Holy Fist Chapter 67 – Chapter 67: 067 Activate Martial Arts Coach Profession

Chapter 67: 067 Activate Martial Arts Coach Profession
 

8:30 PM, at the entrance of Sunshine District.

Bai Xiao was quietly waiting while looking at his phone.

A moment later, a rugged city SUV drove by from the side of the road. Its silver-white frame, illuminated by the streetlights, had a distinct metallic feel, and the whole body sported a matte black finish.

“Cool, imposing.”

That was Bai Xiao's instant assessment upon seeing the vehicle.

Beep.

The urban SUV honked once and slowly came to a stop.

As the window rolled down, a cold, harsh profile hidden behind black sunglasses was revealed—it was Wei Dong. Wei Dong, without so much as a glance at Bai Xiao, nodded to signal him, “Get in, I'll take you for a spin.”

Bai Xiao quickened his pace and got in.

Once the door shut and the interior lights came on, the entire cabin was visible. Bai Xiao nodded in satisfaction; the rugged style, the comfortable leather seats, and the well-partitioned space looked somewhat upscale.

“Brother Dong, how much does this car cost?”

Bai Xiao asked.

“Just over 400,000, not much.”

“The brand is Mustang, pretty good, quite durable.”

Wei Dong patted the steering wheel, where a red circular logo in the center featured a silhouette of a black horse galloping.

As he spoke, he drove without a clear destination in mind.

“That expensive? Uncle really splurged…”

Bai Xiao, sitting in the back seat, remarked with a sigh.

Wei Dong shook his head, and his sunglasses slid down, revealing his eyes.

He looked at Bai Xiao through the rearview mirror.

“Brother, the money I spent, I specifically picked to your taste.”

“What do you mean ‘Uncle splurged'?”

With a light smile, Bai Xiao wanted to say that the money was still given by your father, but he finally said, “Fine, you splurged. Thanks, Brother Dong, how about I treat you to a meal in a few days…”

“You've got a good eye, I really like this car.”

In the rearview mirror, Wei Dong smiled a bit smugly.

This guy is just like a smooth donkey; he needs to be stroked the right way.

Along the way, Wei Dong got out and let Bai Xiao drive.

The handling of the car was indeed nice, with a steady sense of safety.

After a short while, Wei Dong climbed back into the driver's seat because he was taking Bai Xiao to a friend's party, which he knew the way to well.

Bai Xiao moved to the passenger seat.

He chatted with Wei Dong for a few moments, gradually steering the conversation.

“Xiaozi, did you take your exam? What level did you get?”

Wei Dong glanced at Bai Xiao's robust physique, remembering the fierce sparring from the other day, and felt his brother must be at a professional level. So he seriously guessed, “Professional third-degree? Fourth-degree?”

“Damn, fourth-degree? Isn't that the highest level?”

“It really is Professional fourth-degree.”

Wei Dong saw the martial arts certificate Bai Xiao pulled out, the open page showing the professional grade of fourth-degree, complete with a red seal.

“Impressive!”

Wei Dong was just driving.

Otherwise, he would have definitely given Bai Xiao a thumbs up.

“Xiaozi, fourth-degree is even better. Since the incident that day, my dad insisted on sending those two bodyguards over. I'll tell my dad that your martial arts certificate is professional fourth-degree. When I go out, having you as my bodyguard is more than enough. Those two who come to watch over me can guard the warehouse, since the new drugs are important too…”

Wei Dong muttered while driving.

It wasn't clear whether he was serious or just making small talk.

Bai Xiao sat in the passenger seat, staring straight ahead.

[Career: Martial Arts Coach (activated)]

[Requirements: 1. Wei Dong's invitation √, 2. Professional certificate √]

Done!

Sure enough, as long as you meet the requirements, activating the profession is a breeze.

Bai Xiao's fourth profession was determined.

The corners of his mouth slightly curved upward, and suddenly, there was another flicker before his eyes.

[Profession: Bodyguard (Inactive)]

[Requirements: 1. Wei Dong's invitation √, 2. Demonstrate extraordinary skills ×]

Alright, alright, playing this way, huh? Doing a wholesale thing?

Bai Xiao decisively accepted it—it was free why not take it!

After all, there was no rule that getting a new job meant you had to go to work.

It was the same for Bai Xiao to finish his old professions before starting with a new one.

The Bodyguard profession had two conditions: one was Brother Dong's invitation, and the other was to demonstrate skills, not the various certifications like before.

Bai Xiao checked and found that there were no explicit regulations requiring certificates for private bodyguards in the Tianxia Federation, and different bodyguard companies had different standards.

A private bodyguard just needs to be quick and strong.

“Demonstrate extraordinary skills?”

“Should I find some burly man and beat someone up severely?”

Bai Xiao was pondering what to do.

But, unexpectedly.

It wasn't long before his skills had a chance to shine.

Moonlight Nightclub, a rather upscale luxurious place.

Crystal chandeliers overhead washed down streams of light, coffee-colored ceramic tiles on the walls glinted. The spacious corridor was carpeted with a soft, plush rug, adorned with beautiful patterns and vivid colors, and the walls were painted with unique ukiyo-e art. It was just like an art exhibition.

Yet, this was a nightclub.

Half an hour ago, Wei Dong took Bai Xiao here, introducing him to some wealthy youths in a luxurious private room. Men and women alike, all spoke with a touch of nobility, dressed not overly subdued nor flashy but each with their unique aesthetic. They jovially drank together.

Their glasses filled with red liquid, gently clinking against each other.

Everyone was talking about the fun new things they were recently into. After all, they were all young and it wasn't yet time to inherit the family business. Some talked about playing with women, others with men, still others with those who were neither. Street racing, heavy drinking, gambling, debauchery, and so on.

Compared to them, Brother Dong was indeed a good wealthy youth.

At most, he was just a bit of a playboy, nothing perverse.

Along the way, Bai Xiao met a young man with dyed yellow hair. Through Brother Dong's introduction, he learned that this yellow-haired man was the guy who had switched bars for him twice before, called Liao Fei, a very loyal boy.

Bai Xiao got along quite well with Liao Fei, and the atmosphere was quite merry.

However, shortly after, Liao Fei's friends arrived with another group and opened a private room. Later, they called Liao Fei over to drink.

Ten minutes later, whether it was some conflict or not, the adjoining room got louder and louder until it escalated into a fierce argument and brawl.

After a while, Liao Fei, his head bloody, ran into Bai Xiao's room, apparently having been smashed with a bottle. Behind him, two burly men, looking like thugs, rudely barged in.

They were intent on relentlessly beating up Liao Fei until they were satisfied.

The numerous wealthy youths stood up to intervene, only to be rudely shoved aside. Wei Dong stepped in front of Liao Fei; he was his close buddy.

How could he possibly let someone simply take him away, or beat him up?

Just as the two thugs charged forward about to hit Wei Dong as well,

Bai Xiao decisively made his move, overpowering and brutally taking them down.

One received a punch to the left cheek, saliva spraying, falling to the ground and overturning the coffee table. The other kneeled on the ground, hunched over, his hands painfully covering his belly where he had been fiercely kicked. A twisted expression on his face.

Bai Xiao quietly stood to the side, glancing at the profession prompt in front of him.

But, he didn't delve into it at that moment.

Because he had discovered something quite unexpected.

Grabbing the half-kneeling thug by the hair, heedless of the man's pained screams, Bai Xiao slightly pulled down the clothes on his back.

Wisps of feather-like hair were quietly spreading.

It looked, astonishingly, like the strange person he had encountered that day.

“Boxing Slave?!”

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