The result of the draw is not a happy thing, especially since the gamblers have lost a lot of money, and they are all depressed, and only the bookmakers who collect the bets have made a lot of money.

But this match was really an eye-opener: Qi Lang, the kid from the East, he made it to the end! He will definitely become a great warrior! The people of the Luman Empire have always admired courage and fighting spirit, and through this fist match to settle disputes, they finally began to realize that there was another brave warrior in the imperial army!

In contrast, Owu became the unlucky one. Not for anything else, just because he failed to defeat his opponent happily according to people's expectations, but caused everyone to lose everything. In addition to perfecting Qi Lang, this big strong man also turned himself into a stupid pig in the south that people laughed at. As he staggered out of the opera house, his boxing assistant, Corporal Badu, even deliberately forgot about him.

Now, the happiest man in the world is Gurf - his friend persevered to the end, and he was vindicated, and more importantly, he won four sylls because of it! Although Gurf had been restraining himself, in fact everyone could see that his mouth could not be closed.

"Are you alright? God, it looks like you're really badly hurt!" Gulf didn't care about the other people's eyes at this time, and got into the iron cage, set up Qi Lang, wiped the blood from his face with a towel, and dragged him out like dragging the corpse of an unconscious beast.

Qi Lang exhaled a long breath, as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep, smiled at Gurff, and replied, "I've never felt better than I do now, we won, didn't we?"

"Yes, we won, we won, Qi Lang!!" Gulf was so excited that he couldn't help himself, "That punch almost flattened his nose! Oh my God, how did you do that?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know. It seems that Qi Lang's mind is not fully clear, and he is also upside down when he speaks, "I just gave him a moment, who knew that he would be hit in the nose by magic." It seems to be completely subconscious. I originally thought that Ou's nose should be many times harder than the average person, but I didn't think it was also made of meat, and it was quite soft. ”

Gulf laughed, his shoulders trembling, and Qi Lang, who was leaning on him, was so painful that he almost sighed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Gulf quickly reached out and helped rub Qi Lang's swollen cheeks, "But, haha, that's really funny." Do you see O'U's swaying appearance? He was completely blindfolded, his nose sunken back, as if he had turned into a cross-eyed. He's definitely so angry right now, I don't think you should be staying in tent 31 tonight, I'm afraid he'll stealthily cut your head off while you're asleep. ”

Qi Lang recalled Ouwu's angry and surprised expression at that time, and he couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, Gulf. If he wants to continue the fight, I'll have the strength to punch him again. ”

When Qi Lang threw a punch at the imaginary round nose of Owu, he suddenly saw a figure in the crowd squeezing towards him. The man had a kind face with a smile that was incredibly warm.

"Dr. Coombe, it's great that you're here. Gulf exclaimed, "I think Qi Lang needs you." ”

Qom greeted Gulf and walked straight to Qi Lang.

"Looks like you can't get out of trouble, Qi Lang. Qom's smile seemed to carry a lot of concern, "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to cheer you on." But before I even came in, I had heard all about it. You're astonishing, I've heard someone suggest that a street be named after you in Shach. ”

Qi Lang laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Good idea!" Gulf chimed in, "he's a hero, he's going to be the most famous warrior of our Spinners sooner or later, and no one is better than him! ”

Qom laughed, patted Gulf on the shoulder and said, "You're right, Gulf. But until then, you'll have to take care of this hero for me, and help him come up with ideas the next time he remembers who he's going to duel again. Besides, I think this thing really needs to be handed over to you for safekeeping. ”

Qom handed Gulf a box of ointments that Qi Lang had used to heal the wounds on his face the last time he had a conflict with Owu. Qi Lang had seen Yuri use these ointments on some of the injured hunters, and he had to take a Bernie from them for a little match head. And such a large box of ointment should be a big debt of human affection.

Qi Lang was tempted to politely refuse Dr. Coombe's kindness, because he knew that he owed Dr. Coombe too much. But when he saw Dr. Coombe's eyes, he knew he couldn't do that, it would be as if he was rejecting his father's care, which would only make him sad and embarrassed.

And Gulf had already accepted the gift for Qi Lang: "Oh, that's great. Isn't that what I can use too?" was even greed in Gulf's eyes.

"I'd rather neither of you have a chance to use it. Coombe smiled again, crow's feet wrinkled at the corners of his eyes, and although he was only in his fifties, he looked older than Lao Zhan from years of hard work.

Coom slowly put away his smile and turned to Qi Lang very seriously, "I know I'm not qualified to teach you like this, but I think you have to learn to protect yourself, impulsiveness is a mistake that a child of your age will make, but there is often only a thin line between bravery and stupidity." You know I'm not talking about this boxing match, but about that crazy adventure. ”

Qi Lang lowered his head embarrassedly. In fact, he is also innocent in this matter. It's hard to believe what happened at the time, but he really didn't want to make such a big joke with his own life. But in the face of such an elder who cares about himself, what else can Qi Lang explain, just admit his mistake obediently.

"Remember to come to me if you have trouble, you know, Dr. Coombe's clinic never locks the door. Dr. Coombe patted Qi Lang on the shoulder, gave another command, and hurried away. Dr. Qom's clinic has been open for many years, and the responsibilities seem to be heavier than all the armies combined, and it is very rare to be able to meet Qi Lang at this time.

Although Qom didn't say much, Qi Lang was moved enough, and he felt as if he had a home in this town. Dr. Coombe's little clinic is the warmest place in the world, and although Yuri sometimes loses a little temper, compared to Dr. Coombe's kind smile, it looks like a few red peppers garnished on a plate of pizza, just an indispensable and warm seasoning adjunct. In Qi Lang's impression, home should be like that.

And Gulf seems to be going to have his own home in the town soon. The four Syr they won, plus some of their original savings, were estimated to be enough for Old Harry to buy a small house west of the town. They had been staring at it for a long time, and the dilapidated wooden house of less than twenty square meters was a little smaller, but old Harry could finally move into the city, and he no longer had to worry about the fierce beasts of the Black Forest.

With Gulf's support, Qi Lang walked out of the tall and majestic opera house with his chest puffed.

A red sun had hidden itself in the thick foliage of the oak forest to the west, and rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the leaves, and draped like soft veil over the high and low roofs of wooden houses. The rows of wooden houses were stacked neatly on both sides of Sheric Avenue like freshly baked soft cakes. All this in front of him is as wonderful as a fairyland in a fairy tale, although this is not his hometown, but in Qi Lang's opinion, the beauty here is almost no different from his hometown.

The Avenue of Sheric is spacious and tidy, as if it had just been covered with a glittering carpet of gold, waiting for the victors to take a glorious step on it. Qi Lang can finally walk proudly on this road, and the pedestrians and merchants on both sides will no longer point their fingers as before, and their eyes will have a little more recognition. It was a proud day, and even though Qi Lang paid a lot of money for it, it was all worth it.

As an Oriental who entered the barracks as a slave, Qi Lang made some fame for himself in most of the year, which is enough to be called a miracle. Of course, this can only be called a beginning for Qi Lang, he wants to achieve more, and his expectations of himself in his heart are far beyond Gulf's imagination. Qi Lang didn't have the heart to carefully consider how he had endured this boxing match now, anyway, he had already succeeded, and the merit would have half of him, which meant that the twenty spirit stones should also have half of him!

Beginner Warrior! Qi Lang is full of confidence in achieving his first goal - there will be no problem, ten primary spirit stones, how can he be enough to promote to the beginning of the Warrior! Qi Lang is now imagining that the battle flame in his chest will change color with a bang, and then, he will climb higher step by step until he becomes the most powerful warrior in the empire, leading thousands of troops and horses to rush into the enemy line in the great battle that will come sooner or later between the Luman Empire and the Otto Empire, so that those evil fanatics can get the fate they deserve!

But Gurf didn't seem to realize that his brother was excited, and he still kept muttering: "Quill will agree to this, I'm sure of it! It's not a big deal to change accommodation, either you move to my tent 39, or I move to your tent 31, in short, it's always a trouble for you to stay with O'U." ”