Four Skills for All.

The tenth day. Today marks the tenth day since Mo Xiu arrived here.

In just ten days, Mo Xiu went from being a student who was booed every time he went on stage to becoming the king of the underground fighting arena, known to everyone.

Enjoying cheers on stage every day, becoming an invincible legend in everyone's eyes... Blood Fist.

Early in the morning, Xue Jin summoned Mo Xiu.

"Mo Xiu, how have you been these past few days?"

Mo Xiu exclaimed excitedly, "This is fantastic! I've never had so much money before, and I've never enjoyed a life like this before!"

Xue Jin was satisfied with Mo Xiu's answer: "That's right, the pay hasn't increased these past few days. What do you think about that?"

Mo Xiu said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I already have plenty of money. As long as we maintain the status quo, that's fine."

After listening to Mo Xiu's words, Xue Jin said with a disappointed look, "Mo Xiu, where did your initial enthusiasm go? How can you be content with the status quo? Wouldn't it be better to earn more money to go to university?"

Mo Xiu shrugged and said, "I lack nothing now, so why would I need to go to university? Isn't the point of university to live this kind of life? I already have that!"

Xue Jin knew that Mo Xiu had completely fallen into their trap, was content with the status quo, and obeyed orders.

"Look at this!"

Mo Xiu took the document Xue Jin handed him, opened the first page, which listed the expected compensation.

Ticket revenue: 20

Estimated revenue from tips: 50

Estimated revenue from boxing betting at the close: 1000 million.

Mo Xiu suddenly looked up at Xue Jin, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Boss Xue, what... what's going on?"

Xue Jin stood up and patted Mo Xiu on the shoulder.

"If you lose tonight, you'll get this money, maybe even more."

Mo Xiu frowned and said, "But, but I've just become the new king of the underground arena, at this time..."

Xue Jin burst into laughter. Mo Xiu's words at this moment meant that he was no longer against losing the game.

"Mo Xiu, after you lose this match, take the money and go have some fun for a few days. When you come back, I'll arrange for you to win consecutive matches."

Mo Xiu reluctantly said, "But what about my fans? If I lose, they won't support me anymore."

Xue Jin said meaningfully, "Do you think the audience prefers to see a winner who is invincible and without suspense, or a winner who returns and breaks through the doubts?"

A glint of light flashed in Mo Xiu's eyes. After a moment's thought, he said, "Alright, I lose tonight. What's the script?"

"The file I just gave you is followed by the script. Go back and prepare well."

Mo Xiu nodded, said nothing more, and walked out of the room.

Xue Jin leaned back in his chair and made a phone call.

"Ready."

"Don't worry, Mo Xiu is under control. After all, he's just a student."

Mo Xiu did not return to his room, but wandered in the corridor. After a long time, he saw an acquaintance come out of the room before returning to his own room.

I sent a message to Yue Yuan.

"Ant, investigate the specific betting methods used in the underground arena."

Ten minutes later.

"The betting method for boxing is somewhat special. All spectators entering the arena must register with their real names and provide a valid bank account number. Only after entering the arena can they place bets through the arena's dedicated software. The results of the match and the bets are automatically processed and settled by the software. After the match ends, the winnings will be transferred from an anonymous account to the spectator's account immediately, with the money arriving in real time."

Mo Xiu finally understood why there were so many audience members at the scene, yet so few people reported it—the reason lay in the real-name registration system.

Then, by using real-time payment to retain regular customers, I wonder who came up with this operating method.

Mo Xiu sent a group message to Mu Qingyi, Yue Yuan, and Liu Ziyang.

"Ants, let's close the net tonight. Here's the plan..."

......

The rooftop of Tianbao Building.

"Tonight is the first battle since the new king of our arena ascended to the throne. Do I need to introduce Blood Fist's record to everyone?"

The crowd cheered.

"Need not!!!"

"Blood Fist! Blood Fist! Blood Fist!"

The host made a downward pressing motion with both hands to signal for silence in the audience.

"Everyone, calm down. I haven't introduced my opponent yet. Blood Fist's opponent is the newly crowned champion Silver Man, who has unparalleled speed and can often win by surprise."

The audience erupted in noise again.

"What the hell? Silver Man fought nearly 200 matches to advance to the champion boxer level, there's no competition at all."

"I reckon Blood Fist will finish it off with one punch again, no doubt about it."

"Blood Fist, I'm betting everything I have on you to win."

Seeing that he was about to lose control of the audience's emotions, the host had no choice but to shout loudly.

"Please welcome both sides to the stage, first up is Silver Man!"

The boos from the crowd were even louder than when Mo Xiu first stepped into the ring; the Silver Man practically walked onto the stage with his head down.

"Next up is the King's Blood Fist!!!"

The entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers.

Mo Xiu was not in a hurry and slowly walked towards the competition venue step by step.

During the event, there were many interactive activities, including taking off the cloak he wore when he entered and throwing it to the audience.

After arrogantly walking onto the stage, Mo Xiu leaned against the edge of the playing area and greeted the audience, completely disregarding his opponent.

During the subsequent eye contact segment, Mo Xiu became even more aggressive, walking forward while looking at the other person, and was warned by the host many times.

Silver Knight, somewhat timid, kept backing away, not daring to meet Mo Xiu's gaze.

Mo Xiu shouted, "Silver Knight, is that it? I think you'd better get down, lest you get seriously injured and never be able to box again."

The atmosphere at the scene was electric, and the host gave the order to start the competition.

"The match begins!"

......

At the same time, Yue Yuan and Liu Ziyang sneaked into Tianbao Hotel.

"Old Yue, do you think Boss Mo Xiu's plan will succeed? Isn't it a bit too hasty to close the net now?"

Yue Yuan said irritably, "If you're so capable, you'll be the boss. Let's proceed according to plan. How's your enforcement team doing?"

Liu Ziyang said smugly, "The boss instructed me that I've been testing people non-stop these past few days, and I've finally found someone I can completely trust. Just you wait and see."

Yue Yuan nodded. Although Liu Ziyang was usually carefree and easygoing, he was also an extremely serious person when it mattered.

.....

The match began, and Mo Xiu didn't even use any skills. He just quietly looked at Silver Knight and made a gesture of invitation.

Silver Knight gritted his teeth, activated his skill, and charged towards Mo Xiu.

At this moment, Mo Xiu used his skill, kicking Silver Knight.

Silver Man was kicked and retreated to the edge of the field before stopping.

Watching Mo Xiu warily, and seeing that Mo Xiu made no further move, Silver Knight rushed forward again.

Mo Xiu knocked Silver Knight back with a simple punch, and Silver Knight charged forward again.

They went back and forth for more than ten rounds. Mo Xiu stood firmly in place, while Silver Knight was sweating profusely from running.

Xue Jin, who was sitting in the front row of the stands, nodded. Mo Xiu did a good job; everything was going according to the script.

After a few more moves, Mo Xiu seemed to have lost interest in the game and took the initiative to attack.

However, because the Silver Knight was too fast, Moshu failed to hit his opponent.

After a few minutes of chasing, Mo Xiu cornered Silver Knight and delivered a punch.

Off the field, Xue Jin's lips curled up slightly. According to the script, Silver Knight quickly moved behind Mo Xiu and delivered a critical hit. The battle turned around, and Mo Xiu was defeated after being unable to withstand the attack.

Mo Xiu threw a punch, and Silver Knight disappeared instantly, then quickly reappeared behind Mo Xiu.

Not only Xue Jin, but everyone in the audience thought that Mo Xiu's attack would definitely hit.

But unexpectedly, Mo Xiu suddenly turned around and used all his strength in his right fist. Everyone present heard the sound of the fist breaking the wind as it struck Silver Man directly in the back.