The next day, Chen Xing left the warm quilt early, kissed Ling Xin, who was still asleep, on the forehead, washed up and put on the uniform of the Dusk Boxing Club, and ran all the way to the riverside boxing gym.

The white fog in Astana in the early morning was bigger than the fog when the sea of the port city was foggy, and when Chen Xing ran to the riverside boxing gym, the door of the boxing gym was open, but Chen Xing didn't see Master Ake in the gym, thinking that he had come early.

Chen Xing, who came early, not only pestle, but also walked around the gym and looked around.

What Chen Xing didn't see was that several fighters in the gym were looking at his back, pointing at his back and saying something.

These fighters all speak Kazakh, they are all professional fighters from Kazakhstan, and they train here at Riverside Boxing Gym, of course, in the hope that Master Ako can be their target gun.

This is Monroe's former royal target shooter, and has been praised by the industry, who doesn't want to practice with this target shooter.

But this Master Ako politely rejected all of them, and became the special shooter of the person in front of him during this time.

And this person is still someone they haven't seen before, and they have been talking about it since they saw it yesterday, and today they already know the origin of the other party, a Chinese fighter who is about to fight Monroe.

Who is Monroe?

In the eyes of the Kazakhs, he is a world champion who has proven himself for his country and race, so in the eyes of this group of Hasaka fighters, Monroe is their hero, and they are unattainable targets.

The three fighters said a few words to Chen Xing's back, and then, led by one person, the three of them walked towards Chen Xing, who was strolling around the gym.

"You're Chen Xing, right?" The fighter in the lead was still wearing boxing gloves on his hands, and he was playing sandbags when Chen Xing came in just now, and he was still practicing quite early.

Chen Xing had already heard the footsteps, but he didn't expect the other party to really walk towards him, Chen Xing was a little puzzled in his heart. The three Kazakh fighters who turned to look at them nodded.

"Yes, it's me. ”

The three fighters glanced at each other, and the leader continued to say to Chen Xing, "Are you here preparing for the fight against Monroe's seniors?"

"Yes. Chen Xing continued to nod, his eyes flat.

"You just came to practice with Monroe's predecessors' former royal shooters, and you can't beat Monroe's predecessors, and you can't win against Monroe. The fighter in the lead choked, and his words were obviously hostile.

Chen Xing's eyes were still flat, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Really?" said his words this time.

"Picking up a boxing title who doesn't even dare to defend the title, how can you fight with Monroe's seniors?" The leading boxer didn't expect Chen Xing to be so bland, and continued to increase his language output.

Chen Xing smiled slightly and did not continue to speak, this was obviously provoking him, and the reason for the provocation was probably their worship of Monroe, Chen Xing had nothing to be angry about.

There are really too few things in this world that can make Chen Xing angry, too few, because there are too many questions and puzzles in life, and he has already got answers on the way.

"What are you doing? Why don't you go back to your morning exercise?!" Master Ako had come behind the three of them at some point, and said in a deep voice to the three of them, and his always kind eyes would sink.

"Yes, Master Arco. The three of them saw that it was Master Ake who came, so they had to agree.

This riverside gym belongs to Master Ake, that is, Monroe is here, Master Ake is not welcome, so he has to go, and the three boxers who came over with great momentum went back to punch the sandbags.

"Didn't bother you. Looking at Master Chen Xing's eyes, his eyes softened a lot, the uniform of the riverside gym looked a little old, but it was still very clean, and some places were faded.

This uniform reminded Chen Xing of his earliest school uniform, isn't that the same.

"It's nothing, you're still young, who isn't vigorous when they're young. Chen Xing chuckled and shook his head, he really didn't have any idea of this kind of provocation.

"But all three of them are older than you. Arko's gentle smile froze, the three boxers are all twenty-four or five years old, a few years older than Chen Xing, they are also good fighters, they are well-known in Kazakhstan, and their results are okay, of course, they can't match the boxing champion.

But this is also normal, twenty-four or five years old is not too big in a fighter's career, and he has not reached his peak at all, and a person like Chen Xing, who won the world boxing championship before the age of twenty, is very exaggerated in today's era.

"Well, that's right, that's normal, young man. Chen Xing snorted and passed, what did he say, said that his mental age was not young.

"Then let's start our morning exercise. Ako thought it was a little strange, but he couldn't think of anything strange, so he had to start his morning exercise.

"Okay, let's go. Chen Xing ran out of the gym first and ran towards the riverside, and Master Ake followed closely behind.

It was still along the riverside, but this time in a different direction, Master Ake took Chen Xing to run in the other direction along the riverside.

"Is there any way to say it, Master Ake?" Chen Xing thought that one day he ran that way, and what did he say about running this way one day.

"You can't favor one side, run on both sides, lest the Ishim River be jealous, haha. Master Ake laughed and continued to run, it was already a difficult thing for Master Ake, who was already in his forties, to keep up with Chen Xing's morning jogging rhythm.

At least Uncle Xing, who is also middle-aged and a few years younger, has not done it.

When I came back from the morning run, it was the same training process, air strike training, and after the air strike training, it was sandbag training, and then target training.

At the end of the sandbag training, Chen Xing had already taken off his short sleeves, revealing a body of muscles, and his body was dripping with sweat, Chen Xing was still full of energy, with a pair of black pupils shining.

"Let's get started, Master Arco. Chen Xing swung a few times at the air, venting his energy and physical strength.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. Master Ako smiled slightly, and did not rush to put on the target, but waved his hand to the three boxers who were playing sandbags on the side.

"You three come here. ”

When the three fighters heard Master Ake's call, they all walked over, and just glanced at Chen Xing and moved their eyes to Master Ake.

"Master Ake, what's the matter?" The three of them still have a lot of respect for Master Ake, even the strongest and most eye-catching person in the country's boxing world, Monroe has never disrespected Master Ake.

"I'll teach you some tips for shooters. Master Ake's gaze swept over the three of them, and he said softly, Master Ake's tone has always been like this, which makes people very comfortable, even if there are juniors standing in front of them, so that these juniors don't feel any pressure.

"Yes!" the three fighters were all surprised when they heard Master Ako say this.

Although they are professional fighters, not target men, who wouldn't want to learn Master Ako's target hand skills?

Master Ako's shooting skills are a gem in Kazakh boxing.

Today, Master Ako actually offered to teach them shooter skills, how could he not make them happy.

"Alright, you put on the target first. Master Ake pointed to the fighter standing at the front, and that boxer was also the one who spoke to Chen Xing before.

"Good. The fighter listened to Master Ake's words and hurriedly put on his gloves, and with a look of impatience, he immediately took off his gloves and put on the target.

"Okay, you're standing right here. Master Arko stomped on a piece of the floor with his toes and made the Kazakh fighter stand there, and the fighter who changed to the target quickly did so.

And the piece of wood he was standing on was just about a meter away from Chen Xing.