However, Xu Ningbing still knew when to hold back.
Someone like Xu Mu—forget facing a well-known fighter, even a rookie with just a year or two of training could knock him out with a single punch.
She immediately took a step to the right, positioning herself in front of Xu Mu.
She also knew Xu Mu’s temper. If she didn’t block him, things might escalate.
“I know you. Your current MMA record is three wins and three losses.”
Xu Ningbing calmly looked at Liu Langtao.
Liu Langtao’s expression darkened slightly at her words, but he quickly retorted, “Those were against world-class fighters. Here in China, I dominate.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
Xu Mu noticed Xu Ningbing shielding him but still smirked.
“Oh? And who’s this little brother? Are you saying you want to test me?”
Liu Langtao gave Xu Mu a disdainful glance.
He had every reason to be arrogant—his weight class was light heavyweight, far from the lower divisions.
In all of Jiangbei, he was practically unbeatable.
Plus, he was still young, not even thirty. If he could secure a ranking in the future, commercial appearances and endorsements would flood in.
“This is my younger brother, Xu Mu.”
Xu Ningbing gave a brief introduction.
“So he really is just a little brother,” Liu Langtao chuckled.
Before Xu Mu could react, Xu Ningbing grabbed his hand first.
Then she turned to Tian Kai and said, “Mr. Tian, surely we’re not discussing business at the entrance?”
“Ah, my mistake! Please, come in.”
Tian Kai smacked his forehead and hurriedly ushered them inside.
Xu Ningbing shot Xu Mu a warning look before finally releasing him.
The group then made their way inside.
Meng Wanyue stayed close to Xu Mu the entire time, her expression unchanging.
The training facility was vast, with several boxing rings and open spaces for grappling practice.
Dozens of people were already training.
Tian Kai walked beside Xu Ningbing, smiling as he explained, “I’ve hired several foreign coaches here. If they have the Octagon abroad, we can have it too.”
Xu Ningbing glanced at the trainees and asked softly, “What’s your proposal?”
“In my opinion, we should copy their model. With the Xu Group’s investment, we can easily make this the top facility in Jiangbei—maybe even nationwide.”
Tian Kai painted his grand vision. “What do fighters compete for? Money. With prize funds, even international champions would come.”
“It’s not that simple. Times have changed—blind replication won’t guarantee success.”
Xu Ningbing adjusted her glasses calmly. “We need a standout concept, something truly innovative.”
Tian Kai nodded. “You’re right, Ms. Xu. I’ll give it more thought.”
“Hmm.”
Xu Ningbing acknowledged.
“Ms. Xu, I heard from Mr. Tian that you’re passionate about martial arts. How about I teach you a few moves? Useful for self-defense.”
Liu Langtao sauntered over with a grin. “You never know when you might need it.”
From the moment he saw Xu Ningbing, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
As a fighter, he prized physical fitness, and Xu Ningbing’s figure was nothing short of perfection.
He imagined taking her to the ground, pressing close enough to savor every curve.
Just the thought stirred a reaction.
Damn her for being so attractive!
“No need. My sister trains with champions in private. She doesn’t need your help.”
Xu Mu interjected.
“Champions? Some no-name regional champs, I bet.”
Liu Langtao scoffed. “Let me tell you, my wall at home is covered with championship medals.”
“For someone who can’t even crack the rankings, you sure talk big.”
Xu Mu smirked, hands in his pockets.
“I compete in top-tier international circuits. In China, at my weight? No one touches me.”
Liu Langtao sneered. “Since you sound so confident, why don’t we spar? I’ll even use just one hand.”
“Enough! Go cool off somewhere else! This is Ms. Xu’s brother—understand?”
Tian Kai’s face darkened.
Their facility was already struggling financially. If Liu Langtao drove away the Xu Group, everything would collapse.
“Tch.”
Liu Langtao shot Xu Mu a glare before turning away.
“Wait! No need to handicap yourself. Just fight my little bodyguard here.”
Xu Mu stepped back, draping an arm over Meng Wanyue’s shoulders.
She stiffened slightly in resistance.
Xu Mu whispered, “Wanyue, do me this favor. I’ll treat you to dinner.”
“Hah! You really don’t get it, do you? Do you know my weight class? Light heavyweight.”
Liu Langtao sized up Meng Wanyue. “This girl’s legs are thinner than my arms. I’ll call one of my lower-division students instead.”
“No. You’ll do.”
Meng Wanyue slipped off her high heels and faced Liu Langtao.
This man had been grating on her nerves the whole time.
[Affection -1]
Xu Mu suddenly noticed black text—not from Meng Wanyue, but from Xu Ningbing.
He rolled his eyes. He was helping her, so why was her affection dropping?
“Put your shoes back on.”
Xu Ningbing frowned, her expression hardening.
Xu Mu, that bastard, never changed—always finding ways to bully women.
She assumed he’d tried to force himself on this employee, and when rejected, devised this humiliating “lesson.”
The poor woman, bound by his status, had no choice but to comply.
Meng Wanyue ignored the order. For now, she regarded Xu Mu as her superior.
Others’ commands meant nothing.
“Come at me. No holding back.”
Meng Wanyue’s gaze was icy. “If you can’t even handle me, you’re not worthy of touching Young Master Xu.”
“Hah! Alright, beauty, here I come!”
Liu Langtao glanced at Tian Kai. “Don’t worry—I know how to be gentle.”
This woman was beautiful too, though he preferred Xu Ningbing’s physique.
But that didn’t make this one any less striking.
He wouldn’t strike her outright—no, he’d take her down, savor the struggle, then finish her.
Xu Ningbing shot Xu Mu a venomous look. She’d briefly thought better of him, but he was still trash.
“Here I go, beauty!”
Liu Langtao lunged, his massive frame barreling toward Meng Wanyue.
He feinted a punch before suddenly dropping low, aiming to tackle her waist.
BAM!
A deafening impact left everyone stunned.
Xu Ningbing’s eyes widened. “What just happened?”
Liu Langtao was sprawled on the floor, teeth gritted as he tried to push himself up—only to collapse again.
The moment he’d charged, Meng Wanyue had simply raised her knee, smashing it into his face and sending him crashing down.
“I’d call that my win. In MMA, you can follow up on a downed opponent—and he can’t even defend himself now.”
Meng Wanyue finished speaking, then slipped back into her high heels and stood behind Xu Mu.
"That's it? And you claim to dominate domestically?"
Xu Mu couldn’t help but laugh. "Keep practicing, buddy."
"It was a mistake! Just a fluke!"
Liu Langtao lay flat on the ground, his vision still spinning, but his voice was thick with defiance. "She’s not an ordinary person—that strength isn’t normal! I was going easy on her!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
