Luo Sheng’s heart skipped a beat.
No way.
So, Fan Ge was going to show off again?
Luo Sheng sat frozen in his seat, slowly counting the time.
He wanted to see how long Chen Fan’s “not long” would actually be.
Until—
[Challenge Letter!]
[Newcomer Jiuwei challenges Ge Jun!]
Everyone blinked, exchanging bewildered glances.
Had they heard correctly?
Who was challenging Ge Jun?
“Are they crazy! Ge Jun has been the number one on the Heavenly Ladder for three consecutive terms!”
“What is this newcomer Jiuwei? How come I haven’t heard of him before?”
“Anyone!? I need all information on this Jiuwei within ten minutes!”
“Is that the point! The point is they have the newcomer tag! The newcomer tag means it’s a new account, opened less than twenty-four hours ago!”
“Good heavens! Doesn’t this person have any idea what Ge Jun represents in our boxing ring!”
“It’s here, it’s here! The newcomer’s information is out.”
“Jiuwei, registration time is today, win rate: 100%, matches played… one.”
“They only played an activation match in the newcomer zone? Are they trying to replicate Ge Jun’s original script!”
No one expected such a sudden turn of events!
The news of Ge Jun being challenged swept through the entire black market like wildfire!
Old Huang Niu looked at the crumpled ticket stubs in his hand, visibly wilting—it seemed another day of no business.
“Huang Niu! Got any more tickets! Give me two!”
“I want three, I want three!”
“Hey! Haven’t you heard of first come, first served!”
“With Huang Niu, it’s whoever pays more! I’ll give 1000!”
“1500!”
The two argued in front of Old Huang Niu as if no one else was there. Old Huang Niu hadn’t seen such a scene in days. He looked at them, confused, “What happened inside?”
“Haven’t you heard? Some kid named Jiuwei is challenging Ge Jun! The match starts in about ten minutes!”
“Alright! Is this the time for explanations! Quickly, quickly, any more tickets! I’ll buy them all if you have them!”
Old Huang Niu was bewilderingly pushed into the path of forced sales. By the time he reacted, he had barely managed to keep one ticket for himself.
Jiuwei?
Old Huang Niu’s hand holding the ticket trembled slightly. If he remembered correctly, the name that kid used when opening his account was exactly that!
He’s challenging Ge Jun?
Old Huang Niu took a deep breath and smacked his forehead hard—
Fine!
He hurt!
This isn’t a dream!
Then that kid must be an idiot!
…
Chen Fan, who was half the protagonist of this match, had no awareness of the commotion he had stirred in the boxing arena. He calmly returned to Luo Sheng’s side and sat down. “After it’s over, come to my place for dinner?”
“Xing’er has been studying cooking these past few days and asked me to invite you before you leave.”
Heh.
Luo Sheng wished he could shake the person next to him awake.
He had just learned about Ge Jun’s fearsomeness from the crowd.
He was already breaking out in a cold sweat for Chen Fan, and this guy was thinking about dinner afterward?!
Are you sure you’ll still have such good teeth to eat with later?
Chen Fan frowned at Luo Sheng’s distressed expression. “What, you feel sorry for that Ge Jun?”
“An acquaintance?”
Chen Fan seemed troubled. “But I have to fight this match.”
Do I look like I feel sorry for Ge Jun!
I’m worried if you can even walk off the stage in one piece!
Luo Sheng took a deep breath. “Fan Ge, I know you’re capable, but didn’t you do any background checks before the challenge?! That Ge Jun is already a quasi-god level expert!”
“This is suicide!”
What was the concept of a god-level expert!
They didn’t even need to make grand movements; their mere aura could render others unable to move!
“Quasi-god level?”
Chen Fan nodded. “It’s not easy to find such a talent in the boxing ring. Don’t worry, I appreciate talent, I’ll go easy on him later.”
Luo Sheng’s face turned green with anger.
He could only pull out the Marrow Cleansing Pills from his embrace and stuff them all into Chen Fan’s arms. “Eat a few more if it hurts later, I’ve personally tested them.”
Tsk.
Chen Fan tossed the items back and stood up from his seat. “You keep them for your own use.”
Saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards the ring without looking back.
“Dong!”
With the crisp sound of gongs and drums, the highly anticipated match finally began!
“Please welcome challenger Jiuwei to the stage!”
As the host’s voice fell, Chen Fan leisurely walked onto the stage.
He showed no signs of worry about the match.
The host walked up to him with the microphone. “Jiuwei, as a newcomer, why did you choose to challenge Ge Jun?”
“Because he’s strong?”
The host let out a dry chuckle. “And what do you think your chances of winning this match are?”
“0:100”
The host, playing along, laughed heartily. “It seems Jiuwei truly acknowledges our Ge Jun’s strength! But there’s no need to be so self-deprecating and think you have no chance of winning, after all…”
Chen Fan frowned and interrupted her. “You misunderstood.”
“I meant my win rate is one hundred percent.”
Luo Sheng helplessly covered his forehead.
Even being arrogant, he wanted to fight.
As expected, after Chen Fan finished speaking, the crowd burst into unrestrained laughter.