Chapter 137

Chapter 137

The boxers glared at Nash cautiously with their fists clenched.

Bianca heard a ruckus behind her and turned her head to look, only to see Nash already by the ring. “Skadi and Hera asked me

to tend to your injury.”

At the same time, several boxers from the club were crouched on the ground with their hands over their stomachs.

Bianca frowned and asked, “Coach, what happened to them?”

The coach turned around when he heard her question. He was about to ask what happened when Nash explained, “They have

diarrhea.”

The coach looked at Nash blankly. “Who are you?”

Nash stood a little straighter and replied, “Have you ever heard of McNash?”

“Father of the King of Fighters, McNash?” The coach’s eyes were twitching wildly. Of course, he had heard of him. He was the god of all boxing coaches all over the world. He was a destitute boxer who had used illegal techniques and defeated the Dark Lord when he was at his peak.

Mike Thorson remembered his former coach after he rose to fame and would always mention McNash every time he was on

various shows and interviews.

In the world of boxing, Mike and McNash were legendary existences to boxers and boxing coaches alike.

The coach looked at Nash with disdain. “But what does that have to do with you?”

“Of course, it has everything to do with me. I’m McNash,” Nash replied calmly in a leisurely manner. His demeanor made him seem like a some outside expert.

The coach glared at Nash coldly. “You’d better hurry up and f*ck off or I’ll throw you out myself.”

The moment he said that, the referee blew his whistle, signaling the third round’s start.

When Skadi and Hera saw how Nash was being held back, they walked over hand-in-hand. The boxers on the ground were still reeling from the intense pain due to their stomachs and did not have the strength to stop them.

The coach was furious. “If you don’t leave, I’ll-”

“Nash, why aren’t you doing anything?” Skadi interrupted the coach.

When the coach saw Skadi, he raised his brow slightly and asked, “Miss Zabel, are you here to watch Bianca fight?”

Skadi was the granddaughter of Zakariah Sinclair Zabel of the Jonford Martial Arts Association. She was also the previous Jonford Martial Arts Champion. She and Bianca had a good relationship, and Skadi would often come to the club to chat with Bianca and practice boxing. This was why he was very respectful toward Skadi.

Skadi did not bother dallying with the coach and immediately introduced Nash, “This is my friend. He’s a doctor and can help Bianca reduce the swelling in her arms.

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“But that’s not what he said just now,” the coach responded wryly.

Hera pursed her lips and asked, “What did he say?”

The coach glanced at Nash and answered, “He said he’s the Father of the King of Fighters, McNash.”

Hera turned and looked at him. “Did you really say

that?”

Nash nodded. “Is there a problem?”

“Nope. I believe everything you say.” Hera smiled sweetly.

She would not have believed him back when she first met him, but Nash had fulfilled every bombastic claim that he had made.

He cured her grandfather’s cancer, was familiar with the president of Drake Group, and was a golden amulet master of the Martial Arts Association as well as the National Association of Priests.

With all these identities already, there should be no need for him to pretend to be McNash, no?

“Miss Zabel, is this woman…?”

The coach looked at Hera suspiciously. Could she be mentally ill seeing how she believed this man’s claims of being McNash?

“She’s my best friend, Hera. She’s the second lady of the Lewis family and the president of Baroque Group,” Skadi introduced with a cold expression.

“McNash was the coach of the King of Fighters, Mike Thorson. He was already 70 years old four years ago!”

The coach looked at Nash with disdain as if he wanted to expose him thoroughly.

Skadi and Hera no longer bothered paying any attention to the coach and were already looking at the fight going on in the ring.

Nash put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, “Bianca won’t get a single point this round.”