Having made another round outside, Lu Xiao arrived at the third level of the cruise ship.
The third level was somewhat quiet, with fewer tourists around.
As he passed a corner, Lu Xiao faintly heard the sound of cheers and applause coming from the end of the corridor.
With nothing better to do, Lu Xiao walked over to take a look.
At the end of the corridor was a spacious training area, filled with various pieces of gym equipment.
However, all the equipment was unoccupied at the moment, as everyone was gathered around the fighting ring in the center of the area.
On the ring, two figures moved back and forth, fighting fiercely.
To Lu Xiao's surprise, one of the two on the ring was Yan Yun.
Yan Yun's opponent was a nearly six-foot-tall Western strongman.
The muscles rippling over his body were indeed quite visually impressive.
But the strongman's combat skills were clearly inferior to Yan Yun's; his face was already bruised and swollen from the beating.
