinese, Cliff commented on Zhao Wei, his body suddenly closing in, bending his knees, crouching down, and turning his fists into punches aimed fiercely at Zhao Wei's abdomen.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a dull and despairing collision sound suddenly rang out, and under the shocked expressions of the crowd, Zhao Wei's body helplessly flew backward, ultimately crashing into the barricade, being bounced to the ground by the soft, elastic barrier, suffering another heavy blow.

"Cliff... wins!"

The referee watched Zhao Wei's defeat closely, his face also somewhat pale. Zhao Wei had been their arena's number one Boxing King, incredibly strong, yet now being beaten like this by a foreigner?!

"Damn! Zhao Wei actually lost?!"

"Well, I knew it already. When Cliff defeated those previous fighters, it was even more terrifying! Zhao Wei being able to contend with him for this long is a testament to his strength."

"How can you say that?! Zhao Wei hasn't lost yet!"

"Idiot!"

As Zhao Wei fell, the discussions in the audience erupted fiercely, with anger permeating the entire venue, causing Hao Jian and others in the stands to exchange glances.

"Zhao Wei lost."

Lin Qingxue looked at Hao Jian.

"It was expected."

Hao Jian shook his head, his profound gaze directed at Cliff in the ring, his eyes narrowing slightly with a cold glint flickering within them.

Initially, Hao Jian hoped he wouldn't have to step in. As long as Zhao Wei could defeat Cliff, he wouldn't need to act. Unfortunately, from the moment Zhao Wei appeared, he knew Zhao Wei was destined to lose.

"Haha!"

Cliff laughed loudly in the ring, shouting towards the audience: "Weaklings! You are so weak! Really too weak!"

"How could you people let this guy, who can't even withstand ten punches from me, become the Boxing King!? Is your Boxing King title worthless?!"

Various derogatory and insulting remarks poured from the triumphant Cliff's mouth: "This Hua City is already my third stop. Before you, the Boxing Kings of two other cities have been knocked out by me with a single move!"

"You are still so weak, no different from other cities!"

"And this person is your Boxing King, a waste, a coward! With weak punches, like a woman's!" Cliff pointed at Zhao Wei, disdain on his face.

"Even if I stand here and let him hit me, he might not be able to defeat me! That's his fist, as powerless as cotton!"

"This fist is just like you bunch of weaklings, all so weak and powerless!"

As Cliff's words spread, the faces of all the Huaxia people at the scene grew increasingly unsightly. They stared intently at Cliff, their eyes filled with anger, as if they wanted to eat Cliff alive.

"Creak..."

Hao Jian tightly clenched his fist, gazing coldly at Cliff, with a chilling gleam in his eyes. A dangerous aura emanated from him, sending chills down people's spines.

"This guy is indeed infuriating!"

Hao Jian slowly stood up, his posture straightening under the excited gazes of Lin Qingxue and the other girls.

"Hao Jian, give this guy a good beating, show him what real strength means!"

Lin Qingxue waved her small fist, speaking to Hao Jian with extreme excitement, her gestures suggesting she might want to deal with Cliff herself.

Faced with Lin Qingxue's words, Hao Jian also smiled slightly at her. Then he pointed at Cliff and laughed: "Don't worry, I will let this guy know what the strength of Huaxia really means..."

"With someone like Zhao Wei, an insignificant role, he gets pleasure from bullying. I don't think he's a powerful guy, but as I said, this guy isn't really strong. His only strength is arrogance and conceit."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingxue chuckled. Hao Jian's words had thoroughly insulted or, rather, completely disdained Cliff.

"Tap!"

Hao Jian lightly stepped on the railing, waved at Lin Qingxue, and then with a smile, exerted force and leaped out from the stands.

As he rushed out, a clear yet cold voice suddenly echoed, spreading throughout the venue: "Mr. Cliff, since even the Boxing King is not your match, let me be your opponent then!"

"Just hope that after becoming my opponent, you won't back down, otherwise, this game won't be fun!"

"Haha!"

With the final laugh falling, Hao Jian also jumped from the stands onto the boxing ring, where he stood firmly.

Looking at Cliff with mockery in his eyes, mimicking Cliff, he gestured with a hook of his finger and laughed: "I wonder if Mr. Cliff would be willing to grace me with the opportunity?"

"A face that allows me to strike to my heart's content..."

Before the two even started, or rather before Cliff could react, Hao Jian already issued harsh words. And these cold words were enough to infuriate Cliff to the point of trembling.

"Boy..."

Suddenly, Cliff slowly raised his head, his expression icy, looking at Hao Jian with a hint of mockery in his eyes, he laughed: "With a physique as unthreatening as yours, you dare to speak such reckless words to me. Do you want me to break each of your bones one by one?!"

Cliff had seen Hao Jian's leap from the stands, but to him, it was nothing special. After all, the distance from the stands to the ring was just a few meters. Even he could perform that move, perhaps even better than Hao Jian.

So, regarding Hao Jian's words, he wasn't really concerned, or he thought it was just provocation. At least, the initial anger had already been swallowed.