Obviously, in such a morbid era, it was very difficult for a male compatriot to develop his career calmly and settle down.
Not long after, Xiao Peng called. "Hello, Auntie, something bad has happened!"
The lady boss was a little confused. She was still waiting for her nephew to report the good news, but he suddenly brought bad news.
"What's wrong?"
"Zhou Zi 'ang is really dead!" Xiao Peng's voice was trembling.
"Wow." They heard a wave of shock and their expressions were a little strange.
Previously, they had thought that the woman was talking nonsense. How could an inner court disciple be talking nonsense as well!?
"Xiao Peng, you're not scaring Auntie, are you? How could someone like Zhou Zi 'ang die?" The lady boss's words also voiced the doubts of the group of tourists.
"Ahem, I just got the news from Gyeongbu Hall. He was muddle-headed and challenged the heaven-defying martial artist who ranked first on the National Leaderboard. In the end, the fight was too intense. Although he severely injured the monster who ranked first on the National Leaderboard, he was also beheaded …" Xiao Peng said.
"Oh!"
Everyone immediately came to a realization. As the saying went, one wouldn't die if one didn't court death. Actions like Zhou Zi 'ang's were purely suicidal. The person ranked first on the National Leaderboard could only be described as heaven-defying, monster, and world-renowned.
Countless young martial artists yearned to climb to that position, but there was only one person who could really climb to that position. It was precisely because that guy was as stable as Mount Tai that the number one throne had never changed hands since the Hero Leaderboard was released!
This was extremely shocking. It was no exaggeration to say that he represented the future of Hua Xia's martial arts!
Zhou Zi 'ang was indeed brilliant for being able to climb to the fourth place on the National Leaderboard. However, compared to Hua Xia, who was the number one young talent, there was still an irreparable gap.
"Sigh, he must be out of his mind. At that level, it's already an amazing thing to be able to move forward. Yet, he still wants to take the throne of number one!"
"Indeed, he can't blame others for this."
"From the looks of it, no one should be able to subdue this kid today."
Hearing these discussions, the Lady Boss's face turned green. Just as she was about to ask Xiao Peng to find another helper, a voice suddenly rang out.
On the other side of the Mediterranean Sea, there was a sound of uncontrollable joy.
"Brother Qiang, you're finally here. Eh, who is this?"
"Come, let me introduce you. This is Yinci from the Dragon and Tiger Society. You should know about the dojo challenge competition that ended not long ago. He is the champion!"
Brother Qiang pointed at the young man beside him. The latter looked indifferent as he continued to play games on his phone.
As soon as he said that, he immediately attracted a burst of envious gazes. No wonder he was a local business tycoon in Beijing. He came out for a walk and was accompanied by the champion of the dojo challenge competition.
"Aha, nice to meet you." The balding man was excited. He was the champion of the Dojo Challenge!
In other words, he was stronger than Zhou Zi 'ang. It would be a piece of cake for him to deal with that kid!
Although Yinci was arrogant, it did not affect the attitude of a slave. Although he did not pay much attention to dojo challenge competitions, he knew very well what it meant to be the champion. Even among the top six dojos, the champion was an awesome figure!
Even if he was a billionaire, he could not help but worship him. Of course, this scene was very shocking in the eyes of the tourists. They did not have many opportunities to interact with martial artists. On the contrary, the Internet often reported the luxurious life of the rich.
No one knew when it started, but most people liked to use money to measure their social status. It seemed like this was the case, but in various fields, there were also a group of people who might be poor, but they could win the respect and awe of the big shots.
Without a doubt, powerful martial artists were one of them. At this time, the balding man's submissive tone had also refreshed their understanding of martial artists.
"Brother Qiang, I met a guy who doesn't know what's good for him. I don't know how to deal with him. Since the champion of the dojo challenge competition is here, can you ask him to show off his skills?" The balding man winked and asked.
"Yes, brother. This kid is from Nan Yun. He is not that powerful. Why don't we let our local masters teach him a lesson?"
The Lady Boss also echoed. At this juncture, she could only make a desperate attempt. After all, something had happened to Zhou Zi 'ang, and Gyeongbu Hall must be sad. It would be inconvenient to ask someone else to help. Now that there was someone ready-made, she naturally did not mind egging him on.
"Oh, that's easy. I'm not bragging, but Yinci just punched him, and that guy was blown away. How can the martial arts of Beijing and Nan Yun be compared?" Brother Qiang shrugged.
"Yes, a small Nan Yun martial artist came to Beijing to cause trouble. Isn't he asking for trouble?"
"Sigh, sure enough, there is always someone better than you. This kid has admitted defeat today."
In fact, there were some people who supported me when I was in the limelight. This matter was the Lady Boss's fault. She tried to cheat the tourists of their money, but it developed into an unmanageable situation.
What I did, on the one hand, was to protect my own interests. On the other hand, it also represented the voice of the majority of the people at the bottom of the society. The kind of courage that the nobles and marquis had was vividly displayed in me.
Therefore, many people resonated with me.
So much so that some people's previous sarcasm and ridicule turned into a sigh of sympathy. If there was such a person who could represent the foreigners in Beijing, it would also be a great thing. Unfortunately, this idea was unrealistic. In front of the dojo challenge competition's champion, they could only kowtow and admit their mistakes.
"Little brother Yinci, can I trouble you to make a move?" Brother Qiang asked with an apologetic smile.
"What's so difficult about it? Recently, I have been full of hatred for Nan Yun's martial artists. Wait, let him live a little longer. After this group fight and we win the competition, I will make a move." Yinci pursed his lips, showing a cynical attitude.
Hearing Yinci agree, the balding man was overjoyed. He gave a thumbs up to Brother Qiang and praised him.
"My Brother Qiang has many ways to deal with this society!"
Brother Qiang raised his head, feeling a little proud. It felt good to show off in front of his business partner.
"Hehe, that's right, Brother Qiang, what do you think of that girl?" The balding man looked at Guan Ruolan, who had a disgusted expression.
"Very hot!"
Brother Qiang exclaimed. He had been in contact with many popular female celebrities, but there were very few who could be compared to Guan Ruolan.
Moreover, some men's mentality was very strange. For women who threw themselves into their arms, they chose to ignore them. They were even too lazy to open their arms. For example, Guan Ruolan, with a little rejection and resistance, could instead arouse the man's inner possessiveness.
Perhaps it was because they had encountered too many flirtatious women, so they preferred challenging women.