"Thank you." Wang Ge smiled and thanked the knife for his recognition, this continuous hour of training made him also hot, but he didn't sweat like the knife.

For this Wang Ge himself, he is also strange in his heart, in fact, confrontation training is very exhausting.

Although he has sparred countless opponents in the past five years, he has already formed his own set of styles, he is familiar with all kinds of factions, understands all kinds of power moves, and can also grasp the rhythm of attacks well, but strength is always his shortcoming, after all, he is only a fifth-level life.

The ring is set to have a one-and-a-half-hour sparring time, and the sparring partner can take five three-minute breaks in between. In other words, the formal sparring time is seventy-five minutes, with a break every fifteen minutes or so.

But even if Wang Ge has a wealth of experience in sparring, he can't stand the exertion of strength, and he has to rest for a maximum of ten minutes at a time - in fact, he is the kind of sparring partner that the knife despises and then loses strength after a few minutes, and it takes him half a day to get up after falling to the ground.

Today, he insisted on it for a full hour, you must know that the knife is a seventh-level life, and he is so tired that he is sweating profusely and his breath is uneven, and even his fingers tremble slightly when he unfastens the boxing bandage, and the knife is still a boxer who has undergone rigorous training, but Wang Ge feels that he is at ease, and it is no problem to continue fighting.

However, it was not only the knife that was happy in this hour, Wang Ge also felt very happy, his physical condition had never been so good, and he was even more energetic, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

"Brother Dao, there's still half an hour." Wang Ge walked to the boxer's locker room after seeing the knife unbandaged, and couldn't help but remind.

"Today is enough." Daozi looked back and smiled: "This hour of training is enough to be worth the usual three hours, hehe, thank you for your hard work." ”

After saying that, he walked out of the No. 22 training ground, and after changing clothes, a series of recovery processes such as a steaming high-imitation hot spring bath, a beautiful and powerful masseuse, and so on were waiting for him.

Of course, Wang Ge is not treated so well, he has a short rest, and he has to wait for the next fighter.

Before the second fighter arrived, Wang Ge checked the protective gear on his body again, and after making sure that there was no problem, the door had been pushed open, and the second fighter walked in.

This is a fat and round fat man, the whole person looks like a sphere, although he is covered in big fat, but his strength is far beyond the previous knife, and when he walks, the fat trembles all over his body, and Wang Ge can faintly feel the trembling of the ground.

It seems that he is an ancient martial arts fighter who has practiced outside the martial arts, and the experienced Wang Ge has already judged the other party's situation in advance......

For most of the day, Wang Ge received a total of five fighters, and he has already overfulfilled his work tasks today.

Under normal circumstances, a qualified sparring partner can receive three fighters in half a day. The work efficiency like Wang Ge is good enough.

This brought Wang Ge a total of one hundred and fifty yuan in Sun Coins, and when he went back and sold the herbs, not counting the snake belief grass, today's net income could reach three hundred Sun Coins.

It may seem like a lot, but to buy a house located in the elite area of the mountain city, one square meter will cost 20,000 sun coins, and a set of 80 square meters of two bedrooms and one living room will cost 1.6 million sun coins.

Wang Ge has an income like this every day, and it takes three years to save enough for a down payment without eating or drinking.

But in fact, today is completely Wang Ge's character outbreak, usually the herbs he collects can be sold for one hundred sun coins, thank God is already the limit, three sparring is already the limit, so there are only one hundred and ninety sun coins a day. If you encounter a complaint, you will also be deducted money......

As for the house in the noble area, it is even more sky-high, and Wang Ge doesn't even dare to think about it.

Even if Wang Ge's state today can be called "perverted", he is really tired after sparring five fighters in a row.

He sat on the ground with his tired back against the wall, slowly untying the knee pads of his legs in turn.

Between 1 p.m. and 5 p.m. every day, it is the time for fighters to spar. Because after dinner, night falls, and it's time for the fighters to fight.

Wang Ge broke out today because of the state of outbreak, a total of five fighters were sparring, but he missed the time unconsciously, it was already more than five o'clock, and the corridor outside had been quiet, and it seemed that Wang Ge was left alone on the entire floor.

After untying the knee pads and arm pads, Wang Ge moved his sore hands and feet, and was about to untie the soft rubber vest on his body, when suddenly the closed door of the No. 22 training ground was pushed open, followed by a strong smell of alcohol.

Wang Ge raised his head suspiciously, only to see an incomparably strong white man barging in, his shirtless clothes casually on his shoulders, the two chest muscles thicker than bricks on his chest had palm-wide heart hair, with the hideous bear head tattoo on his shoulder, and he was as fierce as a devil without speaking.

This white strong man was holding a bottle of the most popular domineering liquor among the boxers, sixty degrees, five catties, and he had drunk only the bottom.

Wang Ge knew him, and his nickname was "Big Bear", not only because he had a tattoo on his chest, but because he was as strong and fierce as a bear.

All the underground boxing arenas of the Earth Federation are the same, from low to high, they are divided into seven levels: D, C, B, A, S, SS, SSS, and SSS, and the level of fighters is also divided in the same way.

Rank C and Rank D are the lowest level of boxing matches, both of which are limited to a maximum of six health. The difference is that the D grade only determines the winner and the loser, while the C grade can decide life and death.

From the C level onwards, it is all a battle of life and death, the upper limit of the B level is the eighth level of life, and the upper limit of the A level is the tenth level of life. Further up, it is not a level that Wang Ge can touch, because there is no boxing match above A level in the Shancheng base.

For example, the first boxer knife of Wang Ge's sparring today is a C-level boxer, while the big bear is an eighth-level life, and he is playing a more advanced B-level game.

Big Bear is a newly rising powerhouse in the B-rank of the underground boxing arena of the mountain city base, and has won eight consecutive victories since entering the B-rank, and all eight of them have been beaten to death in the ring!

Wang Ge has no friendship with him, but because he once worked as a sparring partner for the big bear, he can be regarded as an acquaintance. And Wang Ge knew that this big bear had a violent temperament, was arrogant and domineering, coupled with his addiction to alcohol, and even maliciously injured the sparring partner, so the sparring partners were reluctant to answer his bell.

Seeing the big bear break in, Wang Ge frowned imperceptibly, but soon said to the big bear with a smile: "Brother Xiong, is there something?" ”

The big bear had a pair of bull's eyes that were red and red, closed the door with his backhand, and walked towards Wang Ge with a little vanity at the foot of the wine bottle, and snorted at the same time: "Nonsense! Lao Tzu came here, of course, to practice boxing! ”

"I'm sorry Brother Xiong, I didn't get notice, maybe you went to the wrong training ground? And you're late, and you're off work now, so please come back tomorrow. Wang Ge stood up and took two steps forward, and said with a smile, he will definitely not be able to spar with a big bear in this state, even if it is another day.

After drinking too much, the boxer will not be light or heavy, and it is very unsafe for human sandbags.

Especially a pervert like a big bear who entered the B-level arena and killed eight people in eight games, in case he injured Wang Geke, he would be miserable.

"Fart! Am I going wrong? When the am I going to miss it! The big bear roared angrily: "Raised by a son of a bitch!" Lao Tzu doesn't care if you get off work or not, today I will let you spar, **dare to say a word! ”

Wang Ge frowned, he didn't know whether the big dog bear was really drunk or pretending to be crazy with wine, but no matter what, he could only persuade him with good words: "Brother Xiong, I see that you drank alcohol today, which may affect the effect of training......

The big bear didn't hear it, and without a pause, he poured all the remaining liquor into his throat in one go, and then walked to Wang Ge with the empty wine bottle.

As if he hadn't heard what Wang Ge said, he grinned at Wang Ge with bloodshot eyes, revealing a mouthful of yellow and black rotten teeth: "What are you talking about?" ”

Before Wang Ge could speak, the big bear suddenly changed color, and smashed the wine bottle in his hand towards Wang Ge's head with a hideous face!

After five years of being a sparring partner, Wang Ge has long practiced dodging attacks as instinct, he didn't think much about it in a hurry, and reflexively slid back and retreated, who knew that this back "bang" hit the hard rough wall.

Even if the soft rubber vest cushioned the shock force of the rough wall, it still shook Wang Ge's chest.

There was a crisp sound, the bottles slammed against the rough wall and shattered, and the glass ballast splashed everywhere. Wang Ge didn't care to avoid the broken wine bottle, because the iron fist as big as a small wine jar was already in hot pursuit.

Wang Ge's movements did not pause at all, and he slid on the ground, only to hear a muffled sound of "tom", and the iron fist made a dented fist mark on the rough wall!

The wall ash fell on Wang Ge's head, and the frightened Wang Ge rolled out a few meters on the spot, turned over and stood up, Wang Ge suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted to the big bear: "What are you doing!" ”

The big bear casually shook off the wall ash stuck to his fingers, and his red eyes stared at Wang Ge like a bear staring at its prey: "Dare to chirp with Lao Tzu, don't you know how Xiaozhong got into the hospital?" ”

Wang Ge's heart sank, knowing that he had suffered an unjustified disaster today, and he didn't know which sparring colleague he had prevented the disaster.

Entering the B-level boxing match and killing eight opponents in a row, even if he was drunk, it was still very dangerous for Wang Ge.

It is impossible to make sense with the drunk and violent big dog bear, Wang Ge did not hesitate to turn around and rush to the closed iron door, but he just rushed to the door, and suddenly felt a strong wind around him, and before his hand touched the doorknob, Wang Ge hurriedly followed his instinct to dodge in a flash.

"Tom-"

There was a muffled sound, and I saw a big foot wearing land combat boots suddenly kick on the door, and actually kicked the metal doorknob to smash, and even kicked the thick iron door out of a shallow shoe print, and the pattern on the sole of the shoe was clearly visible as if carved by a knife!

"Want to run? Hum ......" The big bear sneered and slowly turned around, approaching Wang Ge step by step, his red eyes were full of madness, tyranny, and killing, like a cold-blooded butcher facing pigs and sheep to be slaughtered.