The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 144 - 141: If the Wife Says Hit, Then Hit

Chapter 144: Chapter 141: If the Wife Says Hit, Then Hit

"Hey, brother, come up and have a spar."

The muscle men, seeing Chu Yan’s face and his refined temperament, looked even more ferocious.

They rubbed their hands together, preparing to ’show him a thing or two.’

The rest of the audience started to jeer, all taking delight in the misfortune.

They didn’t think Chu Yan was capable of defeating the boxers; they just saw him as a pretty boy with no strength.

"What’s the use of just having a good-looking face? He’s just all talk."

"I thought he was quite handsome just now, but I didn’t expect him to say that. Instant turn-off."

"If you’re capable, then get up there, why just run your mouth?"

Amidst the crowd’s murmurs, Qin Zhao winked at Chu Yan and gestured for him to go for it.

"Go, hubby! I believe in you!"

When Chu Yan gets beaten up later, she’ll applaud him with both hands and feet!

The corner of Chu Yan’s mouth twitched.

He actually took off his suit jacket and calmly started to roll up his sleeves.

"Damn, he really dares to go up?"

"Teach that pretty boy a lesson!"

"You see the muscle lines on his arms; he’s obviously trained, too."

"What’s that little bit of muscle? He’s definitely going to get beaten up!"

The atmosphere at the scene grew even hotter, and not far away, Qin Yu and Su Xiaotong were drawn over.

They had just walked over when Chu Yan had already ascended to the ring.

His cold and indifferent gaze swept over the boxers, "Are you all coming at once, or one by one?"

Since his wife told him to fight, then he’ll fight.

The scene fell silent for a second, and everyone was stunned.

What was this pretty boy doing?

Provoking them?

Immediately, a top fighter stepped forward.

"I don’t need them; I alone can knock you down."

"Let’s start."

Chu Yan said indifferently.

The boxer sneered, planning to ’give him a taste of his own medicine.’

But within a few exchanges...

He couldn’t land a single blow on Chu Yan, who could almost predict his attacks and then easily defused them.

Until he saw the serene and refined man smiling faintly, the profound depth in his eyes devoid of emotion, that kind of icy dark ruthlessness inexplicably made him feel a chill down his spine.

Chu Yan started to attack.

Every move was aimed directly at vital points, all lethal.

They were boxing, but what he learned was meant for killing.

The fighter soon found himself in retreat, with each strike targeting vital points and the rhythm entirely in Chu Yan’s hands; he had no ability to counter or break through.

At some point, the scene had quieted down again.

A booming thud.

The brawny boxer was knocked off the ring, and the crowd snapped back to reality.

The handsome and cultivated man stood on the ring, slowly straightening his sleeves, as if the person who had just beaten a strong man to the point of helplessness was not him.

Chu Yan’s gaze turned back to the fighters, seemingly serene, yet it made them feel a chill.

"Continue."

He uttered the two words indifferently, and the fighters hesitated to advance.

Qin Zhao was dumbfounded and said, "Your gym is pretty soft."

The fighters: "...."

The others: "...."

Damn, did you not see how brutal this guy was just now?

The last boxer had his nose bloodied!

At this moment, no one thought Qin Zhao’s initial words were just a boast.

Her husband seemed like he really could take on ten people at once!

Truly a scholarly hooligan.

Every move he made seemed to leave people breathless!

Qin Zhao had casually remarked, but she hadn’t expected Chu Yan to be such a strong fighter. It seemed his six-pack was the real deal, which was why she felt regretful.

Nobody was there to beat up Chu Yan, and she was unhappy about it.

And the boxers felt that her words were another provocation, prompting three of them to step up together.

The time had come to defend the boxing gym’s honor!

Then, they were thrown out even faster than the previous boxer.

After two bouts, sweat had soaked through Chu Yan’s white shirt, his eye sockets seemed to have a tinge of red, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye appeared devilishly charming as he stared intently at Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao frowned, it was that familiar sensation, as if she were being targeted by some wild beast.

Within those cool, narrow Phoenix Eyes, there was a dark, chilling, bloody excitement.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, reigning himself in, yet still maintaining that scholarly dignity.

"Hahaha, hello everyone, I am the gym manager," said the manager as he stepped onto the ring. "The competition is about to start. This gentleman is a friend of mine, who came specifically to warm up the crowd. It looks like it was quite effective!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan nodded politely at him, then stepped down from the ring.

This was Qin Yu’s friend’s place, and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.

He went straight to Qin Zhao and took the bottle of mineral water she had been drinking from.

Chu Yan unscrewed the bottle cap and drank the remaining water in one go.

The drinking was rushed, and the mineral water mixed with sweat dribbled down his jawline, his Adam’s apple bobbing subtly, inexplicably sexy.

Qin Zhao looked at him with a speechless expression.

Why was he drinking her water?

Coudn’t he afford his own bottle of water?

Suddenly, he tossed the bottle into the trash can and cornered her against the wall.

Chu Yan asked teasingly, "Satisfied now?"

"Of course not, I didn’t manage to knock you down."

He pondered for a moment and then said seriously, "Qin Zhao, as long as you stand there, I will never fall."

Qin Zhao did not understand the meaning of his words at the time and found him baffling.

Later, she realized that she was his only light in the long night, the faith that kept him from falling. Even if he were beaten into the Abyss, buried in filth, left with nothing but decay, he would still crawl back to her.

"Your skills are pretty good; I probably couldn’t beat you either."

Qin Yu came over, putting an arm around Chu Yan’s shoulder, very pleased with his nephew-in-law.

Qin Yu knew some Sanda and boxing himself, but his main goal was fitness, barely able to spar with these professional boxers, but Chu Yan completely dominated over them!

Rich, handsome, highly educated, and strong, this guy had all the qualities elders liked.

But that’s only right for someone who ends up with their Qin Zhao.

"Qin Yu, this is the championship prize for today’s competition. Give this to your friend," said the manager, carrying a black duffel bag over to Chu Yan. "Big shot, you were marvelous today, take all the prizes, and please don’t come back, haha!"

Chu Yan: "...."

Qin Yu and Su Xiaotong: "Hahahahahahahahaha."

The two of them roared with laughter, and Qin Zhao couldn’t help but smile.

Qin Zhao couldn’t help but say, "I’m sorry, my fault."

She had deliberately picked a quarrel for Chu Yan and didn’t expect to almost disrupt their business.

Chu Yan accepted the items and also apologized.

The competition was about to begin, and they sat down to watch. Chu Yan went to the shower room for a bath, then changed into a clean set of casual clothes, a deep black hoodie.

His hair was still damp when he came out, only casually wiped, devoid of his usual abstinence and scholarly demeanor, looking somewhat gloomy instead.

He immediately began searching for Qin Zhao, and seeing her sitting with Qin Yu and Su Xiaotong, with no strange men nearby, he relaxed and walked over.