RING Of Fate

While Long Yang was cleaning the classroom, his cell phone rang.

"Hello, Long Yang? This is Zhao Xiaoyu." A girl's voice came from across the other line.

"Sister Xiaoyu! Why are you calling me? You miss me, huh?" He couldn't help but tease her from time to time. Maybe it was because she bullied him so many times before he got the ring system and he just couldn't bear paying her back.

"F.u.c.k off! How dare you tease me?"

"Well, you're pissed off because I'm telling the truth. So you did miss me!" he continued.

"Long Yang, I won't spare you!" She gnashed her teeth.

"Hah, I was just cracking a joke. Don't get mad at me. By the way, what's the matter?" He became serious.

"Well, my brother is back. He wants to see you. Be right here in ten minutes!"

Before he could say he couldn't make it in ten minutes, she hung up the phone. Luckily, he had almost finished cleaning. He locked the classroom door and ran towards the Zhao Boxing School.

The moment he walked out of the teaching building, he saw Zhang Ziran and his followers waiting for him.

"Long Yang, I've booked a table of dishes in FY Restaurant. I'd like to make an apology for you." Zhang said with a sincere face as he walked up to Long.

"You don't need to treat me to dinner for such a little thing!" Long shook his hand.

"Come on! I have to apologize to you. And I want to make friends with you."

Zhang was from a rich family. He had learned that Nangong Jun had a car accident and was still in the ICU. The was the reason why he dared to make friends with Long.

Long didn't how to turn him down, so he said, "I'm in a hurry now. What about I treat you to dinner some other day?"

After a short pause, Zhang suggested, "We will wait for you in FY Restaurant. You can go there after you finish your work."

"Okay. See you then."

Eight minutes later, Long arrived at the boxing school.

Zhao Xiaoyu was waiting for him at the entrance. She gave him a blaming look and said, "You are you made it. Otherwise, I will teach you a lesson."

"Sister Xiaoyu, I treat your words as an imperial edict." He said with a teasing smile.

"Cut the crap!" She turned and moved forward, followed by him.

In Zhao Fengyang's office, all the things were moved away, and the office looked very empty. In white loose clothes, a young handsome man with strong muscles stood there.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhao." Long made a salute to the young man. He was Zhao Fengyang, Zhao Xiaoyu's brother and the owner of Zhao Boxing School.

Zhao nodded with a smile. "Xiaoyu told me what happened in the boxing school a couple of days ago. Thank you, Long Yang."

"No problem. Sister Xiaoyu has taught me the Nine-dan Breathing Method and Huyue Step. I should be the one to say thank you." Long answered modestly. He was at least ten times stronger after he had promoted the Nine-dan Breathing Method to the perfect state and integrate Huyue Step and Intermediate Stamina.

"Well, do you have any questions on the Nine-dan Breathing Method and Huyue Step? Feel free to ask me." Zhao said in a gentle voice.

"Sister Xiaoyu is a good teacher. I have no questions. If I have any questions in the future, I will ask you for sure."

"Great," Zhao smiled and said. "Let's have a friendly competition."

Long was thrilled. He had long been looking forward to having a competition with Zhao Fengyang. He answered in a loud voice, "Sure."

Zhao waved his hand, signaling Long to attack him.

Long dashed towards him, punching his c.h.e.s.t with both fists.

Zhao's palms were raised to his c.h.e.s.t and cut Long's wrists.

Long's eyes narrowed on seeing Zhao's moves. Zhao was indeed much stronger than his sister in terms of speed, judgment and angles.

Long lowered his fists and moved aside in an attempt to elbow Zhao.

Bang!

Zhao also raised his elbow, but to his surprise, he was forced to step backwards.

Zhao Xiaoyu's jaw went slack. Long forced her brother to step back? She couldn't believe her eyes.

Zhao Fengyang was more interested in Long. He used a new boxing art that Long had never seen before. Long could see fists were everywhere.