Chapter 31 - Broken Chapter
Lu Yuan clicked on the top link with the highest relevance.
A promotional website page appeared before his eyes.
Against a pure black background were four wildly styled blood-red characters forming the words "Night of Boiling". It gave a faintly mysterious and hot-blooded feeling.
"This competition is organized by the Mosart Martial Arts Enthusiasts Association. The competition system consists of preliminaries, quarterfinals, semifinals..."
Information about the organizers and competition format.
When Lu Yuan saw the prize money, his eyelids twitched slightly.
"One million!"
The prize for winning the so-called Ultimate Fighting Championship Night of Boiling was actually a full one million.
This was definitely tempting for Lu Yuan.
"If I could get this one million, forget it, I shouldn't daydream."
The championship was still too far away for the current Lu Yuan. Although he could now punch with the power of an amateur 6th Rank martial artist, in the fighting world, he was still a complete "newbie".
"If I could get my leg skills to that middle-aged man's level, I might have a slim hope."
Lu Yuan shook his head, thoroughly shaking off this unrealistic idea.
He continued reading down.
Registration method, competition location...
The entire web poster ended with a line of small print - Night of Boiling, please enjoy the joy that battle brings.
The last part was a goat's head pattern with its eyes colored blood red.
After Lu Yuan read through all the information on the poster, he took out his phone and dialed the contact number directly.
A female voice answered. Upon hearing Lu Yuan express his desire to sign up for the competition, she directly asked him to go to a location with his ID card tomorrow for an interview.
"Registration requires an interview?"
Lu Yuan was a little speechless, but this actually made the other party seem more legitimate.
Lu Yuan also looked up the "Mosart Martial Arts Enthusiasts Association" mentioned on the poster.
He found that there was indeed such an association in Jiaoyan City, but information about it was scarce.
All he knew was that this association held two to three fighting competitions similar to the "Night of Boiling" almost every year.
The prize money was decent, but not many people participated.
The main reason was that the competition system was too complicated and the duration of the matches was too long.
Lu Yuan went back and looked at the poster again. As expected, he found that the competition system was much more complicated than normal fighting competitions.
Actually, it wasn't that complicated.
Rather, there were a lot of stages.
Preliminaries, playoffs, group stage, resurrection matches...
Just the first phase of the competition had many different formats.
Most fighting competitions lasted two to three weeks for short ones, one to two months for long ones.
But the "Night of Boiling" competition lasted a full half a year!
Even professional fighters who make a living from competitions rarely participated in such time-consuming and tiring competitions, although the prize money was indeed attractive. Participants would get money just for passing the preliminaries.
"According to convention, after this competition ends, the next major competition organized by the Association will begin immediately.
Is this boiling the first half of the night and then boiling the second half of the night, boiling the whole year?"
Maintaining a "battle" state all year round.
There was no denying that this enthusiasts association was extremely enthusiastic.
"I'll know if they're reliable or not when I go to the place tomorrow."
Speaking of which, Lu Yuan didn't know how Lin Zhiqin making him fight in the competition would help him earn money either.
Before making it to the finals, even if you won a match, the bonus was very small and had to be split between two people.
As a coach of a major martial arts school, could Lin Zhiqin care about this little money?
Lu Yuan had already made up his mind that he would not readily participate before getting to the bottom of this.
Although he was short on money, he hoped to earn it in a safer, more stable way.
Just as Lu Yuan was about to close the webpage.
The chat software in the lower right corner of the computer desktop suddenly flashed.
It was a video call.
From - Sister (Lu Jing).
Lu Yuan clicked it open.
Lu Jing's face quickly appeared on the computer screen.
Lu Jing resembled Lu Yuan somewhat, just much gentler looking.
But the Lu Jing that Lu Yuan saw now was quite different from his memory.
"Sis, you've tanned so much."
In the video, Lu Jing was wearing a large brown sunhat, a scarf around her neck, and an olive green hunting-style outfit.
Her face was dark, and she had lost some weight.
She looked just like a professional explorer from a movie.
Well, that was not far from the truth.
Wasn't she exploring the desert right now?
"Don't say any more, I know I've tanned a lot."
Lu Jing seemed to be sitting in a tent, with dark canvas behind her fluttering from time to time.
The sound of wind and sand could be clearly heard.
"There's not a soul around for hundreds of miles here. I can't even buy a cup noodle anywhere, let alone sunscreen.
The two bottles I brought were used up last week, sigh..."
Lu Jing let out a soft sigh, looking rather melancholy.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan couldn't help feeling a little distressed and said, "Do you want me to buy some and mail it to you?"
"Forget it. There's nowhere with a supermarket around here, how could there be delivery?
Even if you bought it, there's no way to get it to me."
"I know."
Lu Yuan nodded, "So I just said it casually."
"Lu Yuan, you!"
Lu Jing made a pretend angry expression, revealing two cute little canine teeth.
The two joked around for a while. Lu Jing asked, "How's Grandpa's illness, is he better?"
"He already had the surgery, now he's recuperating. He should be able to leave the hospital after a while."
Lu Yuan was surprised at first, but then figured that after Grandpa's surgery and getting through the dangerous period, there was no need to worry Lu Jing, so his parents must have told her about it.
"That's good. Remember to let me know beforehand when you're going to visit the hospital.
Let me see if I can video chat with Grandpa."
"Okay."
Lu Yuan nodded, then recalled something and asked Lu Jing, "Sis, you've been there so long, have you gone into that temple yet? Come to think of it, I haven't seen your archaeological team in the news either."
Lu Yuan was just asking casually, but upon hearing this, Lu Jing's expression immediately became tense.
"Don't mention it. Even if you let me go down now I wouldn't dare."
"Why?"
"I'll tell you but don't tell anyone else, okay?"
Lu Jing looked left and right, seemingly checking if anyone else was around.
Then she mysteriously leaned close to the screen and whispered in a tiny voice, "Because...there are dead people down there!"
"Why's there no signal again?!"
Lu Yuan tried calling back several times but there was no response from Lu Jing's side. He could only give up reluctantly.
Just now, Lu Jing had just told him that the first batch of archaeologists who entered the temple dug up something, before she could get to the part about dead people, the video signal cut out.
This was like reading a novel and reaching the climax when the author suddenly cuts off the chapter, leaving Lu Yuan very frustrated.
Oh well, he'd just have to continue asking her next time.
He casually typed a few exclamation marks in the chat box to Lu Jing.
Lu Yuan turned off the computer and got up from the desk.
He took out the bamboo mat he used for martial arts practice and laid it out nicely in his bedroom.
His daily martial arts training still had to continue, he had already wasted quite some time today.