The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

(This isn't some Ultraman or monster appearance.)

“Okay.” The fat man even made a gesture to indicate that Sun Wukong was alright.

The club was very large. Han Cheng thought to himself, "No wonder they're rich. It's good to be rich." Soon he saw a middle-aged man in a suit and Xing Feng.

"You must be the five members of the Miracle Team? Truly, heroes emerge from among the young!" the middle-aged man exclaimed.

"Oh, no, may I ask who you are?" Han Cheng asked. He felt that this middle-aged man was more terrifying than the two-faced security guard. People who show their bad side outwardly are not scary. What is truly terrifying is someone who hides a knife behind a smile. Beneath their flattery lies murderous intent.

"My name is Xing Batian, I am Xing Feng's uncle, and I am also the manager of this club. You must be Xing Feng's classmates, right?" the middle-aged man said.

"Xing Batian? Xing Aotian?" The names seem to be getting more and more pretentious... Han Cheng thought to himself that Xing Feng's name was the lowest in the Xing family, even his brother Xing Lei's name was more high-class.

"Oh, it's Mr. Xing. We're here to keep our appointment. We had a duel with your nephew, and this is the agreed location..." Han Cheng said.

"Haha, I know, actually it was my idea, but he set the time and place, so I don't have any objections. I just saw that you guys are young and promising, and I really wanted to hire you, so..." Xing Batian hesitated.

"We don't have any intention of joining any club yet, but we've agreed to this bet and set our conditions: a monthly salary of 200,000 yuan, and all the bonuses are ours. We'll have to discuss the specifics later," Han Cheng said, neither humble nor arrogant.

“Alright, I will definitely let you join us. But before that, what other conditions do you have?” Xing Batian asked.

"Let's fire that security guard while we're at it," the fat man said, pointing to the security guard, Xiao Zhang, who was leading the way.

"Huh? No way?" Security guard Xiao Zhang exclaimed in surprise. "No way! It's not easy for me to make a living..."

"Alright, Xiao Zhang, you're fired. Just go to Lao Li for your salary." Xing Batian laughed.

"This..." The fat man was somewhat surprised, not expecting Xing Batian to be so resolute.

"It seems that going to the meeting this time is a bit dangerous..." Han Cheng thought to himself. Xing Batian has such courage, it seems that he is determined to bring them into his own hands rather than to bring them under his command.

"Are there any other conditions?" Xing Batian asked, looking at everyone.

"It's gone!" the fat man and Sun Wukong said in unison.

"I didn't either..." Han Cheng said, and Xu Xiaomeng and Ye Bing remained silent, which was their tacit agreement.

"Alright, let's begin!" Xing Batian then led the way.

Led by Xing Batian, Han Cheng and his group arrived at their training base, a large, fully equipped room with a projection screen, air conditioning, water dispenser, television, and all the necessary training equipment. Besides training facilities, there were also recreational facilities. It had been a bit chilly outside, but once inside, Han Cheng felt surprisingly warm and even considered training there.

"You can sit there. Our team will be here soon. Just wait a moment." Xing Batian pointed to the seats next to Han Cheng and the others. There was a large table with ten chairs on both sides, probably where they often practiced.

"Thank you." Although Han Cheng had a feeling that Xing Batian was no good, he couldn't be rude to someone who was being so polite.

"This chair is quite comfortable," Sun Wukong said, leaning back in the chair.

"Tch, you've never seen anything like this. Look at that LCD TV, the screen is so big, it must be worth a lot of money..." the fat man said, looking at the TV.

"Keep your voices down, what if Xing Batian hears us?" Xu Xiaomeng said, glancing furtively at Xing Batian out of the corner of her eye. Luckily, he hadn't noticed Sun Hou and the others' conversation.

……

Soon, Xing Batian's team arrived.

"Mr. Xing, let's clarify the rules before the competition," Han Cheng said.

“Okay, you can set the rules,” Xing Batian said.

"Thank you very much then," Han Cheng said. "The rules are as you said, our competition will be best two out of three. Whoever wins will agree to the other party's conditions. If we win, you have to give us the agreed-upon 50,000 yuan; if you win, we will join your club, but you must meet our requirements: a monthly salary of 200,000 yuan, all bonuses will be ours, and you cannot make any mistakes in the contract."

"Sure, it's only 50,000 yuan, but I won't let you get that 50,000 yuan, hahaha." Xing Batian laughed, seemingly very confident in his team. Han Cheng couldn't help but wonder, if he was so confident that his team could win, why would he pay such a high price to get him to join their club? It was truly puzzling.

"Manager, is this worth it?" a member of Xing Batian's team asked. "They're just a few kids, and you're spending so much money to hire them to play in the competition?"

“Don’t underestimate them just because they’re a few kids. I think their strength far exceeds what you should have for their age, so you don’t need to worry,” Xing Batian said.

"Oh." The team member said "Oh" and then didn't say anything more.

Seeing them talking quietly, Han Cheng was a little puzzled, but didn't think much of it. They were probably discussing tactics; he figured Xing Batian was probably a master too…

Suddenly, Han Cheng caught a glimpse of the aloof woman from the team Xing Feng had hastily assembled for the last city competition.

That's right, it's him. Han Cheng looked at the woman carefully and confirmed that it was the aloof woman. The reason he called her aloof was because Han Cheng had never seen her move her lips.

"What's there to be afraid of? Her skills are just like that." Han Cheng thought to himself, "That aloof woman from last time didn't seem to be very skilled."

The aloof woman sensed someone watching her and turned her head. Han Cheng quickly glanced at Sun Wukong and said, "Sun Wukong, look at that woman!"

Sun Wukong looked up and his eyes met those of the aloof woman. When she saw Sun Wukong, who was thin as a rake, somewhat sleazy, but still a little handsome, she blushed and quickly turned her head away.

"She blushed?" Sun Wukong looked at Han Cheng.

"Yeah," Han Cheng said.

"What are you doing, harassing her?" Xu Xiaomeng glared angrily at Han Cheng and Sun Hou.

"It's nothing... Look at that woman..." Han Cheng said, glancing at the aloof woman who still hadn't turned her head.

"What's so interesting?" Xu Xiaomeng looked at the back of the figure, which seemed somewhat familiar. "What, do you know each other?" Xu Xiaomeng then looked at Han Cheng.

"No, that woman is the aloof girl who participated in the city competition with Xing Feng last time..." Han Cheng said helplessly.

"What aloof girl?" Xu Xiaomeng looked at Han Cheng in confusion.

"That guy who never says a word..." Han Cheng said.

"Oh." Xu Xiaomeng didn't say anything more, which made Han Cheng very embarrassed.

"Alright, can we begin now?" Xing Batian finished discussing with them.

"That's enough," Han Cheng said, then looked at everyone, "What should we use this round?"