The morning game was almost over, and I came to the break to find Wu Shuang.

As a result, Wu Shuang was not in the lounge, so I left the lounge directly and prepared to go to lunch.

Before I stepped out of the ring, I saw Song Qingmei, who was in a hurry and seemed to be preparing something important. She hurriedly spoke to me and left.

For lunch, I just had to deal with it outside, and I quickly rushed back to the boxing ring inside the casino.

When I returned to the boxing ring, I realized that Song Qingmei was in a hurry to eat at that time, and there were very perfect matching meals in the boxing ring, which were specially customized for fighters.

At that time, she thought I was just going to take a walk, but then I looked for a noon, but I didn't see anyone, and I realized that I wasn't in the casino.

Wu Shuang and I both came to the United States directly from Sichuan, and during this period, our mobile phones did not open international roaming, so there was no way to contact us.

If I get lost, I really have to go to the police uncle!

"Wang Quan, you have to pay attention to the afternoon game, that player is said to be very ruthless, and he has a deadly style of play! If you really can't beat it, don't fight! Song Qingmei said to me in a deep tone, becoming serious.

Wu Shuang rested calmly on the side, seemingly a little indifferent to my affairs.

I thought to myself: yes, after all, he won the primary tournament easily, so don't worry about me!

"Well, I'm the last one anyway, so there's a lot of time to rest." I naturally understand what Song Qingmei meant, but when it comes to the field, it's not something I can control.

After two months of special training, let's see how the results are today.

Song Qingmei saw that I was not in a hurry at all, so she didn't say anything more encouraging to me, but chatted with Chu Xia on the side.

There is still an hour left before the start of the afternoon boxing match.

Where we are, it's a premium VIP lounge where no one bothers me and I can wait here with peace of mind for the start of the fight.

Of course, I'm not going to stay here, I want to see other people's fights.

After all, as long as I pass the preliminary round, then there will be the intermediate round, the semi-finals, and the finals.

The so-called mountains and rivers meet, and the opponents you want to meet will meet sooner or later!

It's just that I secretly prayed in my heart that I wouldn't run into that black man so soon, the big favorite in the international boxing tournament this time.

An hour was fast, and I was resting next to me, and Song Qingmei had already woken me up and asked me if I wanted to see other people's boxing matches.

With beautiful women to accompany me, I am naturally very happy. It's just that there are still Da Zhuang, that strong woman and Chu Xia around him.

Fortunately, Song Qingmei was very considerate to let Chu Xia's side, but it was not too terrifying!

Originally, Wu Shuang also wanted to come along, but Song Qingmei felt that he should go back and continue to practice. Two days later, it's the intermediate competition, and there is not much time, but if you train hard, you will still make some progress.

Intermediate boxing is not as good as the junior boxing competition, there is luck at all, and after the boxers in it pass the screening, the opponents are sure to be extraordinary.

Song Qingmei pulled me to the ring, where I faced a Thai and a Japanese.

There aren't many skills in the fight between the two, it's all a real confrontation.

In the end, the match was won when the Thai beat the Japanese to the ground.

Immediately after that, Song Qingmei and I continued to walk around the ring for a few more hours, and there didn't seem to be any decisive matches.

Song Qingmei frowned all the way, seemingly a little disappointed in this boxing match.

It's true that if the Intermediate Division was those guys, I would have made it to the semi-finals.

As we walked, we came to the eighth ring, which was the last time I would have to fight that white man. As for the white man's name, I didn't really look at it at all.

Anyway, the names of the people here are all in English, and I really can't understand the same thing as chicken intestines.

I'm also embarrassed to ask Song Qingmei, so it's always like this!

"Huh?" Song Qingmei was going to go back to the lounge with me, when she suddenly saw a wonderful showdown.

One of the two people on the field seemed to be Russian, the other seemed to be European, and I couldn't make out the accent. Both speak English, but they pronounce with a strong accent from their own country.

These are all things that Song Qingmei told me, telling me to pay attention to some of the flags on those players.

Every time they arrive at a boxing ring, they change into the flag of the country they are fighting against.

As long as you are not blind, you probably know that it is the international of the people on the field, but the name is not there for the time being.

This is the equivalent of auditions for those entertainment programs, so how can there be such a distinct mark on the field?

The most pitiful people, those who couldn't even pass the primary race, were carried out.

Fighters are also human beings, and these people will probably lose their original hope of survival.

After all, for them, this is life. With the loss of life, there is still hope for life.

"Peng"

The Europeans smashed the Russian's head so hard that he was directly hit to the ground and couldn't move!

Just when the Europeans wanted to mend the knife, the Russians, relying on the fierceness of their fighting nation, directly hit the Europeans with their headbutts.

Originally, the Europeans thought that the Russians had lost, but how did they know that such a thing would come out.

Russia is still a gentleman and did not continue to attack.

Then the Europeans threw in the towel and hastily ended the fight.

But I clearly saw that the Russians were bleeding from their noses after they stepped down. If that European insists on this a little longer, the loser should be the Russian!

"What do you think?" Song Qingmei saw that I had been looking at the Russian, as if she had something to do, and asked me casually.

"Views? It's just an ordinary boxing match, and winning or losing is just a split second. I'm looking forward to what a tough guy my opponent is! I smiled faintly and felt the cells in my body get excited.

But then, I hurriedly suppressed the impulse in my body through the method of breathing, after all, Old Man Fan said to calm down!

Song Qingmei, who was standing next to me, also seemed to notice the change in me, so it was nothing.

Since it was a junior tournament, many people were easily knocked out, so most of them didn't have much to look at, and they used their fists to defeat their opponents.

But after all, this is an international boxing tournament, and there are many dead and injured people.

Participating in international boxing tournaments, they all signed a death agreement, and whether they live or die, they have nothing to do with their organizers.

The people who can hold such a grand boxing match are not ordinary people, I heard Song Qingmei say that this is sponsored by those rich people, for the final finals.

She also told me that if I can win the grand final, there is a good chance that I will have a chance to meet the boss.

Now I'm not thinking about being undercover, I'm just thinking about how to win the game, and that's my focus at the moment.

I can't continue here, how to meet the big boss!

"If you have time to tell me this information, why don't you tell me the information of your opponent!" I wondered, looking at Song Qingmei.

Song Qingmei shook her head and said: "Data management is very strict, even if it is your opponent, you will only know how much you have a winning rate, and the rest is nothing!" It's up to your luck!

But you're not out of luck, at least you didn't face the hot black fighter! ”

"Sooner or later!" I said nonchalantly, after all, black fighters will definitely go all the way to the finals.

I can't meet it in front, but there is still a chance in the back.

"I hope so!" Song Qingmei didn't have any expectations for me, she felt that my previous defeat of Wu Shuang was just luck.

Can two months really change so many things?

It was impossible to promise, so she didn't believe it.

Since she didn't believe it, I had no choice but to use my strength to tell her that I could.

There is only about an hour left before my opening time.

One after another, all the previous boxing rings have already had results, and the other batch has continued.

I hadn't seen the black fighter since the morning, and I guess I didn't bother to come to the junior and had already left here.

As I walked, Song Qingmei pulled me back to the lounge and asked me to change my clothes and prepare for the boxing match.

I walked into the locker room, took off my cotton clothes, put on my shorts, and looked at myself in the mirror, and I was indeed much stronger than before.

"What is this?" I fumbled into my backpack, a small piece of metal, and it cut my finger.

When the metal piece cut through my finger, the words on it suddenly became clearer. But it seems that it is no longer the original text, but something very difficult to understand.

There weren't any tools to look up here, so I had to temporarily throw the piece back in my backpack and go back and take a look.

"Tuk Tuk!"

I had just changed my clothes, and Song Qingmei was outside knocking on the door anxiously.

"Miss Song, it's started?" I looked at Song Qingmei suspiciously, and said in wonder.

"Not yet, I'm looking at what you're doing in there?" Song Qingmei said, looking at my body, as if she was going to strip me naked, her eyes were fruitful, which made me a little sweaty.

"What can be done?" I looked at Song Qingmei and walked out of the lounge directly.

Song Qingmei didn't say anything more, just went to the chair next to me and waited for the opening.

I stared at the clock and felt like time was passing very slowly.

There were just the two of us in the silent lounge, and I could hear my own heartbeat. I hurriedly used the method of breathing to calm a trace of excitement in my heart.

"Let's go!" Song Qingmei felt that we were a little weird here, so she went out with me.

As soon as we got out, the gym staff came to me and wanted to get ready to start boxing.

This time, my opponent is a guy named Evan, an American, 20 years old, with two years of boxing experience, not a great person.

However, in a previous match, one person was killed.

It's not news to kill someone in a boxing match, everyone doesn't care about this, anyway, the person who dies is not himself.

"Go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news, I'll cheer you on!" Song Qingmei smiled faintly and watched me play.

On the opposite side, also walked up to Evan. He is about 1.9 meters tall, and I am a little over 1.8 meters. And he looks stronger than me, and his eyes are sharper than mine.

So as soon as I got on the field, I got a lot of boos.

Boos didn't need words at all, and it quickly became clear to me that these people were laughing at me.

But I didn't mind and waited for the fight to start.

I adjusted my breathing, my body, my strength, and so on, and everything was in harmony. At the same time, I'm keeping an eye on Evan's actions, as he has raided in the past.

The referee suddenly came to the stage and said a word in English!

"Peng!"

In a second when I was stunned, Evan punched me, and I was beaten to the point that I had a nosebleed.

Before I could fight back, his fist continued to hit my head, chest, and various vulnerable parts at a rapid speed, and I fell to the ground, looking miserable.

In everyone's opinion, it was a no-brainer and I should have lost this match.

However, I didn't give up, and my two months of hard work couldn't be defeated by this ordinary guy. 、

I struggled to my feet, and Evan kicked me up, and I fell to the ground again, my face covered in blood, and I looked very serious.

“Ithinkyousurrender,maybeI'llforgiveyou!” The American suddenly said something and smiled at me.

That smile is very kind.

At this time, Song Qingmei, who was outside the court, translated for me.

My face changed suddenly, and I stood up again and said, "Inevergiveup!"

This is one of the few English I know, and Evan probably understands it, and starts to attack me continuously, without showing mercy!

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