Chapter 26 The Day of the Challenge

New Town, Five Diamond Royal Hotel.

Noble and luxurious, crowning Xia Lin’s day of release from prison.

The entire hotel was booked by the Beifeng Group and was opened today just for Xia Lin.

At this moment, Xia Lin had changed into a comfortable white training suit made of pure silk. The word "North Wind" was embroidered on the chest of the training suit.

Behind him, a large word "凶" caught people's attention - this meant that Xia Lin had become a fierce warrior of the Beifeng Group.

Xia Lin sat at the long table. Just as he had said before, he was going to have a feast that Duan Jun could never have imagined.

The table was filled with lamb, bear paws, and other delicacies, all for Xia Lin to enjoy alone.

He enjoyed the meal, but the voice of the housekeeper beside him was a bit nagging.

"Article 15 of the Agreement..."

The old butler was reading the violent agreement to Xia Lin, and Xia Lin was listening impatiently.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging me. Just give me the pen and I'll sign it."

This made the butler stunned, but he still obediently shut his mouth and handed over the pen.

He is from the Beifeng Group and sits on the Beifeng side.

Since Xia Lin didn't want to figure out the agreement and wasn't afraid of traps in it, he didn't bother to say more.

With a "swish" sound, Xia Lin signed his name on the last page of the agreement. While muttering "That's it," he refocused his attention on the delicious food in front of him.

After eating and drinking his fill, Xia Lin leaned back comfortably in the chair, enjoying the fruit brought to his mouth by the maid while speaking slowly.

“I have no place to live.”

Butler: "The consortium gave you a house, not far from the Five Diamond Royal Hotel."

"How old?"

"888 square meters."

"That's not bad. Oh, by the way, the housekeeper, the cook, the waiter, the masseur..."

"We have packages. If you are not satisfied with them, you can always replace them, including me as the housekeeper. Your feelings are the top priority."

Xia Lin nodded with satisfaction.

You see, even if it was just a guess, he had guessed most of what he was going to experience.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin sat up and said with a smile: "Professional training grounds and professional coaches..."

"From today on, the inner court of Beifeng Martial Arts School will be opened exclusively for you."

The Beifeng Martial Arts School is the supporting martial arts school of the Beifeng Group.

Now Xia Lin has become Beifeng's fierce warrior. His status in Beifeng Martial Arts School is even higher than that of the master of Beifeng Martial Arts School!

After all, the director is old and can’t fight anymore.

Naturally, the value is not great.

"How does Bei Feng calculate the supply of potions?"

The butler smiled and said, "Of course there is no limit on the supply. We have both universal and restricted types. You can inject as you like according to your needs."

"Of course, I have to make it clear in advance that we at Beifeng do not have some of the top-level medicines of Oros Pharmaceuticals or the special medicines of other consortiums, and we are unlikely to be able to provide them."

The Beifeng Group is the weakest group among the hundreds of groups in Xiongwu City.

With poor technical capabilities and weak connections, they can’t get good stuff and can’t research on their own, so naturally the drug support they can provide to Xia Lin is not very good.

But Xia Lin didn't care.

Things like potions are okay to have or not, as he doesn't rely on them to increase his attributes.

And the pros and cons are interdependent...

The Beifeng Group is not good enough, so they would like to see Xia Lin, a rookie. Even the big groups may not be interested in Xia Lin's ability.

"That leaves only one last question."

“When can I go on stage?”

The butler gave the answer: "Originally it was ten days later, but that was only because we at Beifeng didn't find a suitable fierce warrior. Now that we have you, the first fierce warrior competition will be held in three days."

"Low-level fierce martial arts competition, the opponent is the Ori Group."

As he spoke, the butler came closer and whispered, "The master hopes that you will go all out and use the means that can blow down a building to crush Ori's arrogance!"

The Beifeng Group is already aware of the destructive power of the Fatal Missile Fist.

But they didn’t want to delve into it.

Because as long as you can pass the stage security check, it is not against the rules to use any means on the stage! Including mechanical modification and implanted thermal weapons! Xia Lin smiled and nodded, but his mind was on another matter.

He remembered that he seemed to have a membership card of the Ori Martial Arts School.

…

Three days passed in a flash.

But in fact, the pre-match publicity for the fierce fighting competition between Beifeng and Ori had already started two days ago.

This is what a fierce city is like.

The Fierce Martial Arts Contest is the top sports event and entertainment program in this Jhin District. The ratings of every Fierce Martial Arts Contest will be explosive!

Regardless of level!

In the old city, in the Sanxiang Martial Arts School.

Zhou Yan turned on the TV on time and sat in front of it.

This is the old man's habit after retirement... He will not miss any fierce fighting competition.

Even though the top-level fierce martial arts competition was a bit interesting in the eyes of the old man, the lower-level fierce martial arts competition was nothing more than a child's play in his eyes...

But what can I say? When you retire, you have to enjoy your leisure time and find something fun to kill time - and those ferocious warriors with numerous flaws and eye-catching operations are great fun.

Bai Guang and Li Peipei also finished their practice for the day and moved their stools to the back of the old man.

After a few days, Li Peipei has lost a lot of fat and now weighs only about 1,800 pounds.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

She sat behind Zhou Yan and beside Bai Guang like a small mountain, watching the pre-match warm-up dance on TV with a cold light in her eyes.

She watched the ad.

I also know who is the person who will be on stage today.

Xia Lin.

Her old enemy and the pre-determined external plug-in! She didn't expect that Xia Lin would follow Bai Guang into this ember area.

But this is undoubtedly extremely good news for her.

Now, Xia Lin's trace is known. All she needs to do is capture Xia Lin before he leaves the Cinders and plant some interesting tricks on him. Xia Lin will definitely not escape her clutches! But there is no rush.

Because Xia Lin is only one of the necessary conditions for her to become powerful. The second necessary condition is the Blood Evil Breathing Method.

Having said this, Li Peipei finally spoke.

"Teacher, when can I enter the fierce martial arts arena?"

Zhou Yan didn't look back, but just said: "A week later, you and Bai Guang will both go on stage to represent Huaxin Technology."

Huaxin Technology, one of the three major conglomerates.

Zhou Yan added further.

"Start from the High-level Fierce Warrior Arena. If you win all five matches, you will be promoted to the Top-level Fierce Warrior Arena and be qualified to compete for the title of the Sixth Generation Fierce Warrior King."

Bai Guang and Li Peipei let out a breath at the same time.

The advanced fierce martial arts competition was already a big test for the two of them.

And the top fierce martial arts competition...

Just as the two were thinking about this, the light on the TV flickered.

Amid the lights of fireworks, the two contestants took the stage.

…

In the old town, in the police station.

Duan Jun turned on the TV for some unknown reason.

The host's crazy roar was heard on TV.

"First, please invite the fierce warrior who has three low-level fierce warrior battles, two wins and one loss..."

"Ori Group, Wind Kick, Tarzan!"

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

"Tarzan! Tarzan!!"

There was a huge cheer at the scene.

"Next up is the rookie from Beifeng Group, Explosive Fist, Xia Lin!"

The stage slowly rose, revealing Xia Lin’s dark, smelly face.

Looking at Xia Lin on the screen, Duan Jun didn't know why he couldn't feel any disgust or hatred towards her.

He just looked at Xia Lin and sighed softly.

I don’t know why Xia Lin has so much complaints in his heart that he can’t vent them out at this moment.

"Who gave me this ridiculous name, Explosive Fist?!"

"I've already told you, my nickname is Uncertain Shadow! It's Uncertain Shadow, you bastard!"

"At worst you could call yourself Fierce Martial God, East Wind Fist Demon or something like that and that would be fine, but what the hell is Explosive Bomb Fist?!"

(End of this chapter)