Ji Xian watched the three arguing with a smile.

Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui were unwilling to keep their promise.

Wu Zhigao wouldn't let them off easily. Many people in the boxing gym were Wu Zhigao's men, and he could easily summon more than a dozen people at a moment's notice.

Wu Zhigao told them to fill a bucket with water so he could wash their hair while they were upside down.

Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui's expressions both changed.

Wu Zhigao is serious this time!

Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui looked around with pleading eyes.

They brought seven or eight henchmen with them, but they were blocked outside by a human wall, preventing his henchmen from coming to help.

Because of the promises they made in front of everyone, everyone heard their promises and is now just watching them fulfill them as a source of amusement.

At this moment, no one could stand up for them.

A hint of despair and regret appeared in Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui's eyes.

Just as Wu Zhigao's men lifted the two men up and were about to turn them upside down to wash their hair.

Meng Linghui shouted, "I refuse to accept this!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

Wu Zhigao retorted sarcastically, "You're still not convinced? What are you dissatisfied with?"

Meng Linghui said righteously, "Wipsky won 17 games in a row, while you only won one game, and you expect us to wash our hair upside down? I don't accept that!"

The promise to wash his hair upside down was made during this bet. Meng Linghui's statement is a bit far-fetched, but it's not entirely unreasonable.

Wu Zhigao frowned and asked, "Then what else do you want?"

Meng Linghui: "I'll call someone over for another match. If you can still win, then I'll admit defeat."

Wu Zhigao frowned in consideration.

The surrounding spectators thought the competition was over, but when they heard Meng Linghui say that he wanted to call someone else to compete, the people around them started to jeer.

"Fine, let's compete. If you're so capable, bring in more people."

If one person starts a commotion, many others will join in.

There are now voices rising and falling:

"Go ahead and yell if you dare!"

“If you don’t call yourself a human being, then you’re not a human being.”

Wu Zhigao rubbed his forehead.

Because someone challenged the venue today, and because Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui had maliciously publicized it, it attracted a lot of people and caused a great commotion.

Today's performance has made him famous in the city, and the boxing gym is busier than ever before.

Since the crowd's voices were so strong, Wu Zhigao had no choice but to go along with their wishes and reply, "Fine, since you're not convinced, I'll give you a chance to call for help."

Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui were overjoyed and hurriedly made phone calls, mobilizing all their connections and resources to find experts to come over.

Ji Xian leaned against the ropes by the ring with a smile, watching Wu Zhigao and the other two's childish grudges and feuds.

Wipsky's body had already been removed by professional medical personnel.

Ji Xian stood alone by the ring, enjoying the spotlight.

Some people will take the initiative to approach and strike up a conversation, wanting to make friends.

Ji Xian waved his hand in refusal and politely asked others not to bother him anymore.

This naturally includes Quan Zhongyi, a grandmaster of martial arts.

"Little guy, I see you have extraordinary bones; you're a good candidate for martial arts. Would you be interested in learning martial arts from me?"

Ji Xian was speechless for a moment. "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Quan Zhongyi: "Perhaps you don't know who I am. If you did, you would definitely beg to learn martial arts from me. My name is Quan Zhongyi. Have you heard of me?"

Ji Xian shook his head: "Never heard of it."

Quan Zhongyi was troubled. He was a well-known figure in the martial arts world, and everyone who studied martial arts knew his name.

Of course, this only applies to the martial arts community. It's normal for people outside the martial arts community not to know him.

Quan Zhongyi patiently recounted his illustrious achievements: President of the XX Martial Arts Association, Head of the X School of Xingyi Quan, and former Military Training Instructor of XX...

A bunch of random titles.

Ji Xian was uninterested and said, "Alright, I understand. I'm not interested in learning martial arts."

Quan Zhongyi became somewhat anxious upon hearing this.

He thought he could easily manipulate things because of his status.

But the kid didn't take it seriously and didn't appreciate it at all.

"Think it over carefully. This is a rare opportunity. It would be a waste for someone as talented as you not to practice martial arts!"

Quan Zhongyi was quite shocked by Ji Xian's head shaking and dodging of the punches. It was obvious at a glance that he had never practiced martial arts, yet he managed to dodge the punches with his reflexes. If he were to practice systematically, wouldn't he be incredibly powerful? He would soar to great heights!

Quan Zhongyi was unwilling to give up and continued to persuade him, but Ji Xian got annoyed and said, "Sorry, I'm really not interested. You should find someone else."

Quan Zhongyi was both angry and anxious, and couldn't think of a way to persuade the boy.

Just then, his old friend, whom he had just invited, arrived.

He rushed off to greet his old friend.

This is an elderly man who is also quite old, looking to be over 70, but with a ruddy complexion and a steady gait.

She walked over with a smile.

Ke Shi asked Quan Zhongyi with a smile, "You called me here because you're saying which kid is a martial arts prodigy?"

Ji Xian stood by the ring, watching the lively scene below with a smile.

"That's the kid!"

Ke Shi scrutinized Ji Xian carefully, but couldn't see anything particularly special about his appearance. "He looks alright, a pretty energetic young man. What do you like about him?"

Quan Zhongyi immediately recounted the match that had just taken place.

Some people shake their heads and remain motionless while dodging hundreds of punches; others kick their opponents away without even seeing the kick.

After listening, Ke Shi laughed and said, "I know you admire that kid, but you don't have to exaggerate him to the point of being a god, do you?"

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