Top Master

On the stands, the fans who supported the wastage were all stunned, one by one, dead silent.    

    

No matter what, they never would have thought that the previously fierce waves would actually fall under Zhao Quan's attack. This was simply like a fantasy. They even suspected that this was a fake punch.    

    

The fans of movie stars had loyalty, while the fans of the boxers did not have any loyalty.    

    

It was true that they could help them earn money. If he could not help them earn money, he would instead cause them to lose money. What the f * ck...    

    

While the crowd was cursing at the waves, Ma Kun sneered as he looked at Huang Jia, who was beside him.    

    

"Didn't you say that he was a tough guy? Why is he backing down now? " What are you doing on the ground? Are you pretending to be dead? "    

    

Was there a need to act? He was clearly really dead, and Ma Kun was obviously mocking him!    

    

Huang Jia, who was being ridiculed, was very annoyed. He had never thought that the waves would actually lose. This was the pillar that he earned money from.    

    

Not only had the pillar collapsed, but it had also caused him to lose a large sum of money. He was instantly furious.    

    

However, he couldn't vent his anger on Ma Kun, nor could he pour it on Zhao Quan, who was on the boxing ring. As the saying goes, if you are willing to bet, you must admit defeat. Since he had thrown in money to make money, he had to be prepared to lose money.    

    

Therefore, he could only blame the waves. He hated this damn thing for being so useless, causing him to lose such a large sum of money.    

    

At this time, Chen Xiangyu's face had an indescribable smile. It was unknown whether she was laughing at Zhao Quan's success again, or whether she was laughing at the overconfidence of the waves. In short, she had earned a lot today.    

    

Although she was not like Renxiong, who would throw all his money on Zhao Quan, earning ten million Dishu Stones was something worth celebrating for her. After all, the organization had given her the task of earning money. She had earned enough just by betting on Zhao Quan.    

    

On the arena, Zhao Quan won without any surprises. Renxiong excitedly ran onto the stage and picked Zhao Quan up.    

    

"Boss, I knew you would be able to do it. I have earned money again!"    

    

Zhao Quan felt helpless about Renxiong's happiness. He did not know what was there to be happy about.    

    

Wasn't it just to earn 100,000 to 80,000 Dishu Stones? Was it worth it to be so happy about it?    

    

But since Renxiong was so happy, he naturally wouldn't say something that would ruin Renxiong's good mood.    

    

After leaving the arena, Zhao Quan left under Renxiong's cover.    

    

He couldn't not leave. That bunch of crazy old women were chasing after Zhao Quan! They were howling.    

    

It made Zhao Quan suspect that he was running too slow. He wondered if he had been pushed to the ground by this group of wealthy women and forced to do that.    

    

After leaving the boxing ring, Zhao Quan saw Chen Xiangyu open the door and send a long guest car.    

    

Without wasting any time, Zhao Quan directly opened the door and got into the car, then the car sped all the way.    

    

While driving, Zhao Quan said to Chen Xiangyu, "What? You want to celebrate my victory?"    

    

"Isn't it normal for you to win? "Is it worth celebrating?"    

    

No one knew where Chen Xiangyu got such trust from. It seemed like she was even more confident than Zhao Quan.    

    

Then, the driver drove the car into the hotel. Zhao Quan and Chen Xiangyu entered the hotel.    

    

Zhao Quan and Chen Xiangyu sat in a luxurious room and chatted as they ate.    

    

After chatting for a while, Chen Xiangyu asked Zhao Quan, "Am I going to become Upper Class soon?"    

    

Of course. Zhao Quan was indeed going to become Upper Class soon.    

    

According to the rules set by Ma Kun, once this battle was over, Upper Class would be the one to kill the waves.    

    

Presumably, Ma Kun should be doing this kind of thing right now. Tomorrow, Zhao Quan would be Upper Class.    

    

Chen Xiangyu stared at Zhao Quan and said, "Your resume is really scary. From the time we found out that you appeared in the Dream Tempering Stage until now, you only have a little more than a month's time. In this little more than a month's time, you actually changed from a commoner to Upper Class..."    

    

"Hey, do you think we will be on equal footing in half a month's time?"    

    

"Come and work under me, so that you can get closer to me."