Chapter 75: Your Opponent Is Me
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Wiping the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Chen disdainfully remarked, “Only effeminate you carries tissues in your pocket when going out. Even my sister doesn’t do that.”
“I knew you would be bleeding after the fight,” Xu Xingran chuckled.
“Get lost.” Xiao Chen turned to look at An Lan, giving him a smug look, reminiscent of his arrogant demeanor when sitting on the wall in the past.
An Lan felt that his worry for him was completely unnecessary.
Ah Long also glanced at the camera, but there were no instructions from Gao Chengyuan in his phone.
He speculated about the true intentions of Xu Xingran and the others, but he could never find an answer.
Gao Chengyuan’s second disciple took the stage. He seemed more pleasing to the eye than the blond guy from earlier. He even had a string of prayer beads hanging from his wrist, and his face didn’t show any hostility. However, judging by his physique, it was clear he wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
It could be said that there were no muscular men in the entire club. The image of a man with strong tendons, as seen in Western movies, did not exist here.
Before stepping onto the stage, this person took off the prayer beads and handed them to someone nearby.
The other person smiled and said, “Old Qin, I’ll take good care of your treasure. But you have to give us face and not let these so-called high-quality alpha gentlemen be too arrogant.”
Although called “Old Qin,” this person was obviously quite young, probably not over twenty-five.
He had a similar physique to Xiao Chen, with less murderous intent on his face. He was even dressed in a checkered shirt and casual pants. If it weren’t for seeing him in a fighting club, An Lan would have thought he was a programmer, the kind who would go bald in ten years if he stayed in front of a computer.
Old Qin took off his checkered shirt. His muscle lines were beautiful, formed not only from long-term training but also because his body fat percentage was close to the optimal state.
This guy was more difficult to deal with than the blond guy from earlier.
Xiao Chen went to the vending machine to buy a few bottles of mineral water, and upon seeing Old Qin, couldn’t help saying, “If I knew earlier, I would have let Xu Xingran handle that guy just now… This one obviously has higher skills. Which one of you two is going up?”
Xu Xingran turned around, pocketing his hands and looking at An Lan, smiling as he asked, “Do you want me to go, or should Gu Liyu go?”
This question left An Lan at a loss. An Lan was a pacifist and didn’t like scenes where teeth could be knocked out….
“You two can discuss it yourselves,” An Lan replied.
“You both are shirt-wearers, quite a match. Win against him, then propose, and the world will be perfect,” Xiao Chen teased.
Xu Xingran intentionally pinched Xiao Chen’s cheeks. Xiao Chen’s mouth was bleeding, and with this pinch, he winced in pain.
“Did you start talking big because you feel like you’ve got nothing to do after the fight? Is that it?”
“Let go… Or I’ll fight you right now,” Xiao Chen slapped away Xu Xingran’s hand.
On the stage, Old Qin had a cold expression. Although his voice was not loud, it was penetrating. “Have you decided who’s going to fight?”
Xu Xingran lowered his head and smiled, “I’ll go.”
Old Qin’s eyes narrowed, seemingly dissatisfied with this opponent.
After all, Xu Xingran looked like a pretty boy from a romantic drama, lacking any aggressiveness.
But Ah Long shook his head in Old Qin’s direction, indicating that Old Qin should be cautious of this opponent.
Just now, Xu Xingran’s actions to subdue Ah Long were swift and decisive, without any hesitation. It even revealed a kind of ruthlessness. He was definitely not as easy to deal with as he appeared.
Xu Xingran untied his own shirt buttons, revealing muscular lines that were strong but not exaggerated. Whether it was the proportion of his shoulders or the flexibility of his abdominal muscles, they didn’t look like those of a gym’s decorative vase.
He casually tossed the shirt aside, and An Lan instinctively reached out to catch it, but Gu Liyu grabbed it first, draping it over his wrist.
Xu Xingran landed onto the platform, not making a sound.
An Lan poked Gu Liyu’s back and whispered, “Why does class monitor feel so powerful? Like a martial arts master from a wuxia novel?”
“Xu Xingran is certainly powerful. The Xing family was often sent to turbulent areas in the past, and Xu Xingran has experiences of being kidnapped, assassinated, ambushed, and so on, not a hundred times, but close to ninety-nine times.” Gu Liyu spoke.
Only then did An Lan realize that Xu Xingran’s skill was not just trained by some combat experts hired by Xu Zhongshuang; it was the result of long-term practical experience.
Standing in front of Old Qin, the momentum of Old Qin surpassed the people, and the surrounding atmosphere also became heavy.
The blond guy from earlier didn’t leave but sat in a chair on the side, staring fixedly at the stage, looking sinister.
“You’re young; come first,” Old Qin beckoned to Xu Xingran with his finger.
This didn’t mean that Old Qin looked down on Xu Xingran. On the contrary, when facing an opponent whose depth was unknown, it was better to wait for the opponent’s attack and find weaknesses.
“Oh, sure.” After Xu Xingran spoke, he took three seconds. He just looked at Old Qin with a faint smile, as if evaluating and contemplating.
“To fight or not to fight?”
“Is the pretty boy getting stage fright?”
“If you lose this round, you guys have to roll back!”
“This is not a yoga studio! Even slow-wilting flowers will cool down here!”
At that moment, Xu Xingran suddenly threw a punch, catching Old Qin off guard. Old Qin’s gaze sank; he didn’t expect Xu Xingran’s punching speed to be so fast. Moreover, the target was his ribcage, a painful area that couldn’t be defended by tensing muscles.
However, Old Qin’s reaction was also extremely swift. He blocked with both hands, catching Xu Xingran’s arm. With a little more force, Xu Xingran’s forearm would have been broken!
An Lan was shocked, almost rushing out. However, unexpectedly, Xu Xingran lifted his knee, perfectly deflecting Old Qin’s left arm. The joint attack was thwarted, and Xu Xingran’s forearm was saved.
Immediately after, Xu Xingran unexpectedly kicked sideways, but Old Qin caught his leg. It seemed that he was about to reverse and break Xu Xingran’s shin. However, with one hand supporting on the ground, Xu Xingran fiercely kicked the other leg onto Old Qin’s shoulder, and the two separated again.
Old Qin wiped off the sweat on his chin and said, “Interesting.”
The atmosphere at the scene was very tense. Xu Xingran, however, nonchalantly said, “You haven’t made a move yet, have you?”
In an instant, Old Qin suddenly appeared in front of Xu Xingran, a punch hitting Xu Xingran’s abdomen. It was the same area Xu Xingran had tried to attack earlier. Xu Xingran, unstable, almost flew out and struggled to stand after landing, bent over in pain.
People below started making noise, counting seconds.
“Ten… Nine… Eight…”
An Lan tightened his grip on Gu Liyu’s hand. “How is he? Is he…”
Gu Liyu pulled him behind and said coldly, “He’s fine. Old Qin didn’t hit him.”
“Four… Three… Two…”
Old Qin frowned, looking down at his own hands. A very unpleasant expression appeared on his face. “Stop pretending; the ring is not a place for you to rest.”
As he finished speaking, Xu Xingran slowly stood up and turned his head, looking towards An Lan with a smile.
Wicked.
An Lan suddenly understood that Xu Xingran had pretended to be hit just now when he clearly wasn’t. What was he trying to do? Provoke Old Qin?
“He wants to see you worried,” Gu Liyu said in a chilly tone.
An Lan opened his mouth, anger rising to his head. He couldn’t help but gesture with his middle finger at Xu Xingran.
“When I punched, you blocked it with your hand, so I only used about thirty percent of my strength.” Old Qin moved his wrist.
“Then please show your true skills and stop trying to test my strength. You’ll only know my weight when you actually hit me, right?” Xu Xingran said slowly.
Old Qin snorted and suddenly flashed in front of Xu Xingran. A set of combinations, with speed and power in tandem, made the air seem like it was about to burst.
Xu Xingran looked gentlemanly, but when he withstood Old Qin’s attacks, he was not at all lenient. At the critical moment, a knee strike, as if the timing and advantage instantly reversed, forced Old Qin to retreat. However, Xu Xingran seized the opportunity and was about to smash Old Qin to the ground.
However, it turned out that Old Qin’s reputation as one of the best in the club was not for nothing. His experience was abundant; he tilted his body, arms opposing in the opposite direction, unexpectedly neutralizing Xu Xingran’s force. In turn, he forcefully lifted Xu Xingran and seemed about to slam him onto the ground.
“Boom!” A loud sound echoed.
An Lan widened his eyes, fearing that Xu Xingran’s bones would be shattered.
“Great job, Old Qin!”
“Old Qin!”
“Old Qin!”
The people in the club were passionate, but Old Qin was on high alert. Xu Xingran stood up, changing the direction of his landing at the most dangerous moment; otherwise, his left shoulder would have been disabled.
Xu Xingran shook his wrist, and the smile on his face finally disappeared.
An Lan took a deep breath. “Can Class Monitor win?”
This Old Qin reacted too quickly, and many of Xu Xingran’s attacks were anticipated by him. What was more critical was that this guy was good at unloading force, able to dismantle the opponent’s attack and even counter with a fatal blow.
“Xu Xingran is very good at learning,” Gu Liyu replied.
“I know the Class Monitor has good grades,” An Lan thought, but that wasn’t what he asked.
“Yeah, understand the opponent, learn from the opponent, and defeat the opponent… Isn’t that what Xu Xingran, that cunning guy, is best at?” Xiao Chen said while using an ice-cold mineral water bottle to cool the swollen part of his face.
On the stage, Old Qin was becoming more and more puzzled by this opponent.
The two observed each other, and neither made a move.
But the people below couldn’t wait, continuously shouting, “Old Qin, take down this pretty boy!” “Old Qin, send him home!”
Xu Xingran knew that Old Qin’s defensive ability was formidable. It was just a feint that would be exposed in an instant. If he wanted to play, he had to play for real.
Xu Xingran lowered his center and performed a sweeping kick. Old Qin evaded it. He had already anticipated that Xu Xingran’s fist would attack his leg root. So, when the punch came down, shaking Xu Xingran’s arm numb, Xu Xingran suddenly circled behind Old Qin. Just when he was about to strangle Old Qin’s throat, Old Qin, however, reversed and lifted Xu Xingran, almost smashing him to the ground.
“D*mn!” Ah Long’s expression changed.
If this were a real fight in a competition, where life and death were at stake and everyone had signed the agreement, it would be fine. But now, in the club, beating a high-quality alpha to the point of bruised face and spitting blood was not a big deal. However, if something happened to the neck…
“Oh…”
Others were also stunned. They didn’t expect Xu Xingran’s three consecutive attacks to make Old Qin so aggressive!
In that instant, Xu Xingran suddenly grabbed Old Qin’s waist with one hand and pressed down on Old Qin’s knee with the other. With a forceful pull, Old Qin lost his balance.
Xu Xingran withdrew with one hand supporting the ground, but Old Qin fell to the ground.
He was just about to get up when Xu Xingran used a quick cross, accurately choking his neck this time.
Old Qin widened his eyes; he couldn’t pry open Xu Xingran’s legs.
“Old Qin, you’re not the first one who wanted to lift me and slam me to the ground.” Xu Xingran’s cold and stern voice echoed.
A cold chill surged in Old Qin’s heart. He didn’t know what this young man had been through. Despite his age, he could use Minghua as a bargaining chip to subdue opponents.
He wasn’t just a handsome but useless young master. If he entered the arena, he might be crazier than anyone.
“What, no one is counting down? Are you waiting for your Old Qin to run out of breath?”
With Xu Xingran’s reminder, Ah Long immediately came to his senses and shouted loudly, “Ten! Nine! Eight…”
He signaled Old Qin with his eyes not to struggle anymore. This wasn’t a place to play recklessly.
Old Qin closed his eyes, gritting his teeth, and patted the ground with his hand, indicating surrender.
Xu Xingran smiled and released Old Qin.
Old Qin coughed violently, taking a while to recover.
At this moment, everyone in the club no longer looked at Xu Xingran and them with mocking eyes. Their gaze became probing and somewhat uneasy.
Maybe it was here, where they released their pheromones wantonly, and even comforted themselves by thinking that high-quality alphas were just gold stickers from upper-class families, but today, they experienced the aggressiveness and overwhelming power of this “high-quality” for the first time.
Xu Xingran and his group didn’t even release pheromones openly.
Xu Xingran came down. Compared to Xiao Chen, his face looked much better, but there were still faint bruises in several places where he took punches.
“Underestimated you,” Ah Long raised his eyebrows.
“How, if your waist wasn’t injured, maybe you could have come up and dealt with me today.”
While saying this, Xu Xingran pulled back his shirt from Gu Liyu’s arm, buttoning up each button one by one.
Before, An Lan did think Xu Xingran had a certain charm, like a concealed blade hidden among flowers, elegant yet powerful. But now, watching Xu Xingran bow his head and button up his shirt, he thought… such a refined scoundrel.
Xu Xingran turned his head and smiled at An Lan, “Thank you for worrying about me.”
An Lan raised his hands and stepped back half a step, “I won’t worry about you anymore.”
Xiao Chen approached Xu Xingran, inspecting his shirt buttons, suddenly saying, “I advise you not to show off in the future, what kind of weird shirt is this? If someone grabs your buttons next time, you’ll be quickly cold!”
“Want to try?” Xu Xingran lifted his chin.
“Tsk, am I crazy?” Xiao Chen thought if he really did that, his head would be twisted off instantly by Xu Xingran.
“Guess, what will the third person they send be like?” Xu Xingran leisurely folded his shirt cuffs.
“According to the routine in movies, the third person should be tall and robust, capable of taking on the three of us. Then, with one punch, it’s like scratching an itch. Using body weight he can break our breath.”
Xiao Chen looked mischievously at Gu Liyu.
Among the three of them, only Gu Liyu hadn’t made a move yet.
“Can we see Sister Jiao after this?”
“D*mn it! Sister Jiao, are you going to make a move? Can you check if my clothes are messy?”
“Whether it’s messy or not, what’s the big deal? Sister Jiao won’t even give you a second look!”
Ah Long looked up at the camera, and his phone in his pocket still had no response. He had to send a text to someone named Gao Chengyuan: [Old Gao, both Second Yellow and Old Qin lost. Should we close the club today?]
However, Gao Chengyuan’s reply came quickly, with only two words: [No avoidance.]
It meant that if Gu Liyu really won against the third person, they would meet him.
Someone flipped over and sat on the ropes of the ring, one leg swinging lightly, showing extraordinary balance.
“The first two are both handsome guys. If the one I’m facing isn’t handsome, I’ll be angry.”
The atmosphere in the club changed instantly.
The scent of those aggressive pheromones suddenly seemed inviting.
Standing on the stage was a woman. She had a graceful figure, wearing a tank top, but the muscles on her forearms and abdomen were smooth and tight. When she walked into the spotlight, Gu Liyu’s group finally saw her face clearly.
She was a very beautiful woman, and extraordinary charm was probably referring to someone like her. Despite having short hair, there was no lack of charm between her eyebrows, especially with two red moles below the corner of her left eye, making people feel itchy.
This was the first time An Lan had seen such a beautiful woman in real life. As he stared dumbfoundedly at the other party, the woman suddenly flipped off the ring, walked through the onlookers, and came to An Lan. She squinted at him.
“I don’t like those competitive alphas, always thinking about marking omega garbage, but your scent… I really like it. Although it’s just a little bit away from complete differentiation.”
An Lan was stunned. She could actually smell his pheromones?
“Your opponent is me, not him,” Gu Liyu’s chilly voice rang out.
Author’s note:
An Lan is peeking at other omegas again, he’ll be sunburned.
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