Chapter 311: There is Something to this Task

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Meng Fan sat down heavily, breathing hard. Wu Ji, who had lay around to win, used the chance to recover; he was able to sit back up. The mans mood didnt seem to be affected by the chaos earlier and was actually upbeat.

Wu Ji patted Meng Fans shoulders and chuckled. When Tongtong wanted you to find me, she wanted me to protect you. Well, today, you actually protected me!

Wu Ji heard about the attempted hijacking in Singapore. At first, he didnt a.s.sociate it with Meng Fan. When Wu Tong called him, he realized Meng Fan was going from Singapore to j.a.pan. Hearing Wu Tongs worry, he put two and two together and instantly understood.

He slammed the table and said, Youre a real man! Youll be good for Tongtong. I can give her away to you!

The t.i.tle, real man, may be for Meng Fans action during the hijacking, or maybe because Meng Fan had protected his future brother-in-law.

Please.

Meng Fan removed Wu Jis hand. He chuckled. First of all, Tongtong is not yours to give away. I pursued her on my own. Second, regardless of what you say, Tongtong is my girlfriend!

Why dont you get it? Fine. No matter what, today, I have to thank you!

Wu Ji breathed in deeply and stood up. The smile on his face was now frosty. He walked toward the group of people who came in and went up to one of the organizers of the MMA training camp. This organizer also worked at the ONE-FC event in Singapore. Wu Ji asked in a cold voice, Mr. Lin, I need an explanation!

Lin Jundao, who looked angry at the chaotic scene, seemed stunned by Wu Ji, who confronted him first. He thought to himself, I dont even know what happened, how do I give you an explanation?

Lin Jundao didnt want to act up with Wu Ji, so he said seriously, Ah-Ji, why dont you take a break. Let me find out what has happened.

He patted Wu Jis shoulder and then walked forward one step. He yelled at every fighter, whether they were on the floor, sitting, or standing. Everyone, go stand with your team leader! Right now!

Lin Jundao was senior level at ONE-FC and an organizer at this training camp. He was both an official and a representative of the investors, so no one present dared to defy him.

Although There were a few fighters who fainted on the floor. They needed medical attention right away. If not at the hospital, then at the medical room here.

During this whole process, Lin Jundao couldnt help looking at Meng Fan, who sat among the Chinese fighters. He didnt know what happened exactly, but he had seen Meng Fan throw three people to the floor in the short while since he came in.

He knew the Chinese MMA fighters pretty well, but he couldnt think of anyone this strong!

When everyone had sorted themselves and stood with their group, Lin Jundao stopped looking at Meng Fan and announced, No one needs to say anything. Now, all the team leaders, take your team back to your hotel and stay there. Ill investigate the events with surveillance footage.

Group fighting? You are something else. Before I finish my investigation, no one better even think of getting away from any discipline. If theres any violations, forget it! Before I find out what happened, if any of you dared to do anything on your own, I can tell you right now thatll be the end of your career!

The people who didnt understand after hearing their team leader or teammates translation looked grim, too. No one thought Lin Jundao was merely threatening. The man would keep his word.

This warning was not only for ONE-FC, it covered other MMA events in Asia and events across the world, too. It applied even if you wanted to switch disciplines.

As the teams started leaving the arena, Meng Fan stood up and left with Wu Ji and others. They left relatively early. The other teams watched Meng Fan as if they were looking at a monster.

Meng Fans body type was definitely a heavyweight among fighters or at least a light heavyweight. How could someone this big be this limber?

He caught everyone he tried to s.n.a.t.c.h. His s.n.a.t.c.h rate was probably second to none in the entire Asian fighting scene!

His throw-down techniques to anyone who had seen the entire process were also flawless. They could be described as perfect.

As for strength, it wasnt unusual for someone at this level to be so strong.

He was at such a high level, was limber, and had great endurance!

What an anomaly!

When did China create such amazing creatures?

There had always been very few heavyweight fighters from China. Those who had advanced had almost always been lower leveled, mostly flyweight to featherweight. Even lightweight to welterweight was rare. The only middleweight fighter in the last few years was Wu Ji. Any higher-level Chinese fighter had been rare.

With so few fighters among the breakouts, it was unlikely for them to be famous.

Because of this, everyone became more upset and confused. How come theyve never heard of someone like this?

I think I know where hes from!

One of the fighters in the South Korean team, who ran off as Meng Fan charged him, shouted. His eyes lit up as he remembered this was the Chinese guy who beat Park Jae Hye.

Your hands

After they got on the bus, Wu Ji noticed Meng Fans hand. He frowned and asked, Is all the blood from others?

Meng Fan looked at Wu Ji sideways and at his own hands. He wanted to cry!

During the group fight and all the throw-downs, Meng Fan had to use his fists somewhat. He was strong, and his bones were tough as well, but his hands were still soft. Unlike most fighters, whose hands were toughened from years of fighting, his werent. Furthermore, his targets were also thick-skinned. Meng Fans hands were really busted after all the fighting.

Its like using hands used to drawing on a punching bag without any protection. After the fighting, Meng Fans hands ended up this way.

Seeing Meng Fans expression, Wu Ji laughed out loud. He stopped when Meng Fan glared at him.

Meng Fan, What did I do?

Wu Ji hurriedly asked a teammate to treat and bandage Meng Fans hand. He also asked, Where are you staying? In our hotel?

Meng Fan firmly shook his head. No way. You guys will be busy tonight, I better not make more work for you. Dont worry, Im at the Aman Kyoto. Itll be safer than your hotel.

Aman? You really are rich.

Wu Ji didnt comment further.

Meng Fan thought and said, Im going back tomorrow. Would the fight bring any trouble?

Smiling, Wu Ji shook his head. This time, the matter is quite serious, so there will be a lot of punishment for discipline. But it has nothing to do with you. You arent in this circle, so any discipline doesnt matter. Plus, you were hit first. The host wouldnt make it a legal matter though. Even if it was, theyd make it go away.

Meng Fan couldnt help asking after hearing about the discipline. How serious is the discipline?

Wu Ji shrugged. Probably being banned or suspended from games or fined, but it may be severe.

Meng Fan asked like the outsider he was, Maybe its good being banned or suspended. The fighting is too brutal.

Now, it was Wu Ji who looked at Meng Fan sideways, Hah, how dare you say that? Was anyone more brutal than you?

Meng Fan disagreed. b.a.s.t.a.r.d, how could you say that? I didnt even fight back when I was kicked. I was protecting you the whole time! I was worried youd be hurt. And you say Im brutal?

Wu Ji laughed. For Tongtong, thats who! You didnt want her to be mad if something happened to me.

Meng Fan stuck out his middle finger at him. Youre lucky your sister is so awesome.

Right, right, I should feel lucky my brother-in-law is awesome, right? I better thank him! Wu Ji pretended to look around. Where is he?

Meng Fan smiled brilliantly. Seventh Bro, Im right here!

The teammates on the bus werent aware of the two mens connection before. After hearing their conversation, they understood. This set of brothers-in-law was quite a pair: they were both brutal and shameless.

The bus took Meng Fan to the Aman Kyoto hotel in Chiyoda City before going to the teams hotel. After Meng Fan got off the bus, the teammates who were excited about winning the group fight and advancing as a team became nervous. Just like Wu Ji said, the consequences for the fight would be serious and carry severe discipline.

It didnt matter who started the fight. Even if the host confirmed the j.a.panese team started the fight, anyone involved in the fight would be disciplined.

When Meng Fan returned to the hotel, the first thing he did was strip and look in the mirror. After seeing the bruises from being kicked or hit and realizing nothing was too serious, Meng Fan relaxed. Then, he crawled into the jacuzzi and soaked with his hands in the air.

His hands were so broken up, he couldnt even take a shower. He could only soak for a while.

Right!

He just remembered how he triggered a task in the melee. He checked, and it was a task. But the t.i.tle of the task was either amazing or f*cked up. He had to describe it as theres something to it.

Ding! You have triggered the task [Thousand-People Slayer].

This task requires you to defeat 1,000 fighters.

Upon completion, you will receive the t.i.tle [Thousand-People Slayer] (Killing Power +3, Breeding Power +1).

1

The task had three Phases: ten people would get him +100, a hundred would get him +1,000, and a thousand would get him +10,000. Plus, an extra award of Killing Power +1.

He had already finished Task Phase 1 and received its award. Hed defeated forty people so far.

Ive already defeated fighters like Lao Hei before, why didnt I trigger this task then?

Why would defeating fighters mean a reward of Breeding Power?