A New King Is Crowned
In the quiet private room, none of the people spoke.
Everyone turned their gaze out of the private room, recalling the information Qing Shi had just revealed.
Even Li Yinuo looked shocked.
Everyone seemed unable to accept this fact, but only Li Yinuo knew that her feelings were different from those of the others.
What Li Yinuo cared about was that she noticed Qing Shi's gaze towards Qing Chen was clearly somewhat off.
Although she was a very strong girl, she was still a girl, so she clearly understood what Qing Shi's gaze meant...
Even when they were very young, everyone had heard that the Qing family's shadows were ruthless and would use any means necessary to achieve their goals.
At that time, Li Yinuo thought she understood the meaning of that sentence, but only now does she realize that she still underestimated it.
While she was still helping Qing Chen contact the Shadow Candidate one by one, the other party actually solved one of them through online dating!
That's incredibly ruthless!
She had heard many stories of Shadow Candidate sabotaging each other with all sorts of methods.
Even with Li Yinuo's extensive knowledge, she still felt that using online dating as a means to eliminate dissidents was too clever.
At this moment...
Nan Gengchen muttered to himself, "Is the ID 'Cute and Adorable' for real?"
While he was mocking the ID, he didn't notice that an invisible hand was secretly deleting the apps on his phone. For every word he said in mockery, the other party would delete an app in retaliation.
Yi is like a little dinosaur hiding in the internet, secretly retaliating against those who mock it.
To be honest, if Qing Chen knew that his ID was known to others, although he would be extremely embarrassed, he wouldn't feel too much shame, since his ID wasn't actually "Cute and Adorable".
But Yi's ID is indeed "Cute and Adorable".
Looking at the big screen, Qing Shi suddenly asked Li Yinuo with some curiosity, "So his real name is Qing Xiao Tu? Sister Yinuo, do you know him too?"
"Ah, I know him," Li Yinuo said. "He's a boxer at Begonia Boxing Gym. We often come to watch his matches, but we don't know his online name."
"Yes," Qing Shi nodded, "I didn't know he was a boxer before."
Nan Gengchen suddenly probed, "You didn't know he was a boxer? Did he tell you what he did for a living?"
"He said he was a wandering poet," Qing Shi said seriously, "the kind who's particularly carefree, with no fixed abode, wandering from District 1 to District 9."
Wandering... Poet...
Nan Gengchen pondered, isn't this just like wandering from Qingpu District in Haicheng to Pudong District?
He sighed, "It didn't feel that cool at all."
Before I knew it, several apps on my phone had disappeared.
Yi was a little angry.
However, at this time, what everyone cares about most is the word "poet".
When Qing Shi mentioned her identity as a wandering poet, everyone looked at the large screen outside the private room, where Qing Chen appeared expressionless and exuding murderous intent.
Then he looked at Qing Shi, who had a serious expression on her face.
Li Tongyun pondered, "I'd believe you if you said he beat up a wandering poet, but it's really hard to convince you that he is a wandering poet..."
However, she blinked her big eyes and asked, "Sister Qing Shi, could you read aloud some of the poems he wrote?"
"Of course!" Qing Shi said with a smile. "I'll read you one of the poems he wrote before..."
Before Qing Shi could even read it aloud, Nan Gengchen's phone suddenly rang with a recording. "Yi Nuo, I promise to be your little cutie for the rest of my life..."
Nan Gengchen's face turned green. He frantically pulled out his phone and turned it off, then awkwardly laughed at Li Tongyun and Qing Shi, "Hahahaha, would you believe me if I said it was a recording from the internet? I didn't say it."
He wondered why his phone had suddenly interrupted Qing Shi's recitation of poetry.
Could it be that some mysterious force is preventing Brother Chen's death?
Li Yinuo looked at Qing Shi and changed the subject, saying, "Aren't you disappointed when you found out Qing Xiao Tu is an underground boxer?"
But Qing Shi laughed and said, "I don't care. When making friends, you don't need to care about the other person's status or position. As long as they are good-looking, that's enough."
For a moment, Li Yinuo didn't know whether to say that Qing Shi's values were correct or incorrect.
Before they could say anything more, cheers erupted in the boxing ring.
Qing Shi asked, "Are they going to compete in this black Octagon Cage down there? What are the rules of this competition?"
"The rule of underground boxing is that there are no rules," Li Yinuo explained. "No limits on life or death, no restrictions on fighting. When the iron gates of the Octagon Cage open, it's like opening Pandora's box."
"Why Pandora's Box?" Qing Shi asked, puzzled.
Li Yinuo pointed to the frenzied gamblers and spectators in the stands. "For the boxer, in this Octagon Cage, every punch reveals the truth of how much effort you've put in and how much talent you've accumulated. For the spectators, you'll see a longing in their eyes, a longing for you to fight like a beast in the Octagon Cage. That's humanity's most primal desire."
When Xiao Taibao started making his tough remarks on stage, Qing Chen was still making his final preparations in the locker room.
Jiang Xiaotang called the best doctor at the Begonia Boxing Gym to give him a physical examination, testing his vision, hearing, and heart rate, while he accepted the examination without saying a word.
"You were quite honest when you had your physical exam," Jiang Xiaotang said with a smile. "Many boxers are extremely confident in their bodies, so when the doctor wants to examine them, they all say they don't need it."
Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "My physical condition is an objective reality. Getting a checkup is taking responsibility for myself, and there's no need to refuse. Besides, it has nothing to do with whether I'm confident or not."
The doctor placed the heart rate monitor on his chest, paused for a moment after looking at the reading, and then nodded to Jiang Xiaotang: "No problem, perfectly healthy."
"I noticed you paused for a moment. Was it because the test results showed something wrong?" Jiang Xiaotang frowned. "What if I find out you're lying to me..."
"No, no," the doctor quickly said, "I was stunned for a moment because the boxer's heartbeat was too normal."
Jiang Xiaotang immediately understood what the doctor meant.
Before a boxing match, no one is sure if they will come out of the Octagon Cage alive, since they are facing boxers of the same weight class, and one wrong move could mean death.
Therefore, boxers' heart rates fluctuate greatly before going into the ring due to nervousness or excitement, and it is common for them to exceed 100 beats per minute.
Qing Chen's heart rate being too normal is itself abnormal.
There was no tension, no fear, and not even excitement.
The doctor was taken aback because it was the first time he had seen this situation.
Jiang Xiaotang glanced at him. "You know what to say and what not to say, understand? This is confidential. Go find Ji Hao to sign a confidentiality agreement, and then go to the finance department to collect your confidentiality allowance."
"Understood, understood, thank you boss. I wish you all the best and that everyone will love you and flowers will bloom for you," the doctor nodded.
"Get lost," Jiang Xiaotang rolled her eyes, "If you dare to leak this out, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish."
The reason why Qing Chen's heart rate was kept secret was twofold: firstly, this information would directly affect the boxing gym's odds, and secondly, she didn't want others to know about her brother's mental fortitude.
If someone were to plot against Qing Chen, this mental fortitude would likely be a crucial trump card.
Just then, the host's voice came from outside. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Qing Xiao Tu to the ring! He was the champion of the previous round of qualifying matches, the young boxing champion who made Huang Zixian cry. What kind of performance will he deliver tonight...?"
Qing Chen walked out, then suddenly turned to Jiang Xiaotang as if he remembered something. "Sister, how many games can I play tonight?"
This time it was Jiang Xiaotang's turn to be surprised. "I only arranged one match for you... How many matches do you want to play?"
"I was just asking because it's nothing," Qing Chen said.
Jiang Xiaotang said seriously, "Do you know how dangerous it is to play consecutive matches? Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have failed in the placement matches. Confidence is a good thing, but you can't be blindly confident."
"Yes, I know," Qing Chen nodded, feeling a genuine concern from the other person for some reason. He smiled and said, "Thank you, sister."
With that, Qing Chen walked out of the dressing room.
The moment he appeared in the stadium, the entire crowd erupted in cheers.
Just when everyone was waiting for him to make some tough remarks, they found that Qing Chen did not stop, but walked directly into the Octagon Cage without any hesitation.
The spectators in the stands were all stunned; this was different from the usual segment.
You should know that even the most timid boxer in the past would never back down when it came to trash talk.
However, Qing Chen ignored all of this.
Xiao Taibao stared at him coldly, without saying a word.
The referee said, "Are both of you aware that there are no restrictions in this match, and you are responsible for your own safety?"
Xiao Taibao: "Understood."
Qing Chen: "Understood."
Referee: "Begin."
As he spoke, he stepped out of the Octagon Cage to lock the iron gate, which is a common practice in Octagon Cage.
However, before the referee could even leave, both sides adopted an aggressive stance without shaking hands.
Xiao Taibao stretched out his right hand to test Qing Chen's attack range, but the moment he did...
But Qing Chen swiftly extended his left hand, striking first despite being behind.
He grabbed the other man's forearm joint and twisted it casually, forcing Xiao Taibao to kneel on the ground.
From the very first second, what should have been a bloody and intense boxing match turned into Jujutsu sparring session, something no one expected.
Xiao Taibao rolled over, trying to leap up and use his skill and rotation to break free from Qing Chen's grip, and attempted to use his legs to trap Qing Chen's neck.
Qing Chen knows Jujutsu, and so does he!
However, when he began to exert force with his kneeling legs, he was surprised to find that the hands that were holding him had already released their grip.
It was as if the boy already knew what he was going to do, and then quietly waited for his prey to take the bait.
Before Xiao Taibao could react, his legs were grabbed again and pulled backward.
To onlookers, Xiao Taibao didn't seem to be retaliating; instead, he deliberately put his leg into Qing Chen's arms and let Qing Chen swing him through the air in a semi-circle.
With a thud, Xiao Taibao felt as if his body had fallen apart. He tried to struggle to get up, but found that Qing Chen had somehow climbed onto his back, his arms crossed around his neck, locking him tightly!
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Xiao Taibao slammed his fist on the ground, wanting to admit defeat. He knew very well that if someone blocked the carotid arteries on both sides of his neck, even a superhuman would die quickly.
However, Qing Chen ignored his opponent's surrender. He calmly waited for his opponent to faint due to cerebral ischemia and lack of oxygen before finally releasing his arms.
This is the rule in the Octagon Cage: never trust your opponent.
At that moment, before the referee could even lock the Octagon Cage, the fight was already over.
An uproar erupted in the stands.
In the last ranking match, although Qing Chen passed the level, the boy did not demonstrate any fighting skills in that battle. His fight against Huang Zixian was more of a life-or-death struggle, making him seem like a reckless brute.
This time was different; Qing Chen's skill and prediction were nothing short of perfect.
This boxing match seemed to be an exhibition match that the boy had arranged with Xiao Taibao long ago.
The stands gradually erupted in cheers. Qing Chen looked towards VIP box number 001 outside the Octagon Cage, knowing that Jiang Xiaotang should be inside.
After the boxing match, he did not leave the Octagon Cage, but simply waited there.
The next second, Jiang Xiaotang's voice came through the referee's earpiece. "Tell the audience that today's Tigerweight boxing match will continue until no one in the gym can fight anymore. Then open a betting pool on how many matches he can fight today. Ji Hao, have all the Tigerweight boxers in the gym start warming up."
In the front row of the stands, Huang Zixian sat in a wheelchair, silently watching the boy in the Octagon Cage.
The opponent was still waiting for a new opponent to enter the cage, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding noise inside the Octagon Cage.
Outside the Octagon Cage is one world, and inside is another independent world.
Of all those present, Huang Zixian must have felt the most deeply, because he had once fought Qing Chen to a standstill.
He knew that his opponent had no skill whatsoever in the past few days. If he had any skill, he wouldn't have been able to suppress him in the early stages and then have to resort to desperate measures in the later stages.
But things were different now. Huang Zixian realized that Qing Chen's skill was now beyond his imagination.
He didn't understand how the boy had done it.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the show, while experts see the details. Half of the ordinary audience members were baffled as to why Xiao Taibao lost.
Gamblers who had bet on Xiao Taibao accused him of fixing the fight and demanded that Begonia Boxing Gym revoke his Tigerweight boxer qualification.
But Huang Zixian knew that the reason Xiao Taibao offered his leg to Qing Chen was not because he was stupid or acting, but because Qing Chen had anticipated it.
It was as if the boy in the Octagon Cage could foresee the future, and he always managed to outmaneuver his enemies.
That's the scariest part.
Huang Zixian pondered that if he were to fight the other person again today, even if he didn't inexplicably shed tears, he probably still wouldn't be able to win.
Because his most confident ground Jujutsu skills had also been learned by his opponent.
Huang Zixian wondered if he would never have the chance to repay the life he owed the other party.
"Wait, why didn't Qing Xiao Tu leave the stage after the competition ended?" a spectator asked in confusion.
"What is he waiting for?"
The next moment, the host shouted to the audience, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, Begonia Boxing Gym will witness a historic moment in the Tigerweight division! Tonight, Qing Xiao Tu will not only challenge Xiao Taibao, but will also engage in a true no-holds-barred fight in the Octagon Cage!"
"Tonight, he will continue to fight the other five Tigerweight boxers present in the gym until he wins or dies!"
"The new betting odds are now open; everyone can place their bets!"
Neither the spectators nor the gamblers in the stands expected that a new twist would occur in the Octagon Cage.
They had never seen a boxer dare to challenge multiple boxers in the same weight class in one night!
Everyone thought Qing Xiao Tu was too arrogant.
However, when everyone thought of how Qing Xiao Tu had dealt with Xiao Taibao so decisively, they hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything.
Just ten minutes after the host announced the new match, strange phenomena occurred in various boxing stadiums in the Fourth District. The spectators who were watching the match seemed to have received messages from friends and then walked out and rushed to the Begonia Boxing Gym.
One-fifth of the audience left, leaving the various boxing gyms somewhat deserted.
The owners of the various boxing gyms were puzzled. What was going on?
Inside the Tianshou Boxing Gym, a subordinate ran in to report to the boss, "A Tigerweight boxer has appeared at the Begonia Boxing Gym. He says he wants to challenge six Tigerweight tonight and won't leave the Octagon Cage until he's done, or he'll die in there!"
Zhang Tianshou, the owner of Tianshou Boxing Gym, was stunned. "Did you drink fake alcohol? What Tigerweight can handle six rounds of gauntlet fighting?"
"Really, boss?" the subordinate said anxiously, his mouth dry. "The entire audience in the Fourth District is rushing over there. They just knocked Xiao Taibao down, and the second match is about to start."
"I know Xiao Taibao. What's so special about him getting beaten down? He gets beaten down once a week, doesn't he? He can only continue to be rated Tigerweight because he's at the E-Class. Otherwise, he would have been demoted long ago," Zhang Tianshou said.
"I feel something's different, boss. I heard that his opponents beat him like it's nothing," the subordinate said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianshou became serious.
Although Xiao Taibao is the weakest in the Tigerweight, he is still a legitimate genetic warrior with good physical attributes and is quite resilient.
So when his subordinate said that the opponent beat Xiao Taibao like it was nothing, Zhang Tianshou had to seriously consider. "What's the name of the boxer who beat Xiao Taibao?"
"His name is Qing Xiao Tu, and he's supposedly a newcomer," the subordinate said.
Zhang Tianshou asked curiously, "Wait a minute, isn't this Qing Xiao Tu the newcomer who made Huang Zixian cry? Are all newcomers this arrogant?"
"Boss, he even made Huang Zixian cry, so it's normal for him to act a little arrogant," the subordinate said.
"You're absolutely right," Zhang Tianshou said with a sullen expression, "How did such a talented boxer end up with that venomous woman, Jiang Xiaotang?!"
All the boxing gyms in the Fourth District are competitors. The gym that puts the best fights and has the most famous boxers will have the best business. So business is done in rotation, and every gym is working hard to find new talent.
Sometimes, if they find a promising bantamweight, the gym will even sign a long-term service agreement with him and provide him with gene serums for free.
It takes two gene serums to promote a bantamweight boxer to Tigerweight, but a good Tigerweight boxer can definitely help the gym recoup the cost in a few years.
Moreover, training your own fighters can prevent others from challenging your dojo; these are your trusted and loyal followers.
At this moment, the subordinate whispered, "Boss, I asked my cousin who works as a waiter at Begonia Boxing Gym. It is said that Jiang Xiaotang recognized Qing Xiao Tu as her younger brother and even gave him her 001 VIP room, and gave him a share of the profits from the Land Cruiser Class boxing champion."
"Giving such a high profit share to Tigerweight?" Zhang Tianshou frowned. "That's a bad rule!"
"Boss, what do we do now?" the subordinate asked.
"Who are Qing Xiao Tu going to fight next?"
"Lin Yuhui, Li Lin, Qi He, Lu Wei, Li Ziming."
"Huh?" Zhang Tianshou was taken aback. "I thought Jiang Xiaotang would pull five more weaklings to pave the way for Qing Xiao Tu, but these remaining five are all tough guys. And isn't Li Ziming the Tigerweight champion at Begonia Boxing Gym, and Haitang's top enforcer, loyal to the core? That woman Jiang Xiaotang is actually willing to use Li Ziming as a stepping stone for Qing Xiao Tu?!"
Now, Zhang Tianshou was a little confused. What was Jiang Xiaotang up to?
Something's not right. Jiang Xiaotang may be venomous, but she knows the rules best.
What is the relationship between Qing Xiao Tu and her that would allow her to break the rules?
At this very moment, in a private room at the Begonia Boxing Gym, Li Yinuo was also silently watching the Octagon Cage, and said in a daze, "This is too crazy."
She never expected that such a ruthless character would emerge from the Knights.
While the knight is strong, he still represents the pinnacle of physical ability among his peers. However, this advantage only becomes truly significant at the B-Class, where the Autumn Leaf Blade is also available.
Therefore, in the past, knights were very low-key before reaching B-Class.
She looked at the other people in the private room and found that Li Tongyun, Nan Gengchen, and Qing Shi were lying side by side on the glass, watching intently, creating an extremely strange scene.
"Are you guys watching this so enthusiastically? It's just a one-sided match," Li Yinuo asked.
Li Tongyun said sweetly, "I just love watching Brother Xiaotu crush others."
Qing Shi smiled and said, "'Cute and Adorable' can write poetry and fight in the Octagon Cage; she's practically a multi-talented individual, excelling in both literary and martial arts!"
Li Yinuo muttered, "Hey, I have a feeling you're really into this. Do you think the Qing family would agree to you being with an underground boxer?"
"We're not going to be together," Qing Shi said, blushing. "We're just ordinary friends! By the way, Sister Yinuo, I heard that you made yourself so strong to avoid an arranged marriage, is that true?"
Li Yinuo glanced at her sideways. "Yes."
Qing Shi thought for a moment, "Then can you teach me? I don't want to be forced into an arranged marriage..."
Nan Gengchen suddenly said, "I'll go out and call the waiter to get some food and drinks. You guys chat for a while."
The second match is against Lin Yuhui.
There was no more trash talk; the host announced the second Tigerweight boxer, Lin Yuhui, as if in a rush.
Before the match, his coach specifically instructed him to be wary of Qing Chen's Jujutsu, to maintain a safe distance from each other, not to let the opponent push the fight to the ground, and not to be knocked down by the opponent.
The best skill of Jujutsu master is to pull their opponent to the ground and then use their agile and powerful body to lock the enemy firmly in place.
However, Lin Yuhui felt something was strange. When the boxing match started, the boy opposite him didn't seem to intend to rush over and knock him down. Instead, he chose to maintain a safe distance and probe each other, just like Lin Yuhui had.
Moreover, the boy's posture was also strange; when moving, his center of gravity was always on his left foot and left leg.
The boy's back was slightly bent, and his arms were barely visible in front of him.
"Killing Fist?!" Lin Yuhui wondered to himself, "Why has my opponent changed their fighting style?"
In fact, this fighting technique is called Killing Fist in the Inner World, but it has another name in the Outer World: Muay Thai.
The two sides maneuvered around each other in the Octagon Cage, constantly changing positions, but neither made any rash moves.
Qing Chen tentatively tried to sweep Lin Yuhui's calf with his right foot, but when Lin Yuhui raised his leg to dodge, his arms involuntarily opened and closed outwards.
Now!
In the blink of an eye, Qing Chen concentrated all his weight on his left leg and left foot. The support from the ground instantly spread throughout his body, and his right leg, which was feinting a low sweep, suddenly lifted upwards!
Muay Thai kick!
Just as Lin Yuhui opened and closed his arms, Qing Chen's right leg passed through like a spear, forcefully kicking the other's jawbone with his right heel.
Lin Yuhui tried to defend with his arms, but his arms were no match for the kick.
With two cracking sounds, his arm and jawbone fractured together!
The leg strength of Tigerweight boxer is enough to make each other's weight negligible. Lin Yuhui lost his balance under the force of this kick and flew backward!
It slammed hard onto the black Octagon Cage!
"Next," Qing Chen said.
The boy stood inside the Octagon Cage, breathing slightly heavily.
Gamblers in the stands cursed angrily, "Lin Yuhui is so stupid! How could he not defend against such a straightforward kick?!"
"This isn't match-fixing!"
For a time, all sorts of opinions were expressed, and the invalid tickets floated in the sky, resembling fireworks celebrating the winner.
Huang Zixian watched silently from the stands, frowning in thought.
However, he quickly realized that Qing Chen hadn't actually made a move in the first two minutes of the battle.
It wasn't that Qing Chen was afraid of failure, but rather that the young man was using his movement to observe the muscle lines on Lin Yuhui's body.
Yes, Huang Zixian recalled the other person's gaze: his judgment was correct.
Therefore, after Qing Chen finished his observation, he decided to use a feint attack and a kick, a combo that could be fatal.
This was an attack method that Qing Chen had carefully considered. It wasn't that Lin Yuhui was too stupid; it was that Lin Yuhui had been seen through.
However, Huang Zixian still couldn't quite understand why Qing Chen changed his fighting style on the spot.
The differences between each fighting style are so great that mastering even one is extremely difficult.
The third match is against Li Lin.
Having already demonstrated his skills, Qing Chen seems to have given up on judo and Muay Thai.
He attacks using only his arms, perfectly planning his famous attack radius. Every time his opponent prepares to throw a punch, he finds that his fist is always one centimeter away from Qing Chen.
During the match, the boxer even had a certain illusion, as if he could never touch Qing Chen.
This feeling is both powerless and infuriating, as if you've been played for a fool.
To the audience, Li Lin seemed to be crazy, constantly trying to get closer to Qing Chen.
Gradually, only one thought remained in his mind: he had to hit Qing Xiao Tu!
However, in the boxing ring, losing your temper means defeat.
Finally, Li Lin forced Qing Chen to the edge of the Octagon Cage and punched Qing Chen's left elbow. He felt his fingers shatter as they collided with the hard elbow.
This is the most classic defensive stance, using the elbow to block the fist.
The next second, Qing Chen coldly threw a punch at Li Lin, hitting him squarely in the face. The audience could almost see the skin and muscles on Li Lin's face trembling.
Violent and cruel.
Li Lin collapsed to the ground, while Qing Chen stood on the boxing ring, panting heavily and sweating profusely.
The number of spectators at the Begonia Boxing Gym was so large that the aisles were filled with people.
In this late autumn season, the breathing of nearly 10,000 people made the air in the boxing gym humid. If someone had just walked into the gym from the freezing cold outside, the warm, humid air would condense into a thin mist on their mechanical limbs, eventually forming water droplets.
The gambling pool at the boxing gym kept growing, with an extremely large amount of money flowing in and out.
The fourth match is against Qi He.
A look of fatigue began to appear on Qing Chen's face, but he no longer confined himself to any particular fighting style and began to combine all attack patterns together.
He was like a nimble machine, moving swiftly within the Octagon Cage, using high-speed movement to create openings in his opponent's defenses.
The fifth match is against Lu Wei.
Qing Chen's expression showed even more exhaustion, and sweat poured out uncontrollably.
This time, he used Jujutsu, a fighting technique that causes the least damage to one's body.
In VIP room number 001, Ji Hao asked Jiang Xiaotang, "Boss, should we stop? He seems to be under a lot of physical strain and it's not suitable for him to continue playing."
Jiang Xiaotang also showed a hesitant expression.
Ji Hao continued, "Boss, I know stopping the match will anger the gamblers, but gamblers are forgetful. As long as Qing Xiao Tu can make them money, they will come back to Haitang. And a boxer like Qing Xiao Tu, once you cripple one, it will be hard to find another one within ten years."
Jiang Xiaotang looked at him. "Ji Hao, you fight in the Land Cruiser Class. From your perspective, what do you think of his abilities?"
Ji Hao thought for a moment and said, "I wouldn't want to fight him."
"Why? You're a whole level above him," Jiang Xiaotang asked, puzzled.
"Boss, we boxers are very sensitive to power. Qing Xiao Tu's physical attributes are almost at the peak of E-Class. If we compare the threshold between E-Class and D-Class to 9, then he's currently at 8.9999," Ji Hao said. "In fact, this is a theoretical value. Most E-Class fighters stagnate at 7 or 8. The better the talent, the higher this stagnation value. At this point, E-Class fighter needs a gene serum injection to cross over into 9. So, it's not a big deal if you say he's a pseudo- D-Class fighter."
This is a more precise numerical distinction: a normal person's value is 3, F is 6, and E-Class is 9.
Therefore, E-Class has three times the physical fitness of a normal adult.
Qing Chen previously judged himself to be five times the standard of an adult because he was comparing himself to sub-healthy men in the Outer World, the kind who would be out of breath even carrying a bag of rice.
The standard Ji Hao mentioned is based on bantamweight boxers...
Jiang Xiaotang thought for a moment, "Even so, Ji Hao, you don't need to be afraid of battle. You are D-Class, a true Land Cruiser Class."
"Boss, it's not that I'm afraid of fighting," Ji Hao shook his head, "It's just that I'm not sure if I can defeat him, so I usually don't choose to take risks."
"You're a Land Cruiser Class, and you're saying you're not confident you can beat him?" Jiang Xiaotang was puzzled. She knew Qing Chen was powerful, she knew Qing Chen was a knight, but it was still too outrageous to challenge someone of a higher level.
Ji Hao thought for a moment and said, "Boss, he has too many tricks up his sleeve, and his fighting skills are already superb. My Killing Fist skills might be similar to his, but my Jujutsu definitely doesn't have as many variations as his. So, there's a possibility that I could be caught off guard and lose."
Technology is not class-specific; it's not uncommon for prototype technology to be better than that of Land Cruiser Class.
And sometimes, these technologies are the key to victory.
This is also why Qing Chen wants to solidify his foundation.
"Boss, should we stop the game?" Ji Hao asked.
Jiang Xiaotang looked at the Octagon Cage and suddenly shook her head. "I believe in him. This is the path he chose, and he will definitely finish it."
Ji Hao hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, it's true that this is the path he chose, but he only said he wanted to play one more match, not six in a row..."
"Yeah?"
The sixth match is against Li Ziming.
This time, Qing Chen took the initiative to ask for a 15-minute break.
The request was reasonable, and the referee agreed.
In fact, there should be a 15-minute rest period between each boxing match.
Looking at Qing Chen, who was so exhausted that his back was hunched, everyone suddenly felt that he might not make it through this ordeal.
Li Ziming is Tigerweight boxing champion and the top fighter at Begonia Boxing Gym. Countless challengers have fallen to him.
If it were Qing Chen at his peak, it would be hard to say. Everyone has confidence in him and knows he is very strong.
But now, the boy is clearly at his last gasp.
For a time, many gamblers bet that he would fail in the sixth level and be unable to pass the level.
However, among the crowd of people placing bets, Nan Gengchen, who had just left the private room, walked into the stands and whispered, "They've taken back the tickets that bet on Qing Xiao Tu... a tenth of the original price... He's exhausted now. Li Ziming is Tigerweight champion; he can't possibly win."
The next moment, a huge crowd surged around Nan Gengchen, so much so that he had to take off his coat to hold the rapidly collected discounted tickets.
As it turns out, gamblers have no memory.
At that moment, Nan Gengchen suddenly saw a middle-aged man holding a ticket for betting on passing the pass, with the number 2000 written on it.
In the boxing ring, 1 represents 1,000, and 2,000 represents a maximum bet of 2 million to win! Nan Gengchen's heart started racing. This was a fat sheep!
He asked, "Uncle, are you selling those tickets? I'll buy them back at 10% of their original price. If you want to sell now, hurry up, or you'll lose everything!"
The middle-aged man seemed somewhat surprised, and also a little amused. "I'm not selling, I'm not selling. Get lost, or these gamblers will beat you to death if they find out."
"Okay, okay," Nan Gengchen said in a low voice, "Thanks for the reminder."
Once everything was ready, he walked to the regular stands, secretly made an OK sign with his right hand, and then turned and ran.
There were too many people in the stands, and no one noticed him, but Nan Gengchen knew that Qing Chen had been waiting for this signal.
The next moment, all the audience suddenly realized that Qing Chen was no longer breathing heavily, and even his hunched back straightened up as if nothing had happened.
His gaze returned to calm.
This unexpected turn of events stunned everyone.
The gamblers who had just sold their tickets cursed angrily. They turned around to look for Nan Gengchen, only to find that he had disappeared.
"Is this even human? This is a dog! I'm reporting Qing Xiao Tu for match-fixing!"
However, in underground boxing, the definition of match-fixing is intentionally losing the match, but Qing Xiao Tu did not intentionally lose; he was just showing weakness.
This time, Qing Chen no longer slowed down the pace of the battle.
Li Ziming had just launched his attack when he discovered that every single one of his attacks was exactly what his opponent had anticipated.
Qing Chen pinned him to the ground in just 9 seconds.
Li Ziming was unaware that on the night the Deity's Scepter fell, when Qing Chen arrived at the boxing gym, his match was taking place there.
Therefore, the matches that Qing Chen recalled and analyzed the most during this period were his own.
The sixth boxing match ended Chang Ping, without any excitement or intense back-and-forth exchanges; it was simply a one-sided crushing defeat.
Huang Zixian watched all six boxing matches. Qing Chen's fighting style was completely different in each match, making it impossible for his opponents to predict his moves.
Only Huang Zixian understood that the young man's six performances with six different styles were a way of integrating his skills into practice.
These are techniques that the other party wouldn't normally know!
At least when competing against him, I would never!
"Who on earth could master so many skills in such a short time and make them their own?" Huang Zixian sighed inwardly.
He could already foresee what people would say next: No wonder he could make Huang Zixian cry, he's really amazing.
Huang Zixian originally wanted to practice with Qing Chen again after his injury healed, but he has now given up on that idea.
He planned to talk to Qing Chen privately after tonight's events and ask him to make a few more people cry, so he wouldn't feel so alone...
There were no more Tigerweight boxers left to fight at the Begonia Boxing Gym. The host smiled and said, "Congratulations to everyone who bet on the win tonight! You will receive a generous prize and celebrate this victory with Qing Xiao Tu!"
"Of course, Begonia Boxing Gym is hereby announcing some exciting news: We are setting up a prize pool of 20 million yuan, welcoming all Tigerweight boxers to challenge Qing Xiao Tu. The challenge period will last for 15 days, and the winner takes all the prize money!"
Huang Zixian gasped.
It's one thing for Qing Chen to go crazy tonight.
Now something even crazier is happening. Jiang Xiaotang not only wants to make Qing Chen the Tigerweight Champion of Begonia Boxing Gym, but also wants to make him the Tigerweight Champion of the entire City No. 18!
Winning 20 million in prize money in a single competition would tempt anyone.
If Qing Chen can successfully survive the 15 days and still stand in the boxing ring, then he will be the undisputed Tigerweight Champion, the most prestigious Tigerweight Champion!
Huang Zixian looked at the boy in the Octagon Cage, but found that there was no joy on the boy's face after the victory.
What he didn't know was that for Qing Chen, this was just the beginning.
All of this means that he can start preparing for the second Life and Death Trial and begin a new life.
Qing Chen looked around at the stands, hoping to see if his supposedly dead master was secretly watching the match. However, the boxing gym was so crowded with spectators and gamblers that he couldn't make out anyone's face.
The agreement with the bosses was that one gold chapter would be accompanied by six more chapters. Although this is a long chapter of 10,000 words, it also includes the daily update quota, so I still need to add 11 more chapters. I will remember that...
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