Chapter 40: The preselection match begins

Miss Weiniya, these are the materials you requested.

The private detective handed a stack of documents to Weiniya, smiling broadly.

Hmm, let me take a look.

Weiniya carefully examined the documents; seeing her somewhat satisfied expression, the private detective rubbed his hands together like a fly and smiled as he spoke to her.

Take a look, this commission fee...

Weiniya didn't even look up, she lifted her hand and tossed a stack of money over; the other party gave an embarrassed smile, caught it, and hurriedly counted it.

Um... Miss Weiniya, you see this commission isn't that easy to complete, shouldn't you...

The private detective rubbed his thumbs together, gesturing for a tip, but he met Weiniya's intimidating gaze.

A bone-chilling killing intent crawled up his spine; cold sweat instantly soaked his back, the private detective's pupils shrank, and without hesitation he turned and fled.

Watching his fleeing back, Weiniya smirked contemptuously.

Still trying to charge twice.

This is my and my teacher's money; I won't let you take even a cent extra.

She gave that person no extra glance, and Weiniya redirected her attention back to the documents in her hand.

Toilet... adoption?

Weiniya furrowed her lovely brows; she really hadn't imagined her teacher's background to be so... tragic?

But it's no different from my own unwillingness to yield.

Since the thought of wanting to know more about her teacher arose, Weiniya became unstoppable, from asking about her teacher's past to now having the private detective investigate everything about her teacher.

Compared to that greedy private detective, am I not also a greedy wretch?

She smiled helplessly, yet Weiniya's eyes never left the documents.

After a long while, Weiniya set down the thick stack of documents, her fingers lightly stirring the coffee before her, and she fell into contemplation.

To prove the martial way...?

Weiniya seemed to understand why her teacher, upon learning that she could use Stanweistin once every five minutes, had shown that shocked and conflicted expression.

I see... now I understand.

Weiniya downed the coffee before her in one gulp, her expression suddenly firming, as if she had made some resolution.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jie sat cross-legged, waves of airflow surging around his body, stirring the fallen leaves on the ground.

The warm current followed his breathing, flowing inside his body; threads of pure qi passed through his limbs and finally returned to his dantian.

He slowly opened his eyes, Zhang Jie glanced around, but did not see Weiniya's figure.

Strange, this little thing hasn't come back to eat yet?

Zhang Jie shook his head, suddenly feeling a bit annoyed.

Just thinking of Weiniya, who can both cultivate martial arts and use prosthetics as a Cyber Golden Immortal, Zhang Jie felt a surge of vexation.

Why exactly is that?

Several days have passed, and Zhang Jie still couldn't figure out this problem.

He carefully pondered this problem, but suddenly furrowed his brow.

He seemed to have discovered the key point!

The few books on martial arts left by his father never mentioned that those with missing bodies cannot cultivate martial arts, right?

As he thought, Zhang Jie unconsciously picked up a cigarette and held it in his mouth, but a small claw suddenly reached out from somewhere and snatched the cigarette from his lips.

Teacher! Do you smoke as soon as I leave?

Zhang Jie helplessly rolled his eyes; he increasingly felt that this student's boldness was growing, now even daring to boss him around.

Without indulging her, Zhang Jie reached out and pinched her cheeks, pulling them left and right.

You little brat, you dare to manage me? Tomorrow is the preliminaries—how prepared are you exactly?

Ugh... preparation... is good... uh...

Regardless of her cheeks being pulled back and forth by Zhang Jie, Weiniya made intermittent sounds.

Fine, as long as you have confidence.

Zhang Jie stopped pinching her cheeks, gestured toward the abundant food on the table, and Weiniya's eyes lit up.

Meat!!! So much meat!!!

Weiniya lunged onto the table in an instant and began to feast heartily.

Unlike Weiniya's frantic eating, Zhang Jie was absent-minded.

His original purpose in choosing to work as a prosthetics doctor at this boxing arena was to gather news about Wei Er.

And now... he has returned...

It is said that for his final golden match of his career, Wei Er has gone all out this time.

He wants to turn his final career match into his most glorious tournament, letting his career linger at its peak moment.

The emergence of many rising stars has put pressure on Wei Er after a long time, and he has already upgraded all his prosthetics once.

Looking at his configuration list, Zhang Jie felt his scalp tingle.

Those prosthetics truly cost astronomical sums, all made from precious giant beast tissues as custom prosthetics, completely incomparable to the company's flagship prosthetics that Weiniya wears.

Of course, the prosthetics on Weiniya aren't bad either; this is already the best prosthetics people like them can buy.

Moreover, thanks to Zhang Jie's miraculous concoction method, plus Weiniya's once-every-five-minutes Stanweistin, they are not without a chance of victory.

Teacher? What are you thinking about?

Seeing Zhang Jie still not moving his chopsticks, Weiniya tilted her head and asked concernedly.

Let's eat...

Zhang Jie felt that worrying was useless; it would be better to just eat a couple more mouthfuls of rice.

Does Weiniya, this Cyber Golden Immortal, still need to worry?

One day later...

Weizhen Tian! It's Miss Weizhen Tian!!!

The audience below, as usual, burst into cheers; Weiniya's popularity and nickname have already become evident, and upon seeing her they shout 'Weizhen Tian, Weizhen Tian!'

In the qualifying round of the Golden Fist Tournament, Weiniya easily defeated the previous champion, took his place, and raised her arms high toward the spectators below.

And her gaze swept over the audience below, locking onto Zhang Jie who had come to watch, and she silently murmured in her heart.

"I will surely not disappoint your hopes, teacher..."

"I will definitely! Using the martial way you taught me, I will break through all obstacles!"

The next defense match began in an instant; Weiniya restrained herself from using Stanweistin, relying on the footwork her teacher taught her, moving, dodging, evading attacks, and counterattacking!

The opponent's operating system is loaded with Kaisheng Biotechnology's frenzied technology; upon activation, they will feel no pain, their power will surge, and in a short time they will be unsurpassable.

Weiniya felt the pressure surge, but after half a year of boxing in the Heiquanquanchang, she had become a mature fighter; even a storm-like attack could not harm her in the slightest.

And Zhang Jie, watching Weiniya from below, couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Why doesn't this little guy use Stanweistin?"

"Is it because he has enough confidence?"

And Zhang Jie didn't know that the greedy Xiaoanchun was repaying him in its own way.