[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starlight-professional":3,"chapter-starlight-professional-starlight-professional-chapter-33":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starlight Professional",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2308693,4512,"Chapter 33: Fight","starlight-professional-chapter-33",33,"\u003Cp>“Hmph? Something’s off…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing walked through the ruins of the old district when his heart suddenly pounded wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun around instantly and saw, at the edge of his vision, a dark figure chasing after him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent moved with astonishing speed and agility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Puyu Realm martial artist—Federation Puyu Realm. His combat power definitely exceeds that of a Xiantian martial artist!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not only that—he’s wearing a nanotech protective suit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing’s gaze fell on the opponent’s nanotech suit, then rose upward, revealing a face with a high nose bridge and triangular eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t beat him… and if he’s chasing me, he definitely has ill intent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, he reached into his pocket and secretly tore open a ‘Wind-riding Talisman’!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whooosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle breeze stirred around him, instantly reducing air resistance by more than half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt lightly—and his entire body rode the wind, soaring over twenty meters in one bound!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Scavenger’ Lans saw this and widened his eyes: “Didn’t expect a Feng-class ability user… then again, who’d dare come to the black market without a few tricks up their sleeve?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing had torn the talisman inside his pocket—in the eyes of outsiders, he looked just like a Wind-class ability user!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t dare delay, accelerating rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After fleeing a considerable distance, he ducked into a building and slapped two more talismans onto himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——‘Silence Talisman’!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——‘Invisibility Talisman’!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, he saw Lans arrive, memorizing the attacker’s face clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw Lans summon a group of rats, seemingly ordering them to search for something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the rats couldn’t detect Fang Xing’s trail at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“White male, triangular eyes, can control small animals… I’ve got you marked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing clenched his teeth inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might not be a match for him now, but a man changes in three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him, growing stronger wouldn’t take long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When that time came, today’s grudge would be repaid!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nighttime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing returned to the old district.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no choice… he’d paid good money; he had to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, this time he was a guest—the Blood Cage Arena should have arrangements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the boundary between the old and new districts, an abandoned bus stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Fang Xing arrived, he found a crowd already gathered—mostly white-collar workers and small merchants, all looking excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doo-doo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, accompanied by the sound of an ancient bus horn, a yellow bus rolled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old vehicle had clearly been modified: iron bars welded over the windows, barbed wire strung along the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like a prison transport for hardened convicts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clank…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus pulled up to the stop, its doors swinging open to reveal a middle-aged man in a black suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore sunglasses and wore a formulaic smile: “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome. I’m the client manager of the Blood Cage Arena. Please board now—we’ll take you to the arena for a thrilling night… Tickets are required to board; we’ll return you safely here after the fights… Of course, if you leave the arena on your own, you’re no longer under our protection…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After explaining the rules, he waved his hand: “Board!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young socialite with dyed yellow hair stepped forward immediately, presented his arena ticket, and boarded smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the other passengers rushed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing observed silently, standing midway in the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After boarding, he picked a random seat—and found the yellow-haired youth sitting beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this the black market area?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the bus started moving, the yellow-haired youth looked around excitedly: “I’ve always wanted to see this place… I heard the night scenes here are insane!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah… insane enough to get you killed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of the assassination attempt two days ago, Fang Xing muttered dryly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, now he was a guest of the arena—protected by it. Even if the attacker had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare come near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Cage Arena had earned its reputation and monopolized the nearby underground boxing scene for a reason—it wasn’t some harmless outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Fang Xing’s remark, the yellow-haired youth grew even more excited: “I’m Hao Chi. What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I’m out, I never give my real name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing closed his eyes and waited silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood Cage Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to daytime, the arena now seemed fully alive—neon lights flashed everywhere, crowds surged through every corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rabbit-girls and cat-girls wandered among the guests, trays in hand, carrying gambling chips and alcoholic drinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of what had once been a sports stadium, a massive fighting ring had been constructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the ring loomed a grotesque iron cage, rusted and stained, with fragments of flesh and dried blood still hanging from some sections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A primal, savage, bloody atmosphere surged forward like a wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spectators, witnessing this, seemed ignited by some ancient, wild instinct—their voices rose threefold in volume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Iron Hand’s fight starts at nine…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing held a glass of juice, declined the cat-girl’s betting offer, and stood silently outside the cage, observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, welcome to the Blood Cage Arena!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, spotlights converged on the ring, revealing a host in a white suit, a blood-red rose pinned to his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was ecstatic, his voice thunderous, shaking the audience’s eardrums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn… at least a Puyu Realm martial artist—trained in a Lion’s Roar-style technique!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing rubbed his ears as the host continued: “First up: ‘Flame’ versus ‘Killer Croc’! Let the blood flow and please us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he finished than the cage doors on both sides opened, revealing two fighters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Flame’ wore a red cloak, his fists wrapped in bandages—lean and wiry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Killer Croc’ was a two-meter-tall Black man, his head braided with filthy dreadlocks, his body covered in tattoos and piercings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fight begins!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the host’s roar, the cage doors slammed shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Flame tore off his cloak and charged straight into Killer Croc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fists, kicks, elbows—two figures became killing machines, every part of their bodies a potential weapon of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not that strong—both around second realm—but their combat experience far exceeds mine… Without gear, I might not win…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing watched with grave expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he saw Flame drive both fists inward—a Double Peaks Piercing the Temples strike—crashing directly into Killer Croc’s temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blow was devastating. The giant, Killer Croc, collapsed to the ground, unable to rise for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In a real life-or-death fight, victory is decided in just a few strikes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing watched, learning much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations! Flame wins this bout! Now, the audience’s choice: Should Killer Croc be executed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The host stood at the cage’s edge, his expression wilder than ever: “Those who support execution—raise your right hand!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill this piece of shit—he made me lose a fortune!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill! Kill! Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost the moment the host finished speaking, most spectators raised their right hands, fists clenched, faces rapt with madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill! Kill him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the crowd’s roars, Flame didn’t hesitate—he grabbed Killer Croc’s head and twisted hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sickening sound of bone snapping echoed as Killer Croc’s corpse crashed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing watched this scene—and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Fucking hell… back then, Liu Wei and I almost took the bait and signed up to be black-market fighters…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to our original strength, we would have been eliminated in the first round—worst case, even tortured to death for entertainment...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but be grateful for the original host’s choice back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, several more fights broke out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodshed, brutality...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And various strange martial arts and techniques opened Fang Xing’s eyes wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next comes the most thrilling part of tonight’s fight night!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The announcer tore open his collar, visibly exhilarated: “Let us welcome... ‘Iron Hand,’ and ‘Armor King!’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ooooh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the arena cheered as if two celestial superstars had taken the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Iron Hand has finally appeared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing’s expression shifted as he stared at the cage arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the western side of the arena, a burly warrior was slowly entering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His upper body was bare, revealing lean, powerful muscles—especially his right arm, which was a mechanical limb brimming with sci-fi steel aesthetics!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A weapon user? This ‘Iron Hand’ is actually a ‘Mechanical Warrior’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Fang Xing fell into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Mechanical Warriors’ are a minor branch of warriors; they deeply believe flesh and blood are weak, so they replace their limbs—even eyes, ears, and internal organs—with mechanical prosthetics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are essentially half-modified humans, and their advantage is clear: with enough money, they crush ordinary warriors in the early stages!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, later on, it becomes less certain— the more organs you replace, the closer you become to a robot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Federation could simply build robots on its own—why bother with these half-modified types, loaded with so many weaknesses?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the ‘Armor King,’ he should be an ability user whose power is a defensive ‘Steel Skin’!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though both are only at the Rough Jade realm, their respective enhancements are extremely powerful—they’re formidable fighters. This will be a good show.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing set down his juice cup and fixed his gaze entirely on the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if affected by the aura of these two giants, the once-noisy Blood Cage Arena fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many felt suffocated, struggling to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The ‘presence’ of a master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing gained insight—when suddenly, a deafening crash erupted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the arena, the Armor King moved first!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared, transforming into a steel giant as he lunged at Iron Hand!\u003C\u002Fp>",1583,"2026-06-20T11:03:20.053Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","731cd5c8cddc5cc1a2a69522cec32cd7156f4712fe5c59d9633558911d4bedfb","starlight-professional-chapter-34","starlight-professional-chapter-32",726,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarlight-professional-cover.jpg"]