Surge of Cultivation

Although Tong Shi had helped Ye Qingdi and lent him two hundred thousand federal coins, causing Ye Qingdi's impression of him to drastically change and his impression of him to soar, Ye Qingdi was in a hurry to eat breakfast. After that, he still had to go out to do some work, so he couldn't not brush his teeth and wash his face.

Tong Shi indeed stopped clenching his fist and nodded to him. Then, he walked to the stone table under the grape arbor and drank a mouthful from his teacup.

"My two hundred thousand federal coins, when are you going to pay me back?" Tong Shi suddenly asked loudly.

Ye Qingdi was brushing his teeth and almost spat out the toothpaste in his mouth when he heard this. He thought to himself, this uncle really knows how to enjoy the scenery. Can't I bring it up another time?

"Uncle Tong, don't worry. I'll return the money as soon as possible." Ye Qingdi did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Will you do it within a month? "If I drag it on for too long, I'll lose a lot of interest!"

"I'll try my best..." Ye Qingdi suddenly thought of something. He hastily brushed his teeth, washed his face, and asked, "Uncle Tong, can I ask you something? Do you have any money or quick jobs?"

Tong Shi thought for a moment, then made a throat slitting motion with his palm, and said, "Yes. "Become an assassin!"

"..."

"Really. After you become a killer, as long as you can complete a mission, the money you earn will be enough to cover a long period of time. " Tong Shi said with a serious expression.

"Uncle Tong, I'm a law-abiding citizen. Please don't lead me to the abyss of crime, okay? Other than the killers, is there anything else? "

"Yes." To be a duck... Cough cough … This won't do as well. You are too young, and once you enter this field, your body will soon collapse... "

"..."

The lofty image that Tong Shi had built up in Ye Qingdi's heart last night once again crumbled at this moment.

"What nonsense is this wretched uncle's brain filled with? If this was heard by Tong Yan just now, wouldn't you blush?" How can you bear it? " Ye Qingdi frowned and silently cursed in his heart.

"Uncle Tong, I'm seriously asking for your advice. Can you please answer me seriously as well?" Emperor Ye Qing said with a stern expression.

"Hmm, let me think... "Think about it..." Tong Shi raised his left hand and gently stroked his neatly combed hair. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "If you think your strength is not bad, then go and fight a black fist!"

"Black Fist?" "I don't understand …" Ye Qingdi shook his head.

"Do you know of Sky City? Near there is the largest Black Fist Club in the city. You can go there and take a look and you'll understand everything. If you are strong enough, you can easily earn a hundred and eighty thousand a day. "

"You can earn that much?" Ye Qingdi's eyes immediately lit up, "I have been to Sky City once. Where is the Black Fist Club you mentioned? Uncle Tong, please tell me the details of the address … "

… ….

An hour later, Ye Qingdi, who had eaten breakfast and changed into a new set of clothes, appeared in front of a "Starry Yu Club" in Zhongcheng.

From the outside, this club was no different from those bars in the Midtown City, the only difference was that there were two strong men guarding the door. The two strong men were both 1.9 meters tall, and their bodies were as strong as two wild bulls.

If a martial artist were to pass by, they would be able to sense the powerful aura exuded by these two big men. There was no provocation or attack in the aura, only warning and threat, indicating that no one would come close.

"It's just two gatekeepers, but they already have the strength of a level four Star Warrior. It seems like the boss behind this Starry Night Club is also a big figure!" Ye Qingdi raised his head and glanced at the golden words "Starry Night Club" above the club, then walked towards the club's entrance with his chest held high.

"What are you doing?" The two burly men stretched out their hands to stop Ye Qingdi at the same time.

"Fighting style!" Ye Qingdi spoke in a solemn voice according to Tong Shi's instructions.

"Fighting?" The two men looked at each other and sized up Ye Qingdi.

She looks so pink and dressed so shabby, where did this kid come from? Didn't he know that black boxing was equivalent to risking one's life? Was he not afraid to go in standing and lie down?

"Why? Can't I?" Without waiting for the two men to speak, Ye Qingdi took out the student card that he brought with him from the number one True Martial University, and handed it to them to prove that he was a level six star warrior and had met the minimum requirements to join Black Fist, which was set by the "Starry Sky Club".

To be able to enter the number one True Martial University in the Central City meant that his strength was definitely above a level six star warrior. Therefore, after the two men checked Ye Qingdi's student card, they knew that he was not here to cause trouble, so they waved their hands and let him in.

It seemed like this fellow was lacking in money, which was why he decided to come here to fight for money. He wondered if he would be able to walk out safe and sound after a while. As long as it wasn't someone who was carried out, it was fine!

Ye Qingdi walked into the lobby of the "Starry Night Club" and showed his student card to the receptionist again. He had her register his identity card, paid a deposit, drawn up an account, and signed a contract to show that any accidents occurred during the martial arts practice. He was responsible for all of his actions.

After completing a set of procedures, Ye Qingdi received an appearance number plate. He hung the number plate by his waist, and under the guidance of a waiter, he walked around the huge screen in the front hall, through a long golden corridor and into a small resting room.

There were already two men and one woman sitting in the resting room. They were all much older than Ye Qingdi and had number plates on them. They were probably going to fight in the arena later.

Seeing Ye Qingdi enter, the three men were astonished. They did not expect that at such a young age, Ye Qingdi would have the status of a level six star martial artist. Compared to him, it was a bit embarrassing for him to have the status of a level six star martial artist at such a young age.

After the waiter left, Ye Qingdi sat down opposite the three warriors in the resting room. Seeing that they were all sitting upright, with pursed lips and not saying a word, the atmosphere in the resting room became gloomy and tense. Therefore, he smiled and greeted them:

"Big brother, what's your name?"

"Big sister, what's your name?"

"Uncle, what's your name?"

The three warriors were all very nervous since they were going to fight with someone soon. Hearing Ye Qingdi's words, they all looked at him blankly, but no one paid attention to him.

Ye Qingdi scratched his head, seeing that the uncle had a kind face and seemed to be the most talkative out of the three, he went over and sat beside him. He looked at the man's wrinkled face, smiled and asked: "Uncle, from your looks, you look to be 35 years old this year, right?"

What? Thirty-five years old? The old man couldn't help touching his own face, thinking, do I look that young? Why does that wife of mine always say that I have a face like a bad old man? I realized that she must have turned into a yellow-faced woman herself, jealous of my youth, and deliberately attacked me!

"Actually, I'm only 55 next year …" That uncle was not good at lying. His face was red, but he still honestly revealed his true age.

Ye Qingdi was' shocked '. He shook his head and said, "It didn't look like it at all."

After chatting with the uncle for a while, Ye Qingdi turned around and asked the young man, "Big Brother, you should be 20 years old this year, right?"

"What's with your eyes? I'm already in my early thirties! "

Ye Qingdi smiled and asked the young woman, "Big sister, are you 18 years old?"

"I'm 38 this year!"

The three warriors were nervous and didn't want to talk. After being disturbed by Ye Qingdi, they felt much better, so they started to talk.

After chatting with them for a while, Ye Kai realized that the side of the resting room was a half a football field sized arena. In the center of the stadium was a ten feet high arena, and around the arena was a thin, transparent, crystal-like defensive wall. Through this defensive wall, the spectators sitting around the arena could clearly see the scene on the arena without any obstructions.

In the Federation, it was known as the "Heavenly Shield". Although the "Heavenly Shield" looked like a transparent thin membrane, it was much tougher than any other metal in the Federation, and even when two full moon martial artists with "Pink Gold" level attack power were fighting in the arena, the powerful aura they released was unable to destroy this "wall". The spectators in the surroundings of the arena did not have to worry about it happening.

Next to this lounge were four other similar rooms, each of which could accommodate four martial artists. On the other side of the arena, there were also five other rooms, and at that time, the martial artists who would be fighting against Ye Qingdi's group would be from those rooms.

In the black fist arena, martial artists of the same level usually competed with each other. This way, if both sides fought, then it would be amazing and attractive to the audience. Otherwise, when two martial artists of different levels fought, the strong would instantly kill the weak.

The winners would receive a set amount of federation coins. Although the losers also had a certain amount of consolation gold, it was still hard to say if they could use it to heal their own injuries.

Compared to other tests that tested strength in public, a black fist could be replaced with an AI combat system, or when the requirement was limited. A black fist's biggest attraction was that the two sides would have to fight to the death, fist to fist, and so on. Those scenes where one's tendons broke and bones fractured, and fresh blood sprayed wildly, could very well satisfy a part of the audience's abnormal psychology.

The contract signed by a martial artist before entering the Starry Night Club to fight a black fist was like a life and death agreement. If there were injuries or deaths on the stage, the martial artist had to take responsibility.

Before the two fighters start fighting, the audience around the arena will use their own senses as well as the information of the fighters displayed on the giant light screen above the arena to transfer a sum of money from their account to the special account of the "Star Universe Club" to place a bet. After the two fighters' fight is over, if the one who bet on them wins, then he will also earn a sum of money, and the larger the amount invested, the more he will earn, and vice versa.