"Hmph... Then I can only blame the system, right?" Snow responded with a wry smile.

"There's nothing to blame." Feng Bujue said, "You just went up to have an informal boxing match. The worst-case scenario is to be beaten into a pig's head. Why didn't you say...the last side mission?

I was the one who got it back with a knife."

"Why do you sound like you accidentally said the word 'fate' instead of the word 'knife' when you said this..." Snow thought with his eyes, "Also...how obsessed are you with explosive equipment?"

It’s something you’re going to talk about for the rest of your life?”

"It's none of your business." Feng Bujue said, "I initially plan to talk about this matter until the end of this script. Do you have any objections?"

"Okay, okay...anything like that is fine." Honghu spoke again before the argument between the two escalated, trying to bring the topic back on track, "Let's talk about the boxing match..." He looked at Snow,

"Are you sure?"

"No." Snow replied simply and neatly, no matter in his demeanor or tone, there was no sign of lying.

"Well..." Honghu's mouth twitched twice, "I thought... you were an expert..."

"I am indeed an expert...and please..." When Snow said this, he almost mentioned the name of a well-known boxing coach. Fortunately, he realized in time that this was inappropriate and immediately changed his words,

"... I hired a special coach to guide me; before and after... I practiced for about two years... Even if I want to take the professional boxer's license, it is more than enough." He paused, "But just because

I am an expert, and I realized that my chances of winning are very slim...

"Not to mention that the opponent's weight is at least three levels higher than mine, and his height and wingspan are longer than mine... In terms of technology alone, the Vikings are better than me in all aspects; not to mention... he is in this kind of situation.

The experience advantage in the game and the despairing 'boxing talent'."

"That's it..." Honghu heard this and adjusted his glasses, "Doesn't that mean... the system gave an impossible task?"

"How is this possible?" Feng Bujue continued, "You have been playing this game for so long, when did the system ever give you such an impossibly private on?" He spread his hands, "After all... it's you.

The idea of ​​'using formal boxing techniques to defeat your opponent' is just wrong."

"Oh?" After hearing Brother Jue's words, Snow and Honghu showed a hint of evil on their faces at the same time, "What you mean by this is..."

"Hmph..." Feng Bujue crossed his arms in front of his chest, pretending to be confident, "It's time to let these naive pirates know what real 'underground boxing' is..." (To be continued.
Chapter completed!