Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

No matter what, we can't let that Ye guy continue to be so arrogant! We must get back at him!

Let everyone see how the masters Zhou Haiping invited easily defeated their opponents!

Thinking of this, he felt excited, as if he had seen the dawn of victory beckoning to him.

Huawu Boxing Club is located in an office building in the East District Commercial City. Its eye-catching sign spans the entire building, making it hard to ignore.

No matter whether pedestrians are far or near, they will be attracted by the huge sign as long as they look up slightly.

When you walk into this club, you will be shocked by its unique decoration style. The exterior is dominated by wooden structure, exuding a simple and elegant charm. The interior cleverly integrates various high-tech elements. Through scientific means, all facilities such as doors, windows, TVs, and lights are connected together to create a space that combines classical beauty with modern convenience.

Such decoration and design undoubtedly requires huge investment. It is estimated that without millions of dollars of investment, it is impossible to achieve such an effect.

When Zhou Haiping and Lin Beichen approached the door of the club, the door opened automatically, and at the same time, a synthetic voice like a little girl sounded in their ears: "Welcome to the Huawu Boxing Club, please confirm your identity."

After Zhou Haiping finished scanning, the inner door slowly opened with a crisp bell. He led Lin Beichen to the elevator and introduced: "Due to the scarcity of staff, only the fitness area on the second floor and the boxing gym on the third floor are still in operation. My cousin has spent all his family property to build this club, but the current situation makes him feel stressed."

Lin Beichen nodded to show his understanding. The decoration cost alone was a considerable expense, not to mention the rent of the office building itself which was located in a prime location.

The two soon arrived at the lobby on the third floor, where they could vaguely see various fitness equipment and martial arts equipment through the screen. These equipment had been modified and packaged to a certain extent, giving them a sense of historical sedimentation.

The most attractive thing is the dozen or so arenas. Each arena is more than ten meters square, with stone and wood as the main structure, exuding a rough and wild beauty. At this moment, a fierce melee was taking place on one of the arenas. A strong man in a blue sweatshirt was beating up a dozen other people, and the scene was quite tragic.

Lin Beichen glanced at the battle on the stage and saw through the strong man's strengths and weaknesses: "This big-faced strong man is so ruthless, could he be from Korea?"

"No." A bald, well-dressed man came over and said, "But he is planning to immigrate there. This guy is known to be fierce here."

The bald man greeted Zhou Haiping first, then turned to Lin Beichen and said with a smile: "You are Mr. Lin, right? I have heard of your name for a long time. It is an honor for our club that you can come to help. No matter what the result is, we will transfer the full amount of 5 million to your account as a token of our gratitude."

These words were spoken with great lofty spirit, and coupled with his tall stature and mighty aura, they really gave people a feeling of overwhelming power.

However, Lin Beichen was not moved at all. He raised his lips slightly, revealing a playful smile, and said with a raised eyebrow: "Since it is a job, of course I have to pay. This is a matter of course. However, the price I agreed with him was six million, why did it become five million when it came to you?"

Hearing Lin Beichen's words, the bald strong man's expression changed slightly.

He glared at Zhou Haiping, suppressed his displeasure, and said to Lin Beichen: "Haiping did mention the six million to me before, but he said that if you can help us solve the current predicament, we will give you an additional bonus of one million. Therefore, the basic salary is still five million."

"Oh?" Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows. "So you want to see if I have the real ability before deciding whether to give me the extra one million?"

"You can say that," the bald man said frankly, "After all, we don't know how strong you are. If you can show enough strength, we will definitely give you the one million."

As he spoke, the bald burly man suddenly took a step forward and punched Lin Beichen in the chest.

The punch was so powerful that a sonic boom was even heard in the air. It was obvious that he was trying to test Lin Beichen's strength.

However, facing this sudden attack, Lin Beichen did not show any panic at all.

He slightly tilted his body and easily dodged the punch. At the same time, his right hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed the bald man's fist.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the bald strong man's face turned pale in an instant.

He felt as if his fist was clamped by a pair of pliers, unable to move. Lin Beichen looked at him calmly, with a playful smile on his face.

"Now, do you think I am qualified to take the six million?" Lin Beichen let go of his hand and asked lightly.

The bald man covered his painful fist and looked at Lin Beichen in horror. He had never thought that this thin young man could have such terrifying strength. Such strength was far beyond his imagination.

"Yes! Yes! You are definitely qualified!" The bald man nodded repeatedly, his tone full of awe. "I am sorry for offending you. Please forgive me."

At this moment, an arrogant voice was heard again from the ring.

It turned out that the burly man in the blue sweatshirt was mocking the people in the audience. He obviously didn't take anyone seriously and looked like he was the only one who mattered.

Old Yuan was so angry when he saw this that his face turned pale. He pointed at the sturdy man on the ring and said to Lin Beichen, "Mr. Lin, do you see that guy? He is our current number one enemy. If you can help us defeat him, we will definitely give you the 10 million."

Hearing this, Lin Beichen looked up at the ring, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He smiled slightly and nodded: "Okay, then let me meet this arrogant guy." As he said that, he walked towards the ring.

"If you give me 51% of the shares, I can help your club prosper; otherwise, I also have a way to make your club fall into ruin, do you believe it?" The other party's tone was somewhat arrogant and threatening.

This behavior of demanding to occupy the majority of the shares is even more domineering than that of a bandit.

Although Old Yuan was angry, considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, he had to hold back for the time being and did not explode immediately.

"Mr. Ye, stop daydreaming." Old Yuan pointed at Lin Beichen beside him and said to Ye Shengguang, "Want shares? Defeat him first." Ye Shengguang snorted disdainfully, walked down from the ring, looked at Lin Beichen, and raised a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth: "Little guy, it seems that Old Yuan has given you a lot of benefits to give you the courage to stand here."

He moved his wrists, and the bones made crackling sounds, as if announcing his strength. He stared at Lin Beichen and threatened: "If you don't want to get hurt, leave immediately. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you taste my fist."

In Ye Shengguang's eyes, Lin Beichen was just a weakling who was temporarily brought in to make up the numbers, a fool who was blinded by interests. He was full of confidence and thought that he could knock this kid down with one punch.

However, Lin Beichen was not afraid at all. He looked up to meet Ye Shengguang's gaze and sneered, "Do you think you are great just because you defeated a few people? You can be arrogant in front of me? Who gave you the courage? Was it Fish Leong?"

"Asshole!" Ye Shengguang roared, staring at Lin Beichen with red eyes. He rushed towards Lin Beichen and hit Lin Beichen's forehead with his fist as big as a casserole.

The power of this punch was like a knife slashing through the sky, the air seemed to be torn apart, and the thunderous sound of sonic booms was endless. The power, speed, and angle of this punch all showed Ye Shengguang's strength as a Taekwondo master.

However, just when the fist was about to hit the target, Lin Beichen suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Shengguang's wrist. The surging power seemed to disappear without a trace at this moment.

Ye Shengguang stared with wide eyes at Lin Beichen's sarcastic sneer and was shocked.

He asked himself if this punch was enough to shatter a stone slab, let alone a flesh and blood body?
But the boy in front of him caught his fist easily and completely neutralized its force.

"This is impossible!" Ye Shengguang roared. He was unwilling to accept this fact. He stomped his foot on the ground and the marble floor shattered instantly. He took advantage of the reaction force to fly into the air and kicked Lin Beichen in the chest.

The power of this kick was as strong as thunder and lightning, and the momentum was as if it was going to destroy everything.

The crowd watching all exclaimed in surprise. They couldn't imagine what kind of damage this kick would cause if it landed on a person.

However, facing this horrific attack, Lin Beichen just sneered and reached out to grab Ye Shengguang's ankle.

There was a sound of "crack" and bones breaking, followed by Ye Shengguang's shrill scream.

Lin Beichen waved his hand and Ye Shengguang flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Beichen kicked Ye Shengguang in the chest, sending him flying more than ten meters away and hitting the wall heavily.

Several cracks appeared on the wall instantly, as if it would collapse at any time. Ye Shengguang collapsed to the ground like mud, unable to move.

"How dare an ant-like thing act so arrogantly in front of me?"

Lin Beichen walked up to Ye Shengguang, looked down at him and said calmly: "Take your people and get out of here immediately. If you dare to come here to see you again, I will beat you up."

The crowd watching was now in deathly silence. They could not imagine that this seemingly frail boy actually possessed such terrifying strength.

Old Yuan looked at Lin Beichen in astonishment. He knew that he had really misjudged him this time.

It's unbelievable that he is so young and yet so powerful.

Old Yuan couldn't help but echo in his mind what Zhou Haiping once said: "This person's strength is comparable to that of the ancient masters, and he has the ability to break monuments and shatter stones." Now it seems that this is not just a description, but a true portrayal.

Ye Shengguang struggled to stand up against the wall, his eyes full of horror. He looked at Lin Beichen and asked in a trembling voice: "You, who are you? How can you have such powerful strength?" He considered himself to be a leader in the Taekwondo world of Hong Kong City and was also well-known internationally. However, at this moment, in front of Lin Beichen, he seemed so vulnerable.

Lin Beichen glanced at Ye Shengguang coldly, with a disdainful smile on his lips. He pointed to the door and said lightly: "Are you not leaving yet? Do you want me to see you off personally?" This glance made Ye Shengguang feel as if he was in endless fear. He stood up mechanically and staggered towards the door.

As soon as he reached the door, Ye Shengguang seemed to have regained some of his sanity. He turned around and pointed at Lin Beichen, shouting in horror: "Devil, he is a devil!" The voice was full of despair and fear.

At this time, a burly, muscular man walked in. He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and had short hair like thorns, giving people a strong sense of oppression. This man was Luo Ren, an important figure in the Luo family and Ye Shengguang's boss.

Luo Ren glanced at Lin Beichen, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he said: "What a great kung fu, even Sheng Guang is no match for you. With your strength, you would have been called a master a hundred years ago." He paused here, then stretched out his hand and said: "It's rare to meet a master like you, why don't we have a fight?"

When Old Yuan saw Luo Ren appear, his face suddenly turned ugly. He glared at Luo Ren and said angrily: "Luo Ren, what are you doing here? You are not welcome here!" He knew that Luo Ren must have had bad intentions.

However, Luo Ren ignored Lao Yuan's anger and continued to stare at Lin Beichen, waiting for his answer. Lin Beichen looked Luo Ren up and down, then sneered and said, "You? You are not even as good as Ye Shengguang, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone couldn't believe their ears. Lin Beichen actually dared to mock Luo Ren like this! You know, Luo Ren is an important figure in the Luo family, one of the four major families in Hong Kong City! Such an identity and status can be said to be very important in Hong Kong City!

Luo Ren's face also turned gloomy instantly. He frowned and looked at Lin Beichen and said, "It's good for young people to be confident, but overconfidence is arrogance. I hope you can face the reality and don't do anything that you will regret."

"Mr. Lin." Old Yuan also hurriedly walked to Lin Beichen and whispered: "The Luo family is not something we can afford to offend. You should apologize quickly. Otherwise, if Luo Ren really gets angry, the consequences will be disastrous!"

However, Lin Beichen seemed to have not heard what the two said. He looked coldly at Luo Ren and Ye Shengguang, with a disdainful smile on their faces. This smile made the two feel inexplicably frightened, as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast.

At this moment, Ye Shengguang suddenly roared and smashed a metal lamp weighing dozens of kilograms at the back of Lin Beichen's head! This sudden sneak attack shocked everyone! (End of this chapter)