Cheng Hai's words left the club members, who had been mocking Shen Qiang with disdain on their faces, stunned.

"What? Cheng Hai has to go all out to fight Shen Qiang? Isn't he just some thug with a bit of money and a little influence? Does he really deserve Cheng Hai's serious effort?"

"Exactly, what's going on? The city's fighting champion was taken down by Cheng Hai with just one punch. To put it bluntly, I think even if those champions on TV came here, Cheng Hai could win without being serious. Now he's taking Shen Qiang so seriously — could it be that this Shen Qiang is really that good in a fight?"

"Are you kidding me? Shen Qiang doesn't even have big muscles, and he's always surrounded by women, looking like a playboy. And Cheng Hai thinks he's a threat?"

The people in the club looked at each other in disbelief.

But at that moment, Shen Qiang was not in the mood to pay attention to them.

For Shen Qiang, using a match to divert attention and ease the tense atmosphere between Xu Nan, Bai Jiao, and Qianshan Xue and Aili was the best course of action.

Especially regarding Cheng Hai.

During this period, Shen Qiang had done some investigation.

Cheng Hai's family, strictly speaking, was not a Cultivation Family but a Martial Arts Family.

However, Cheng Hai, as a child, had encountered strange people, thus acquiring a Cultivation Technique and a weighted Magical Treasure.

His talent was excellent.

The Martial Arts Family was also adept at combat sports.

As a child, he had won several martial arts competitions.

But since his cultivation achievements, he had never participated in any martial arts or combat sports competitions again.

He remained active in the combat sports circle as an amateur enthusiast.

He was very formidable.

Many combat champions had been defeated by him.

So in some ways, Cheng Hai was almost a protagonist from some adventure tale, a character who gained fortunes, practiced Divine Skills, and had an awe-inspiring presence.

And his only flaw was his strong inclination toward violence.

Often in competitions, he caused severe injuries to his opponents.

If you seriously consider it from a combat athlete's perspective, he is definitely not a perfect sportsman.

But for Shen Qiang,

This Cheng Hai was a perfect fierce general.

His violent tendencies, on the battlefield, absolutely represented ferocity. Not to mention his Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation, his physical strength was incomparable to that of ordinary cultivators.

Under the weight of ten thousand kilograms, if he went all out, demolishing a building would indeed be a matter of a few punches and kicks.

Such a young, strong, and fierce Body Cultivator could not be cultivated in just a decade or so. Therefore, both Ji Liangchuan and Shen Qiang had listed him as a person to recruit.

Especially for Shen Qiang, having such a fierce general under his command,

As long as he was reliable, with a bit of guidance and some Elixir Magical Treasures, it wouldn't take long for him to become a powerhouse above the Mixed Element Realm.

By then, it would definitely be a significant enhancement!

That was why, when Shen Qiang last encountered Cheng Hai, he had added the condition that if Cheng Hai lost, he would have to become his subordinate.

Walking beside the ring, Shen Qiang took off his clothes, wore basketball shorts, went shirtless, and lightly leaped onto the ring after pulling the railing.

Someone handed him a pair of boxing gloves.

Meanwhile, a sparring partner helped Shen Qiang strap on the gloves.

"Your progress surprises me," Cheng Hai said seriously on the ring, communicating telepathically with Shen Qiang. "The last time I saw you, I felt your weight tolerance was around five thousand kilograms. Now, I guess your physical strength can support around seven or eight thousand kilograms, right?"

Shen Qiang heard this and smiled faintly, raising his eyebrows lightly as he replied, "Eleven thousand kilograms. This is the result of my three months of hard training."

Cheng Hai was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Shen Qiang.

Seeing him silent, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "So you can go all out now, and remember our agreement, if you lose, you'll join the Shen Family and call me 'boss' for life."

Hearing this, Cheng Hai's eyes suddenly gleamed, and he gently shook his neck, swinging his arms lightly, his gloves rubbing against the air, producing a hissing sound like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

With excited eyes, Cheng Hai said, "To beat a piece of trash like you, three punches are enough, so you'd better not disappoint me. If you go down with one punch, I think your little girlfriends will cry."

Upon hearing this, fighting spirit ignited in Shen Qiang's eyes as well.

At this point, a sparring partner had already helped Shen Qiang put on his gloves and adjusted his shorts before signaling that both parties could start the match, also announcing the rules of the match.

The rules were simple.

There were no referees throughout the match.

The match would end if one party was knocked down, knocked out of the ring, or admitted defeat.

Hitting the groin and the back of the head was prohibited.

Using elbows, shoulders, knees, legs, throws, grappling, and various other combat skills was allowed.

After the rules were announced.

The sparring partner declared the start of the match and then left the ring.

Shen Qiang and Cheng Hai gently bumped their gloves as a sign of politeness, and after the match officially began, both started cautiously sizing each other up.

At this moment, below the ring.

Members of the martial arts club were whistling and screaming.

"Brother Hai is invincible!"

"Knock him out!"

"Hahaha, crush that Shen Qiang!"

Amid their cheers, Shen Qiang and Cheng Hai started moving, Bang! Bang!

They exchanged punches directly landing on flesh; neither man dodged, and the dull, heavy impacts seemed devoid of any skill.

However, this made Qian Shanxue, who was below the ring, slightly surprised.

"This Cheng Hai is so strong. Shen Qiang's punches were powerful, and even without using True Qi, no ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator could withstand them just with their body, but Cheng Hai didn't seem troubled at all. Such physical strength gives him great survivability in combat."

As Qian Shanxue showed a surprised expression, Ji Liangchuan, tall and handsome, keenly observed her expression and said, "This Cheng Hai is a Body Cultivator; his own body is his strongest magical treasure."

"So even though Shen Qiang is enviably talented, personally, I think in a combat based solely on physical power, Shen Qiang is unlikely to defeat Cheng Hai."

Hearing this, Qian Shanxue didn't react, but Bai Jiao was anxious, "Ah, Ji Liangchuan you jerk, if you think Shen Qiang can't win, then stop him! Aren't you his good friend?"

Ji Liangchuan awkwardly replied, "This, how can I stop them? It's a man's fight."

Meanwhile, on the ring, Cheng Hai's presence suddenly changed, and he laughed wildly, "Such a thrill, hahaha, Shen Qiang, you hit me hard, and it feels so good. Watch out, this is the third punch, time for you to fall!"

Almost before he had finished speaking, Cheng Hai had disappeared from the ring, and the next second, his iron fist was already crashing towards Shen Qiang's cheek.

The club members immediately screamed excitedly.

"There it is! Brother Hai's devil's stride!"

"Oh, a definite one-punch knockout!"

"That movement technique is so cool!"

Meanwhile, on the ring, Shen Qiang also suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Since you've removed the weights, let's fight!"

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