53 The Progress: Part 2

The club was divided into several sections. The swordsmanship area had just been renovated, and the other sections were still under construction. Obviously, Shayeen was really doing her best.

Lin Sheng soon saw Russell and Shayeen chatting in the financial office.

Russell was dressed in a black coaching suit that perfectly accentuated his muscular physique. He had a good foundation. After training with Lin Sheng for so long, his actual combat ability was at least several times better than it was in the beginning.

"You're here, Master! We have challengers today!" said Russell.

"Who do they want to challenge? You or me?" Lin Sheng asked, grabbing a handful of melon seeds from the nut tray on the table

"Me!" Russell laughed. "Don't worry, I won't embarrass Ironfist Club! A lot of people have come here to challenge us in the past few days. Most of them weren't experts so I rejected them."

"Let me know if someone comes here looking for trouble." Lin Sheng nodded.

"Got it." Russell nodded. "By the way, I have a friend who's also interested in our training. Wanna come and see—"

"If your friend's strong enough, let him join," Lin Sheng said casually. He did not care if the club made money or not. He cared about other things.

"Alright, I'll call him back. My friend's good at jujitsu, which can make up for the gap in our field," Russell said quickly.

"If you have the time, please come to the club as often as possible. I have a potential business proposal for this club, which is similar to helping investment companies recover loans. If you'd like," Shayeen said calmly.

"No." Lin sheng shook his head. "Investment companies have a bad reputation. It's not in line with our original intention of starting this club."

"Never mind that. There's another one. We can act as a temporary patrol in the west port area, similar to the work of the special police. There are some vacancies because the department has been very understaffed recently," Shayeen continued.

"That's a good one. It'll help to enhance the positive image of our club." Lin Sheng nodded.

"Then I'll do it!" Russell threw his fist and said. "I've always wanted to attend police school, but my family wouldn't let me in."

"You? Police school?" Shayeen sneered.

"Huh? Are you looking down on me? I was—"

*Bang!!*

All of a sudden, there was a loud bang at the entrance, interrupting Russell.

Lin Sheng and Russell got up at once. They quickly left the financial office and went to the main hall.

The burglar-proof door, which had just been installed, had fallen to the ground. A clear white footprint was on the door while rubble and cement powder were scattered on the ground.

The two ladies at the front desk were so frightened that they turned pale and could not speak.

The two students who happened to be in the main hall were holding the wooden swords in their hands, trembling all over. Their eyes were fixed on an approaching figure at the entrance.

It was a teenager; a red-haired boy not older than eighteen.

However, if it had just been a normal guy, then onlookers might not have been so scared. The key was the red-haired boy's eyes.

Lin Sheng looked at the figure and was immediately attracted by his abnormal eyes.

The boy's black pupils were much smaller than normal. From a distance, it looked like he had no pupils. It was a really scary sight.

"Who's the boss here? Come out now!" With a strong Dinan accent, the boy walked into the hall with an arrogant look. Dinan was a slightly remote inland city in the Anduin province. The local accent there was famous for its strong retroflex sounds.

Russell was furious and ready to rush out, but Lin sheng stopped him.

"I'll handle it," he said calmly.

Russell stopped, gnashing his teeth. Close combat was not his strength.

Lin Sheng took a step forward. "Who are you and what are you here for?"

The red-haired boy's eyes quickly fell on Lin Sheng. "You're the strongest here?"

Lin Sheng shook his head. "Not the strongest."

The red-haired boy sneered and walked to the middle of the main hall. "This place is too noisy!"

He held up three fingers and said fiercely, "Three moves! If you can stop me, I'll pay for the door outside, and I'll give you ¥50,000! If you can't stop me..." He snorted and sneered. "You'll give me ¥50,000!!"

Lin Sheng stared at the boy's fingers, then turned to look at Shayeen.

Shayeen nodded. "Be careful. This guy managed to kick down the burglar-proof door. He must be very strong!"

Lin Sheng nodded.

Shayeen was in charge of finance. When she nodded, it meant that he did not have to worry about money.

He stood opposite the red-haired boy. "Go ahead."

The red-haired boy sneered and stared at Lin Sheng for a while. Suddenly, he stepped forward, grasping Lin Sheng's shoulder with his right fist, which was akin to an eagle's claw.

*Swoosh!*

His "claw" was extremely fast.

Lin Sheng took a step back to avoid it.

A flash of surprise flashed through the red-haired boy's eyes. It was the first time he had met a peer who could avoid his hand so swiftly. He had been practicing hard since he was a child. Besides, his physique was different from that of ordinary people. It was rare for anyone to avoid his grasp.

"Watch my Talonbreak!"

The red-haired boy dashed toward Lin Sheng and clawed at his chest.

This move was called Soul Claw. It appeared to be an ordinary grasp, but in actuality, there was a hidden strength in the claw. If it hit, its mixed strength could break an opponent's bones instantly.