Infinite Fighting

Chapter 76 Punishment
Inside an office at the Valentine Club.

The club's general manager Tucker Valentine poured tea for Chen Anhe and said, "Chen, we obviously work well together. There's no need to be unhappy."

"That's not the case, Tucker." Chen Anhe shook his head and said, "You know, I'm from the Five Forms Sect. Now our sect's Daozi has come over. He plans to lead us to set up a club on our own. Thank you for your care before, but we still need to be independent in the end."

"I know you are strong, but Lantz is different from other places. Even if you are all transcendent fighters, you may not be able to live well here. Besides, you have so many fighters to support. How about staying in Valentine for a while?" Tucker persuaded, "Aren't you applying for the registration and sales qualifications for those drugs? I can ask the big boss to help."

Chen Anhe sneered in his heart. If Valentine's people hadn't been holding up the matter, based on the Roman Empire's logic of getting things done as long as the money was paid, their medicine would have passed the review and could have been put into small-scale production long ago.

"Sorry, I think we still have to go our separate ways." Chen Anhe said with regret.

"Want to think about it? I can offer you a higher signing price, as well as endorsements and competitions. You deserve it, and you don't have to go back to Wuxingmen!" Tucker said.

Chen Anhe ignored Tucker and turned around, opened the door and walked away.

Tucker's face suddenly darkened after Chen Anhe left.

He looked at the resignation notice on the table, his mood changing.

Originally, he had a good idea to take all the secret medicine of the Five Forms Sect, as well as these masters and professional fighters.

But now the opposite is true.

It can be said that nothing was accomplished.

"Why did you come at this time?"

Tucker muttered, then made a phone call.

Not long after, a muscular blond man who was over two meters tall walked into his office.

"Boss?" Leman Ansia asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"There's a new 'Taozi' coming to Chen Anhe's place. This is what he looks like. Go and find out the background of that Taoist from the Five Forms Sect."

Tucker showed Lehman the footage of Zhang Ji under surveillance on his mobile phone.

When Lehman heard the voice, he immediately understood what to do.

"Understood," Lehman said.

Chen Anhe, Zhou Hao and others acted very quickly.

Shen Han also did a good job of psychological work on his disciples.

They had no intention of staying here any longer and were leaving today for a new base.

"Is everything arranged?" Zhang Ji asked.

"There is no problem on my side. There is no contract. It is just an affiliation. He can just give a notice. He can't find any fault with it legally." Chen Anhe said.

"We've found a place, it's in the suburbs. It used to be a factory, but was later transformed into a senior sports center. With the death of elderly people nearby, it has been abandoned for a long time. We'll spend some time cleaning it up, buy some furniture, and we'll be able to move in tonight," said Zhou Hao.

"That's good." Zhang Ji nodded.

Immediately, Zhang Ji appeared in front of all the disciples.

Those here are the sect’s core disciples, and they are familiar with Zhang Ji.

After all, Zhang Ji had won the championship of the Dongji National Martial Arts Association and caused a sensation within the sect.

Moreover, personnel changes in the sect, especially those involving true disciples, will definitely be made known to all disciples.

They have seen Zhang Ji's photos and heard Zhang Ji's stories.

However, for many disciples, this was the first time they actually met Zhang Ji.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Zhang Ji, the true disciple of Wuxing Sect. You may not be familiar with me, but it is not important. You cannot get ahead in the martial arts world just by relying on your looks. What matters is your strength." Zhang Ji said, "And I have this strength. I was a master at the age of 16 and the champion of the Wushu Association. Now the times are changing. Wuxing Sect is facing a change that has not happened in hundreds of years. The world is changing. Only with enough strength can we gain a foothold in this world.

I can't make any other promises, but I dare say that with me leading you, the voice of the Five Forms Gate will sooner or later resound in the world again, louder than before!"

Not much to say about chicken soup.

Sixteen-year-old grandmaster, champion of the martial arts association.

It is enough to just put these two things out.

In the martial arts world, strength is respected.

Zhang Ji has both talent and ability. He said he would lead everyone to the top, so his credibility is high enough.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Zhang Ji even saw many admiring eyes.

The desire to be strong exists deep in everyone's genes.

I am not a martial artist, I only know that Zhang Ji became a master at the age of sixteen and is very talented.

But only those who are truly in the martial arts world know what this means.

This is a mountain whose peak cannot be seen.

"It seems lively here?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded and forced its way in.

Although the applause was thunderous, Zhang Ji had noticed it in advance and looked at the person who came.

He has short blond hair, overdeveloped muscles all over his body, is just over two meters tall, and is so burly that he seems a little sickly.

This kind of big guy is often caused by drug abuse.

There was obvious malice emanating from the other party, which made Zhang Ji frown slightly.

"Lehman, we don't welcome you, please leave." Chen Anhe stood up and said.

"I heard that you were planning to leave? As expected, a bitch is a bitch and you can never tame her. The boss shouldn't have let you into the club in the first place." Lehmann said sarcastically.

When Zhang Ji heard this, he instantly realized that the other party was here to cause trouble.

Chen Anhe was about to fight back, but Zhang Ji reached out to stop her from cursing and said, "Since the Valentine Club has helped us to some extent, you should apologize and give yourself a slap in the face, and let this matter be over."

"Are you the Taoist from your Five Forms Sect? You bastard? Do you think you deserve to ask me to apologize?" Lehman said.

Zhang Ji sighed slightly.

It turns out that this world cannot be solved by being calm and reasonable.

Just as Chen Anhe was about to let Zhang Ji calm down, Zhang Ji moved. His movements were so fast that Chen Anhe could not see clearly.

"Shh~!"

"Boom~!"

"Bang~!"

Lehman's body hit the wall, causing most of it to collapse. His chest was sunken, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth under the strong pressure. His arms were all bent, and then he slid down the wall and sat on the ground, his face full of pain, but he couldn't move.

Zhang Ji patted the back of his hands and said, "That's it. I forgive you on behalf of Elder Chen. If you feel unsatisfied, you can go up and hit him again."

Chen Anhe was slightly surprised, then shook her head and said, "Forget it, he was just following orders."

Lehmann's strength is considered average in the Valentine Club. Chen Anhe originally planned to persuade Zhang Ji not to be impulsive, but she never expected that Lehmann would be like this before even a single round.

And most importantly, Chen Anhe discovered that she did not see Zhang Ji's movements clearly.

I can't even see it clearly. This means there is a qualitative gap in their strength!

But how old is Zhang Ji?
You're only seventeen this year, right?
Zhang Ji looked at the camera in the corner, smiled meaningfully and said, "Uncle Shen Han, please contact a doctor to take him away."

"No problem." Shen Han said with excitement on his face.

I've been annoyed with this golden-haired guy for a long time, but today I finally feel relieved.

When Shen Han went to contact the club's medical staff, the other disciples looked at Zhang Ji with even more fiery eyes.

Lehman was in a disguised way helping Zhang Ji to establish his prestige in front of the disciples of the Five Forms Sect.

Soon the club's doctor came and took Lehmann away.

Zhang Ji's attack was measured. Lehman was a C-class fighter after all, and he seemed to be a "firm body" fighter with strong vitality.

With today's medical technology, if the club is willing to invest in treatment, the player will most likely have a chance to recover to peak form after lying down for a year or two.

I can only say that this is a civilized society, and the Valentine Club itself has also provided some assistance.

Otherwise, Zhang Ji might not be able to stop.

As for what crime Lehman committed after he died?
Give me a break!

This is the fighting city!
For powerful fighters, the laws here are extremely lenient.

It is very common for two fighters to die in the ring.

Moreover, Zhang Ji is a genuine B-level master and a land immortal.

Although he is playing games within the rules with them now, it does not mean that the rules can really bind him.

It's just because the rules are in his favor now that he doesn't play against them.

Otherwise, if he wants to break the rules, the laws here will basically be ineffective against him.

Inside the office.

Tucker and Zhang Ji's eyes met. Although they knew that the other party could not see them through the camera, they still felt a chill on their backs.

"These fighters from the East Pole are barbaric! Vulgar!"

Tucker cursed a few times, but didn't dare to do anything else.

After all, he's not even a professional fighter.

If he really offended a fighter as powerful as Zhang Ji, he felt that he might not be able to sleep well.
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That afternoon, everyone moved out of the Valentine Club and went to the senior sports center in the suburbs.

Then comes the cleaning and shopping.

There are only about 400 disciples left in the Wuxing Sect now.

Compared with the tens of thousands of disciples at the peak period, there is no comparison, but the advantage is that they have all passed numerous tests, are elites, and are trustworthy.

After arranging all the matters, Zhang Ji and Chen Anhe began to discuss how to make money.

There is a problem with selling medicine for the time being.

Moreover, it will take one or two months to complete all the related facilities and put them into production.

It will take three to five months or even more than half a year to open up sales and make a real profit.

If you want to make money nowadays, you have two options: recruiting disciples or participating in competitions.

In other words, the only way is to participate in the competition.

Only if you become famous will people come so far to learn your fighting skills.

Zhang Ji set his sights on the spring competition held by the World Fighters Association.

If this wins the championship, it will be of great value.

It will directly make the Wuxingmen Fighting Club famous in this fighting capital.

"The amateur and professional groups are easy to deal with, but the problem is that there are only you and me in the transcendence group, and we are still one step away from a grandmaster." Chen Anhe said.

"Let's post a recruitment information first." Zhang Ji said.

"A transcendent-level fighter has an annual salary of at least 30 million, and there is also a large transfer fee. We don't have the money now, and the Wuxingmen is in this situation now," Chen Anhe said hesitantly.

"Try to talk about the future and your ideals. Also, Elder Chen, if you know any independent master, we can go to his house and ask him in person." Zhang Ji said.

"Okay." Chen Anhe said.

Seeing Chen Anhe going to do business, Zhang Ji also sighed slightly.

If you don't stand in this position, you won't know how difficult it is.

There are troubles from all aspects.

So you have to have enough strength.

If he really becomes a Holy King, he won't have to play by the secular rules with them anymore. He can make rules according to his own wishes and act accordingly.

(End of this chapter)