Outside the locker room there were cheers, shouts, and the unique horn sounds in the boxing ring.

There are two rows of horn hands standing next to the ring, each holding a huge horn in front of them. When the boxing match is about to begin, they will slowly blow the horn.

The melodious and vicissitudes of voices range from low to bright, accompanied by the oxygen transported from the ventilation ducts, pulling all the audience's emotions from the bottom to the sky.

A host in a dress stood in an octagonal cage with a microphone in his hand, looking around with a smile: "Gentlemen, ladies!"

"After 10 days, a new boxer is about to welcome in the octagonal cage in the fourth district of the city of 18. Tonight, he will climb the ladder from the bantamweight."

"Do you still remember that boxing champion Afan also fought bloody battles in the octagonal cage a year ago?"

"Every time a newcomer appears, their performance is worth looking forward to..."

In the narrow locker room, Qingchen looked at Li Shutong: "Master, you only said you should take me here to see you. Before you came, you didn't say you wanted me to go up and get beaten. Isn't this a bit hasty?"

Ordinary boxers can only use simple locker rooms. Only by reaching the level of tigers or above can they have their own locker rooms.

But in fact, the locker room is not very meaningful to Qingchen, because he really didn't even bring any clothes that he could change...

Too hasty.

Li Shutong said slowly: "I was not prepared when I went to the ring, and your uncle and I had such a process of being beaten, which is normal! The knight is to face any difficulties without fear!"

Qingchen looked at Li Shutong suspiciously: "Master, you can't do it yourself, so you want to see someone else beat me up?"

Li Shutong thought for a while: "What's wrong with thinking like this? When your second master took me to the ring, he thought so too!"

"I understand, it turns out that this is still the tradition of knights," said Qingchen.

It seems that the one who sent Uncle Li to the ring was the one who had just been sleeping in the forbidden land of No. 002 and had not yet formed the rules.

The other party should have been annoyed by Li Shutong and Chen Jiazhang, so he sent the two of them to be beaten.

Qingchen knew very well how much he weighed. Not to mention that he did not have much practical experience, just talking about the ability of the extraordinary, the Knight lineage was at a loss in the boxing ring.

Can't you use the autumn leaf knife?

Moreover, Qingchen also knew the rules. His first night in the grading match was to fight from the bantamweight to the tiger scale. He was tired and had to face a real E-level expert.

How is it possible to not get beaten?

Li Shutong asked: "In addition to the boxing ring, is there any place in this world that allows you to cultivate practical experience without any scruples? Even the intensity of the training in the Federal Army is not as good as here."

Qingchen is also thinking, the sense of distance and rhythm are all intuitions that can only be mastered by long-term practice.

Seeing that his apprentice was a little moved, he continued, "If you want to find a classmate to practice, you are willing to fight with others, but they may not be willing to fight with you. If you ask others to practice outside, you have to spend money, and you can make money here! When you reach the middleweight level or above, you will get a dividend for every game of winning or losing, and there will be a performance fee!"

"How is the appearance fee?" Qing Chen asked.

"If you can hit the tiger scale, it's very high."

"Okay, I'll fight," Qingchen said.

Li Shutong sighed: "I would have known to withdraw money before I could, and I don't have to talk nonsense to you."

"By the way," Qingchen said curiously: "Master, don't you buy some bets and bet I won?"

"No," Li Shutong said with a smile.

Qingchen was in a bad mood: "Master, you are sure that I can't win tonight, so I don't want to lose money, right? You just sent me up and get beaten up!"

Shutong Li patiently said: "I don't think so, I just think gambling is not good."

As he said that, Shutong Li took off his coat and put it on. The clothes were worn in one piece and two pieces, and the inside was no longer pure white, but pure gray.

"Master, why do you have to wear your clothes in reverse?" Qingchen was puzzled.

"You'll know later."

"Then Master, do you think I can win tonight?" Qing Chen asked.

Li Shutong thought for a while: "Actually, when it reaches the level of tigers, your opponent is already a real E-level genetic warrior, so it is not easy to win after a few battles. If you want to win, you still lack an opportunity."

Qingchen's face turned dark, and there was another opportunity missing.

Last time my master said that he was missing an opportunity, he specially created conditions for a C-level expert to chase him.

"But Master, shouldn't I wear tooth guard braces or something? And, where are my boxing gloves?" Qingchen asked.

"The rules of black boxing have long been changed. They don't wear braces or boxing gloves, which is even more exciting," said Li Shutong.

The cheers outside the locker room were getting louder and louder, and someone slapped the door outside the alloy gate: "Please go to the stage, boxer."

However, at this time, Li Shutong's cell phone suddenly rang, he took it out and looked at it and said, "After we left, the little girl Yangyang returned to the Luoshen Building. It seems that she is planning to live opposite."

"Is this a gossip about you again?" Qing Chen said in confusion.

"Yes," Li Shutong nodded.

Qingchen was fascinated at that time, so real artificial intelligence... would gossip like humans, right?

"Don't really think too much, there's nothing between us," he explained calmly: "When Yangyang came to Luocheng, she was very abrupt. Her goal was to get close to everything about Prison 18... To be precise, she might want to get closer to you. I think it was the organization behind her who asked her to do this."

Li Shutong sighed: "Are young people so complicated nowadays? At that time, 17-year-old girls did not use such intrigues?"

The staff outside the door saw that Qingchen had not come out for a long time and thought Qingchen was afraid.

He said anxiously: "You have signed the contract tonight. If you are afraid of fighting, you will have to compensate the penalty for the boxing ring!"

Qingchen smiled and said, "Master, let's talk about everything after I finish this match."

As he said that, he pressed the alloy gate of the locker room and walked silently outside.

The door opened, and the staff outside the door were waiting.

Uncle Li smiled behind Qingchen. He suddenly realized the feeling of his uncle sending him and his senior brother to the boxing ring, and he was worried with some expectations.

Instead of waiting in the locker room, he quietly walked into the crowd.

I will only accompany you for a thousand miles, and I will never ask about the wind, snow and sunshine.

But I will still watch secretly.

...

...

In the private room, Li Yinuo stood quietly in front of the glass window. She looked at the boy in a snow-white sportswear and walked out of the boxer passage.

Compared with the appearance of the opponent's bantamweight boxing champion, Qingchen has no coach, no team leader, and no beauties around him, and is alone.

Qingchen didn't even prepare clothes on the ring, and his thin body didn't look like a boxer.

If Li Yinuo said that this boy was more like a student who passed by by chance. He might have tried it when he saw the black boxing here, and fantasized about getting rich overnight.

There have been many such people, but they basically died in octagonal cages.

When the audience in the boxing ring saw Qingchen appearing like this, they actually felt overwhelming.

The person who bet on him also shouted unlucky: "Cao, I thought a talented boxer who had just debuted, but this kid had no trace of training!"

"Is this too young? Is it a student from which school?"

"Hurry up and bet on the opposite side! Win back the money lost on him!"

At this time, a gray figure walked among the crowd: "Recycle the tickets for betting on the newcomers at one discount, and recycle the tickets for betting on the newcomers at one discount."

After the audience in the boxing ring bets, the boxing ring will give them a white card like chips with the amount of bet printed on it.

In the end, the winner exchanges the card for money, while the loser throws the card into the ring.

Shutong Li walked in the field with a bag and shouted: "One-fold recycling of newcomers who have been betting on clearance, as long as they are placing on clearance, you can exchange this thing for me now. If he loses the game later, it will be worthless. Life is to stop the loss in time!"

"I'll sell it! I've been bet on 2,000 yuan for clearance!"

"I'll sell it too! I bet 800 yuan for clearance!"

Li Shutong smiled and said, "Come one by one!"

In just five minutes, the bag he was carrying was almost full.

For other gamblers, the odds of begging Qingchen passing the level are only 10 times, and the odds are still declining.

But Li Shutong is different. He deliberately let everyone see that Qingchen is unprepared, making everyone think that Qingchen is just a rookie without any trace of training.

In this way, he will bet ten times the leverage at the start.

When Qingchen asked Li Shutong why he didn't bet, Li Shutong said that gambling was not good, but he knew that it was not the time!

Li Shutong is not short of money. He hasn't felt what it takes to be short of money for a long time, so he is not trying to make money with Qingchen.

However, this was what his uncle did when he sent him and his senior brother to the ring!

Tradition cannot be broken!

Uncle Master used this trick and almost entered the ranks of financial freedom.

Uncle Li remembers it very clearly that in order to increase the odds between the two of them, Uncle Li actually asked them to wear flip flops and patched clothes when they first appeared!

Compared to that uncle, Li Shutong felt that he had already given face to his apprentice.

Thinking of this, Li Shutong smiled. The past was so beautiful that people couldn't help but recall it.

At this moment, Li Tongyun in the private room suddenly walked to the glass window, and the little girl grabbed Li Yinuo's hand: "Sister, I see you staring at the boxer in white. Why, do you know him?"
To be continued...