Three days later, Kowloon Walled City.
Yang Sheng sat below the noisy boxing ring, squinting as he watched the two boxers fiercely battling it out.
Now that Yang Sheng had officially joined the ranks of "Red Pole" (a high-ranking fighter), he was finally entitled to sit in the ring.
Of course, He Wenchang and the other two were seated ahead of him.
This time, Yang Sheng was probably just lucky; he had already fought over ten matches without a turn yet, and perhaps he'd even get a bye.
However, looking at Yang Sheng, he suddenly felt something was off. He asked the foreigner beside him, "Why does it seem like there are fewer people? Last time I made it into the top fifty, but there seem to be fewer than fifty people here."
The foreigner, Wen, said in a low voice, “Boss, not everyone i
