I Become a Big Shot in Showbiz
Chapter 455 - Chapter 455 Chapter 455 Tell

Chapter 455: Chapter 455 Tell Chapter 455: Chapter 455 Tell A punch flew out and hit Yao Dong straight on the bridge of his nose.

Yao Dong grunted and fell to the ground, his nose now crooked.

His face swelled up too.

But he didn’t admit defeat, and quickly struggled to stand up.

Fu Hong struck again, and soon Yao Dong was back on the ground.

Then, every time Yao Dong got up, Fu Hong would strike, knocking him down again.

The hits were fast and precise, and especially ruthless.

The bystanders found it a little painful to watch.

Finally, Yao Dong couldn’t get up anymore and conceded defeat.

Seeing the outcome decided, the crowd dispersed.

Mu Lingyun hooked the corner of her mouth and said to Ji Luochen, “I’ve found that Fu Hong is quite talented.”

Ji Luochen also smiled, then said, “It isn’t necessarily talent.”

“Hmm?” Mu Lingyun was puzzled.

Wasn’t this considered talent? To learn and then, for the first time on stage, fight so steadily.

Grasping the essence of what he learned over the last few days tightly, and knowing how to integrate and apply it flexibly.

Isn’t that talent?

Ji Luochen chuckled lowly, “If you were beaten for ten days to learn this, and then you encountered someone who had previously put you down, even if you had no talent, you would fight very steadily.”

Mu Lingyun thought for a moment, then nodded incessantly, “You make a good point.”

Afterward, she walked over and jumped directly onto the stage.

Seeing Mu Lingyun approach, Fu Hong’s face turned slightly red, and he lowered his head to ask, “Miss Mu, I haven’t disappointed you, have I?”

“Not bad!” Mu Lingyun replied in a light tone.

She took a few more steps forward to where Yao Dong was lying.

Though Yao Dong couldn’t stand up, he didn’t faint either, and was lying curled up in an attempt to contain the pain.

Mu Lingyun leaned over slightly and said, “Mr. Yao Dong, you have lost, what a pity.”

Already pale, Yao Dong’s face turned even whiter upon hearing Mu Lingyun’s words.

He had intended to beat Fu Hong to vent his anger and avenge the humiliation he suffered at the auction, but he had lost unexpectedly.

And lost miserably.

He had completely lost face.

Seeing that he didn’t respond, Mu Lingyun continued, “So, Mr. Yao Dong, can you still stand up now? If you can, why don’t you kneel and repent to Mr. Yao Yu, let me witness it for my edification.”

Upon hearing this, Yao Dong recalled that the story was just something he concocted to infuriate Mu Lingyun and Fu Hong, but he didn’t expect that Mu Lingyun would turn it around to humiliate him with it.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, nearly fainting with anger.

Mu Lingyun couldn’t help but laugh, “Oh, spitting blood? It seems you can’t get up after all, so I guess I won’t have the chance to learn your peculiar customs. Though I figured you probably couldn’t manage it, so it’s not a disappointment.”

Yao Dong was stunned, so the earlier comment about potentially not being able to get up was about him, not Fu Hong?

Had she known all along that Fu Hong would win?

“There’s one more thing I feel I should tell Mr. Yao Dong,” Mu Lingyun continued, “In the past ten days, Fu Hong has been undergoing devil-like training, and even if you hadn’t challenged him today, he would have challenged you, seeking vengeance. But, we didn’t expect you to willingly offer your face for a beating. It’s truly an unexpected and welcome surprise! I think, Fu Hong ought to thank you for making it easier for him.”