54 The Progress: Part 3

Lin Sheng was quite shocked.

The boy had great control, force, and speed in his attack. If Lin Sheng was not careful enough, he could be beaten.

Lin Sheng felt a slight pressure before his hand could get close, but he remained calm and turned his body again.

*Swoosh!*

The red-haired boy swung his hand through the air, and it was pretty frightening.

That was the second move!

The red-haired boy felt a little anxious. It was a situation he had never encountered. It usually took two moves to beat his opponents, but this guy was so quick. Two times in a row, Lin Sheng was able to react to his attack and move ahead of time.

"The third move! I was just showing you some mercy earlier. Since you can't see the difference between us, don't blame me for not being merciful!" The red-haired boy was ferocious, and his muscles began to quiver.

Lin Sheng smirked. "Mercy?" He lunged at the red-haired boy. His right hand went straight for the boy's stomach like a sword.

*Bam!!!*

The red-haired boy blocked it.

*Bam!!!*

Lin Sheng hit the boy, causing him to stagger and wobble.

*Bam!!!*

Lin Sheng appeared behind the boy, his palm moving like a sword and stopping right at the back of the boy's neck.

"Huh??!!!" The red-haired boy stood still, his mind blank. He could feel the sharp, menacing discomfort of being targeted at the back of his neck. No doubt that if Lin Sheng had not stopped, his fragile neck would have been immediately dislocated.

Lin Sheng slowly pulled back his hand. His forearm was beginning to swell with pain. The boy obviously did some real damage. He felt that if he did not pull his hand back, the boy's neck might be fine, but his hand would surely break.

He had only been practicing with swords and learning to fight for a month. In the club, even Russell, who was not good at fighting, had been practicing for at least a few years. The red-haired boy may have been practicing for more than a few years. His postures were obviously set and structured, plus it was apparent that he had a lot of combat experience.

Lin Sheng may not have been able to defeat the boy if he had not absorbed a lot of combat experience from the soldiers of Blackfeather City.

"I lost..." The red-haired boy lowered his head, looking gloomy. "But it's because I was careless!" He looked up again and took a gold card from his pocket. "I'll pay for the door! And I'll transfer ¥100,000 to you! Let's fight again!" He looked ferocious. Obviously, he could not accept the fact that he had just lost.

One hundred thousand yuan!? Lin Sheng was stunned by the number.

Shayeen and Russell, who were standing behind him, were also stunned for a moment. Just as they were about to speak, Lin Sheng stepped forward and replied, "Okay."

Who said no to money?

Ten minutes later...

The red-haired boy slowly walked out of the club with his head down. He was just trying to earn some pocket money... Unexpectedly, he did not earn the pocket money as planned, instead, he lost a lot.

Basically, he did not expect to encounter such a master in a small place like that!

He always prided himself on being one of the best among his peers, and there were only a few who could compete with him. However, he was beaten twice in that place!

After the red-haired boy left, Lin Sheng, who had just made some money, was in a good mood. He then took a taxi to Sleigh Bar.

To his surprise, Sleigh Bar was not open. Not only was the bar closed, but the entire bar also seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

Losing the only channel to obtain the silver powder, Lin Sheng had no choice but to go home.

The next day he returned to the club after school, and the red-haired boy was there again.

"I was in poor condition yesterday! Let's fight again today! The loser must pay ¥100,000!!"

The result was obvious.

After losing twice in a row, the red-haired boy left the club in frustration.

Then came day three, day four...

No matter how hard the redhead tried and how he changed his moves, Lin Sheng easily won with his extremely strong instinctive reaction to threats.

He tried to use brute force, but Lin Sheng easily avoided that as well. His moves were very destructive, but they were too slow.

However, after a couple of days, the boy improved a lot. He also found the root cause of his failures and began to improve on his shortcomings rapidly. No longer sticking to old moves, he was always ready to change instead of relying too much on brute force.

Russell challenged the redhead too, but just after a few moves, he was slapped to the ground by the boy. Ashamed and angered, Russell began to train hard and practice all day to challenge the redhead.

Soon, everyone got to know each other better.

Lin Sheng then learned that the red-haired boy, named Sarroux, was a native minority of Xilin. His father had been temporarily transferred to Huaisha to work, so Sarroux came to live with him. He liked fighting, disliked studying, and played truant a lot, so he did not get along with his family.

Sarroux could get along well with Russell, mainly because he was very forthright!

The guy was very generous, totally not stingy. He did not mind spending all his money just to challenge Lin Sheng.

At first, Sarroux was only interested in challenging Lin Sheng, but Russell later invited him to a gun range and showed him the power of using both guns as well as martial arts in fights.

The two then put it to the test, and although Russell lost, he did surprise Sarroux with his skills.

As time went by, Lin Sheng invited Sarroux to join the club, and Sarroux agreed without hesitation. He would not leave until he had defeated Lin Sheng.

Shayeen and Russell also brought in several new members of the same age. Everyone was interested in martial arts. Slowly, more and more people joined Ironfist Club.

In addition, Lin Sheng also found the fresh deer blood he had been looking for.

...

Outside Huaisha, in an old farmhouse.

Lin Sheng frowned at a brownish-yellow doe moving around in a pigpen. The deer looked sick and listless. It was unclear how long the poor thing would live.

The boss of the farmhouse, Chen stood beside him with a greasy smile on his face.

"Bro, this deer was caught on the mountain only a few days ago. If I put it on the market, I'll be able to sell it in minutes. But since you're here today, I can sell you the deer at a discount. No one else will give you such a price, don't even think about it!" Chen held out a finger and swore.

Lin Sheng did not understand the market, but that was okay. He would just cut the price!

"Five thousand, final price. And keep the deer here for the time being."

"Five thousand? Bro, no way. This price at least." Chen made a gesture of eight.

Lin Sheng shook his head.

After a period of bargaining, they finally settled on a price of ¥6,000.

Boss Chen continued to raise the deer for a while with a foster care fee of ¥50 per day.