Walking out of the dimly lit preparation room, the dazzling lights made people unable to open their eyes, and after a short blur, what came into view was a very large circular boxing ring, but it was said to be a boxing ring, in fact, this circular platform was the size of six or seven ordinary boxing rings.

Deafening cheers rushed in, some screaming, some invective, all of them were lively anyway, and all kinds of noisy discussions filled the junior boxing ring.

"Do you know what is the quietest place in a city?"

Xiaobai, who was still shocked by the huge amount of points in his hand, heard Mu Zeming's question, his body was stunned, and he looked up and replied: "Eh, I don't know." ”

Mu Zeming smiled: "You should read more books in the future, you know, I like that place very much." ”

After speaking, stepping on the platform, today's Mu Zeming wore a gray coat, and when he took off his coat, it was a white long-sleeved coat.

White clothes and white pants, what a beautiful boy!

Mu Zeming strolled to the center of the platform, where Zhang Zhao was already waiting.

"You kid is the Mu Zeming who wants to challenge me?" Zhang Zhao said proudly.

Seeing Mu Zeming's dress and appearance, he is completely a child who is not in the deep world, except for his outstanding appearance, it is estimated that he will not even be able to fight.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao confirmed the thoughts in his heart even more.

"How do you want to die? Although I don't know what the hell is going on in this boxing ring, no matter whether you are gaining popularity or making black money, if you find me Zhang Zhao, you are looking for death!"

"Why are you talking so much?" Mu Zeming shook the dust off his body and said lightly.

Hearing the young man's bland speech, Zhang Zhao frowned, where did he seem to hear this voice?

Zhang Zhao may not have thought until he died that this teenager who challenged himself was the teenager who slapped himself in the face in the parking lot in front of the bar that day.

"Don't worry, you won't be too talkative about me later. Moving to the injured shoulder, Zhang Zhao said: "Boy, I'll let you have one hand later." ”

Mu Zeming smiled, "You let me have two hands!"

Hearing Mu Zeming say such a thing, the audience on the stage burst into laughter, all saying that now that they know that they are cowardly, what did they do earlier?

Zhang Zhao touched his scumbag and said: "Hehe, you are still a little self-aware, but you have to pay a price for challenging me Zhang Zhao! ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhao symbolically made a preparation for a fight, and rushed towards Mu Zeming, a very beautiful straight punch, carefully observing his attack, you can also see the flowing air flow around the fist.

is worthy of being a rookie in the boxing ring, and he still has two brushes, and he can actually punch the style, which is an achievement that many martial artists cannot achieve in their lifetime.

"Die!" Zhang Zhao shouted, planning to kill Mu Zeming with one punch, kill the chickens and monkeys, and tell everyone that he Zhang Zhao is not something that just a hairy boy can challenge.

Seeing this, Mu Zeming took half a step back, his eyes covered by bangs made people not know what he was thinking, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his clenched fists made a 'creaking' sound.

The ability [Eternity] quietly activated, and time stopped.

Mu Zeming is a killer who is very good at all kinds of cold weapons, especially daggers, and mercenaries, unlike killers, are very good at fighting and hot weapons.

Today's Mu Zeming does not plan to use weapons or fighting skills, he wants to use the simplest and most brutal method to win this match.

As we all know, Mu Zeming's ability [Eternity] is an ability that can compress time indefinitely, and after injecting the YF reagent given by the mysterious man, Mu Zeming found that he had improved not only the number of times the ability was used, but also other comprehensions.

All along, Mu Zeming has used the mechanism of eternal compression of time to allow himself to reach the speed of teleportation, but he found that in the eternal world, not only speed can be compressed, but also strength.

Before Zhang Zhaozhi punched over, Mu Zeming also swung his fist, and the power on the fist was compressed, and then compressed, until a critical explosion point, Mu Zeming lifted the eternity.

Mu Zeming felt like his fist had been punched into a watermelon, and the cracking sound of the watermelon's shell made a 'click' sound, which was very crisp.

"Bang!"

With a punch, Zhang Zhao flew out and slammed straight into the wall at the edge of the platform, and the wall that was knocked open was dusty for a while.

It's quiet, it's scary! A boxing gym with a capacity of 1,000 people has never been so quiet, and if you listen closely, you can hear some people swallowing.

Xiaobai, who was in the audience in the distance, was stunned and looked at everything that happened in an instant, and opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound, everyone had such an expression.

Xiaobai suddenly thought that before coming to the stage, Mu Zeming asked himself that question, "Do you know which place is the quietest in a city?"

Xiaobai said he didn't know, but Mu Zeming told him to read more.

It's time for him to read more, because the quietest place is the library, and Mu Zeming said that he likes it because the library is quiet, which means that he hates the noisy boxing ring.

And this teenager really used one move to turn the boxing ring into a library.

The dust dissipated, and the young man in white was still standing in place, the posture of his hands had not changed, it was still the punch before the start, and it was only this punch.

The power of a punch!

The fight made everyone stunned, is this really the power that a teenager can send?

Shaking his hand, Mu Zeming frowned, staring at the place where Zhang Zhao flew out, the dust dissipated, and Zhang Zhao, who was buried by rubble, was gradually exposed to everyone's field of vision.

There was still no one talking outside the stadium, Mu Zeming turned to leave, the 'da-da' sound made by the teenager when he walked was particularly conspicuous in the boxing ring, and he jumped off the platform, Mu Zeming glanced at the VIP box on the heights.

Until Mu Zeming's voice completely disappeared from the field, the audience suddenly became boiling, all kinds of screams, questions, anger, surprise, everything.

"Damn! Is this a person? Did you see it? Zhang Zhao was punched and flew out. ”

"It's over, it's completely over, my points are gone. ”

"Ahhhh

"But, but, it's not like ......"

It's not like a match-fixing! Although everyone thinks it's a match-fixing arranged by the boxing ring, just to cheat everyone's points, it's not like it!

They didn't fake anything, they just punched people away.

How much they looked down on Mu Zeming before the game, and how much they regret it now, some people feel that this is an overwhelming game, and they bet all the points on Zhang Zhao, but this time, it is all gone.

Mu Zeming was not in the mood to care about what was happening outside, and walked in the corridor of the lounge, recalling what had just happened.

He did compress his strength and punched Zhang Zhao out, but in the chaos, Mu Zeming saw a figure suddenly appear and catch Zhang Zhao before he landed, because the dust that was splashed was very large, except for Mu Zeming, no one else saw it.

Especially the lip words that the figure said to Mu Zeming before leaving.

"After the game, our young master wants to see you. ”

Mu Zeming shook his head and smiled helplessly, it seems that this is too sensational, and it is not a good thing!

The sigh in my heart was not over yet, and at a corner, an old man appeared, blocking Mu Zeming's way.

Mu Zeming could feel that this person was the one who caught Zhang Zhao on the stage just now.

"Your Excellency, please, our young master wants to see you. ”

"What if I say no?" said Muzemin.

"Then only the old man invited Your Excellency to go. The old man deliberately pronounced the word please very seriously.

Mu Zeming felt that he really wanted to fight head-on, he was really not the opponent of this old man, the eldest husband could bend and stretch! Ahem, let's go with him first.

After walking a short distance, I came to a private room, pushed the door in, a square table, three round benches, two teacups, and a pot of tea, which was very comfortable.

The young man made Mu Zeming a cup and motioned for him to sit down.

Mu Zeming picked up the teacup and tasted it slowly.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is not afraid that the tea is poisonous?"

Mu Zeming didn't answer, but asked, "Do all the people in Kyoto play this game now?"

"Haha, how did you know we were from Kyoto?"

"Your Excellency seems to know Kyoto well?"

Mu Zeming smiled and continued to drink tea, can he say that he has lived in Kyoto for 14 years?

Of course, he knew Kyoto very well, and Mu Zeming even knew the identity of the young man in front of him.