After working overtime day and night, the makeshift ring inside Shi University's gymnasium was finally built. Zhang Beixing posted this on his phone, drawing countless onlookers.

At that time, Chris had also deplaned. After seeing Zhang Beixing's latest status update, he and Zhang Beixing finalized the match time, setting it for 2 PM that afternoon. Then, Chris began his final pre-battle preparations. Some rested; others warmed up.

While they bustled about their respective tasks, time flew by. In the blink of an eye, it was two in the afternoon. The final match time had arrived!

The gymnasium at Shi University was bustling and bursting with noise! People who lived nearby rushed over to cheer and shout for Zhang Beixing. Among them, Zhang Beixing's classmates were the most excited. They couldn't help but be worked up! Zhang Beixing was their classmate, after all!

Now, Zhang Beixing was about to grapple with Chris. He didn't just represent himself. He also represented their fourth-year Economics and Management Department, Shi University, and even the pride of the men of Shishi! For this reason, they considered this matter extremely important.

"Holy shit, guys, I'm completely numb! I never expected Lao Zhang to be so hardcore; if he says he's going to fight, he really goes for it!"

"Yeah, and fighting is one thing, but he actually went to the police to file a report beforehand, elevating this to an official competition. He's really aiming to kill someone; it's just outrageous!"

"As expected from someone from our Room 203—totally badass! Honestly, when I first met Lao Zhang, I knew this kid would definitely be extraordinary, a true dragon among men. Now it seems my judgment was spot on."

"Alright, Lao Jin, stop tooting your own horn. Where's that thing I asked you to make? Is it done?" Zheng Jituo asked, looking at Jin Linyu.

Hearing this, Jin Linyu hurriedly nodded and then pulled out a banner from the bag on his back. He unrolled it to reveal:

[Tiger-Fighting Hero Zhang Beixing! You subdue tigers even Tyson couldn't handle! You're more badass than Tyson! That mere Black Ghost? Annihilate him!]

Seeing what they unveiled, the students from the senior Economics and Management Department were stunned. Noticing their reaction, Zheng Jituo couldn't help feeling a bit proud; this was the cheer banner he had thought up overnight after confirming Zhang Beixing was going to fight Chris. It was all about making a grand statement.

However, Zheng Jituo hadn't been proud for long when he saw other students consult briefly and then similarly pull a banner from someone's bag:

[Outstanding Youth Representative! Crack down on 'black' forces and eliminate evil! Exterminate all Barbarians! Display our nation's might!]

"???"

Zheng Jituo was stunned. He stared blankly at those students, momentarily at a loss for words.

At that moment, Lin Siqi, Chen Rourou, and Sophia Zhou also arrived.

Chen Rourou, seeing that Zheng Jituo and Zhang Beixing's classmates had already hung up their banners, was quite surprised. "I didn't expect you guys prepared too? I thought we were the only ones! Sophia, bring out our banner!"

"Uh-huh, okay!" Sophia Zhou replied, and then unfolded the banner in her hands:

[Best wishes to the nation's renowned helpful citizen, Yanjing military enlistment representative—Zhang Beixing, may you be triumphant.]

"..."

Scanning the scene and seeing the four banners that had been hung up in just a short while, Zheng Jituo was dumbfounded. But soon he realized something was amiss… why were there four banners? One from their Room 203, one from the senior Economics and Management Department, one from Chen Rourou and the girls—that only made three. So whose was the extra one?

Looking at the banner that read, [Go, Vice-President! Revitalize Martial Arts! Display our nation's might! Victory in this battle is certain!], Zheng Jituo's gaze fell on a few middle-aged men below it, his face filled with confusion.

"Sirs, who are you? The vice-president... is that Zhang Beixing?"

"Yes!" Standing under the banner, one of the middle-aged men spoke. "Let me introduce ourselves. We are from the Northern River Martial Arts Association. Mr. Zhang Beixing registered with our association a while ago and became our honorary vice-president. Therefore, we have come specifically to congratulate President Zhang and wish him success and smooth sailing in this battle!"

"So, that's it!" Hearing the middle-aged man's explanation, everyone understood. The news that Zhang Beixing was the honorary vice-president of the Northern River Martial Arts Association had been uncovered the very day he responded, so hearing the middle-aged man's explanation didn't particularly surprise them.

While the group was getting acquainted, some uninvited guests arrived at the entrance of Shi University.

Getting out of a car, Chris and his few black buddies walked aggressively onto the campus to keep the appointment. One of them held a cell phone, live-streaming and claiming Chris would surely win. Meanwhile, Chris, wearing sunglasses and with an arm around a girl he had picked up on the airplane, swaggered over arrogantly.

"Is this Shi University's gymnasium?"

"PTUI! It's indeed small, not even half the size of the ones I used for WBA battles abroad. Zhang Beixing is really cunning, trying to limit my abilities with the venue?"

Arriving in front of Shi University's gymnasium, Chris first glanced at it, then spat disdainfully.

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