After Punching Her Way Through The Entertainment Industry [Ancient-to-Modern] - Chapter 12

Meng Shi was especially eager for work to end today because Yuan Xiaosong had told her that Black Rock Club was holding boxing matches tonight and that he could take her there to watch.

When work ended that evening, Xiang Xiaoyan had only just left when the four of them secretly began plotting their trip to Black Rock Club.

Originally, Yuan Xiaobai and Wang Yang had not been part of the plan.

However, Yuan Xiaobai was worried about Meng Shi. She knew that her older brother Yuan Xiaosong was full of bad ideas and feared that he might sell Meng Shi off somewhere.

Wang Yang, meanwhile, was simply going to enjoy the spectacle. After all, he had only recently received a thorough beating himself.

Meng Shi sent Meng Jiu a message saying that she might return a little late and told them not to wait for her.

She then took a taxi with Yuan Xiaosong and the others toward Black Rock Club.

Half an hour later, Meng Shi stared at the magnificent Qianlong Entertainment Club before her.

Its dazzling splendor nearly rivaled the royal capital where she had lived in her previous life, leaving her slightly amazed.

“Sigh. It would be wonderful if I had enough money to enjoy myself here just once…”

Yuan Xiaosong looked enviously at the several beautiful and seductive hostesses standing near the entrance.

Just as he spoke, the piercing sound of brakes rang out.

Before the four of them could react, an unfamiliar luxury sports car stopped in front of them.

A young man in his early twenties stepped out and entered the club surrounded by the enthusiastic hostesses.

Yuan Xiaosong smacked his lips.

“The only difference between him and me is that he has a rich father.”

“Ptui! Hurry up and move. Stop embarrassing yourself here.”

Yuan Xiaobai spat at him and looked around.

Everyone passing nearby wore designer brands.

The four of them stood there without even a crack in the ground to crawl into…

They entered through a side door, descended a staircase, and headed directly toward the underground club.

The moment they reached the basement corridor, they heard waves of excited cheers and shouts.

Several muscular bodyguards dressed in black patrolled the passageway.

The noise appeared to come from behind a thick curtain.

Meng Shi attempted to walk over and look, but one of the bodyguards blocked her.

He was a full head taller than her, with arms almost as thick as her thighs, and stared at her with a fierce expression.

Yuan Xiaosong hurried over and exchanged a few words with him before leading Meng Shi and the others farther ahead.

“Don’t look around carelessly. That’s the competition arena. Ordinary people aren’t allowed inside. The tickets cost this much!”

Yuan Xiaosong held up five fingers.

“Five hundred?”

Meng Shi was mildly startled.

She had not even been able to afford the one-hundred-yuan entrance ticket to the film city before.

Hmm.

That truly was expensive.

“Ptui! Add another zero!”

“Huh?”

Yuan Xiaosong familiarly led them backstage.

This was where the fighters prepared before their matches. From there, one could also see the ring more clearly.

It was far more worthwhile than spending a fortune on tickets.

Because Yuan Xiaosong and the others had competed here before, they were fairly familiar with the club’s staff.

After paying a small amount of money, they were allowed inside.

“Remember to reimburse me for your entrance fee afterward. This is backstage! If you weren’t one of us, they wouldn’t let you in no matter how much you paid!”

Meng Shi had no interest in listening to his rambling.

She was curiously examining her surroundings.

From the moment she entered, she felt an intense atmosphere of hostility filling the room.

Whenever the fighters looked at one another, sparks practically flew between their gazes!

Many of them were warming up.

Each fighter was heavily muscled and powerfully built.

Meng Shi felt that before them, she was probably nothing more than a tiny chick they could casually pick up with one hand.

She even saw someone whose skin was as dark as charcoal!

“Sister Xiaobai, was that person… burned?”

Meng Shi pointed curiously toward the African man, whose teeth were almost the only visible part of his entire body.

Yuan Xiaobai looked over and nearly laughed herself unconscious.

She hurriedly pushed Meng Shi’s hand down.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Meng Shi made a soft sound of surprise.

In a corner, she spotted the violent young woman who had previously visited the boxing gym!

“Oh? Now this should be interesting!”

Yuan Xiaosong also noticed her.

Compared with the enormous male fighters surrounding her, the young woman looked even more like a tiny chick…

“Why is she here?”

“This is an open-class tournament. Anyone with sufficient ability can enter.”

Hearing Yuan Xiaosong’s explanation, Meng Shi’s heart stirred.

She rubbed her right wrist.

“What are they doing now?”

Meng Shi secretly peeked outside from behind the curtain.

From this position, she could see the arena she had been denied entry to earlier.

The audience seats were almost completely filled.

Some people were quietly discussing the competitors, while others appeared deep in thought.

“They’re waiting for everyone to place their bets.”

“See over there? The posters of the fighters who will appear later are hanging up.”

“The host will introduce each matchup, and then the spectators will bet on whichever fighter they favor.”

“Some competitors have a little fame, but most are complete unknowns. The audience can only judge who will win based on the posters and the host’s introduction.”

“That’s why incredible reversals happen so often. It’s very entertaining!”

Yuan Xiaosong spoke enthusiastically.

He was also holding five hundred yuan, apparently choosing someone to bet on.

“Hey, Little Meng, you’re the expert. Help me see which one has the best chance of winning.”

Without hesitation, Meng Shi pointed toward the young woman in the corner.

“All right. I’ll listen to you this time!”

Yuan Xiaosong was about to place his bet when Yuan Xiaobai snatched the money away.

“Do you have so much money that it’s burning a hole in your pocket?”

“Hey, hey! I saved that by scrimping and scraping every single day!”

While the siblings argued, the African man Meng Shi had mistaken for a burn victim entered the ring.

He raised both hands, and the audience immediately erupted in cheers.

They had been too busy listening to the siblings quarrel to hear much of the host’s introduction.

Meng Shi vaguely caught that the African fighter’s nickname was Black Bear and that he was a fairly famous heavyweight boxer in Africa.

His opponent appeared relatively small.

He was about the same size as Wang Yang, but his muscles were much more developed, and his eyes radiated intense killing intent.

“I think the smaller one will win. He has an impressive aura,” Yuan Xiaobai said.

“No. Black Bear should be able to knock him out with one punch,” Meng Shi stated confidently.

“Seriously…?”

“K.O.!”

A sudden shout rang out, accompanied by deafening screams from the audience.

The smaller fighter had apparently planned to use his greater agility to strike quickly and retreat.

However, Black Bear was not merely large. His reactions were also extremely fast.

When the smaller fighter approached, Black Bear directly drove a fist into his face.

It seemed to land squarely on the bridge of his nose.

Blood covered the man’s face, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

“Holy crap! That was incredible!”

Yuan Xiaosong cried out, grabbed his money back, and ran away.

Since Meng Shi had predicted it so accurately, he was probably hurrying to place his next bet.

Meng Shi glanced toward the audience.

Most people were shouting in astonishment.

A smaller group stared blankly at the unconscious fighter being carried away.

They had probably bet on him and never expected him to be so useless.

In the first match, Black Bear had knocked his opponent out so suddenly that many spectators had not even reacted or properly entered the mood.

In the second match, however, the competitors were evenly matched.

Every round lasted the full two minutes.

The fight was neither particularly dangerous nor exciting and contained few memorable moments.

Both sides attacked and defended in an ordinary, balanced manner, causing the spectators to become bored.

However, during the third round, the bald fighter who had originally been at a disadvantage suddenly unleashed his strength.

He struck his opponent’s face with two consecutive heavy punches, leaving the man unable to stand.

That finally earned applause from the spectators and slightly revived the atmosphere.

When the third match began, the young woman finally appeared.

The moment she stepped into the ring, the entire arena fell silent.

A moment later, unprecedented cheers, screams, and whistles suddenly erupted.

The atmosphere instantly reached its peak!

Through the host’s introduction, Meng Shi learned that the young woman’s nickname was Snow Leopard.

Just as the name suggested, she possessed movements as swift as a leopard’s.

She would usually render her opponent unable to continue fighting within the very first round.

She was a terrifying woman!

Her opponent tonight was a muscular man nearly 180 centimeters tall, more than a full head taller than her.

The moment the match began, Snow Leopard seized the initiative and attacked.

Two fierce kicks shot directly toward the man’s face, forcing him to retreat and defend with difficulty.

Meng Shi narrowed her eyes.

This combination looked somewhat familiar.

As she thought this, Snow Leopard spun and launched a powerful roundhouse kick directly into the man’s abdomen.

The man staggered back two steps and nearly fell.

He barely regained his balance, but Snow Leopard appeared to have predicted it.

She abruptly closed the distance, raised her right leg above her head, and brought it crashing down onto his left shoulder!

“Ah!”

The muscular man cried out in pain.

A sharp cracking sound followed…

Meng Shi’s eyelid twitched.

The kick had dislocated the man’s left arm!

So when that woman had visited the boxing gym previously, she had been practicing this exact combination.

Had Meng Shi not stepped forward and blocked the final kick, Yuan Xiaobai would probably have ended up exactly like this man!

“Hiss… Good heavens… She’s ruthless!”

Yuan Xiaosong inhaled sharply.

He was not the only one.

The entire audience was shocked.

No one seemed to have expected such a small young woman to defeat a muscular man so cleanly and efficiently—or to attack with such brutality!

“Snow Leopard!”

“Snow Leopard! Snow Leopard! Snow Leopard!”

The audience shouted her name like madmen.

Their voices were so loud that Meng Shi’s ears began ringing.

“She’s definitely going to win! Definitely!”

“Take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle! Hahaha!”

Yuan Xiaosong was overjoyed and excitedly rubbed his hands together.

He was grateful that he had listened to Meng Shi and bet on Snow Leopard.

Meng Shi was covering her ears and did not hear what he said.

There seemed to be more matches afterward—battles between the winners to determine tonight’s reigning champion.

After watching the first round of matches, Meng Shi had already formed an assessment of everyone’s ability.

The fight she was most interested in was the upcoming confrontation between the African fighter and Snow Leopard.

None of the other competitors caught her attention at all.

After a brief period of rest and preparation, the greatest highlight of the night finally arrived!

Black Bear versus Snow Leopard!

“Black Bear! Black Bear! Black Bear!”

“Snow Leopard! Snow Leopard! Snow Leopard!”

The spectators’ cheers shook the arena as they shouted support for the fighters they had bet on.

“Snow Leopard will definitely win! Snow Leopard will definitely win!”

Yuan Xiaosong also began muttering unconsciously.

“Little Meng, predict it for us again. How many rounds will Snow Leopard need to knock out her opponent this time?”

“Hmm? I can’t say for certain.”

“My earlier prediction was merely a guess. Situations in the ring change in an instant. They’re difficult to predict.”

“Huh? That isn’t what you said earlier!”