Star of tomorrow

Today, Qi Chen's game time was relatively late, and Ji Xing was not in a hurry to sit and wait. He helped Aunt Liu sell a lot of things, and while wandering around the stadium, he also heard a lot of gossip about Qi Chen.

Several people gathered around the window, undecided, and one said, "Buy to lose, buy to win?"

One said: "Win! He has lost so many times, can't he lose again?"

Another said: "If you all think like this, then he is definitely going to lose, otherwise how will he make money?"

"Hey, is he really a professional?" One person said, "How many games have you lost? Is it because you can't get along outside?"

"If he really can't do it, can the organizer hold it like this? Are you stupid?"

"I heard that something happened to him outside and he was kicked out."

"I've heard that too."

"From my point of view, he is so strong, maybe he was bullied by someone." One person tutted, "Blocking someone's way, right?"

Ji Xing turned his head and took a look, and said to himself: Not everyone in the Golden Triangle "don't ask about the past or the future", there are always people who gossip.

A tall, thin man with a beard and a tired expression squeezed into the crowd, frowned tightly with money in his hand, finally gritted his teeth and bet on Qi Chen, cursing: "I don't care what he was like before, I just care about him!" How about now! Every time I point to him to win, this time I bet on him to lose!"

The man took the red sign and walked out with a limp on one leg. The people around him laughed and said, "Li Lizi, don't you do the math for yourself first?"

Li Lizi let out a bah and limped away.

Ji Xing noticed that he was wearing cloth shoes, black cotton trousers, and a gray vest on his upper body, which looked strange and nondescript.

Aunt Liu came over, and seeing him staring at him curiously, she said, "That's Cripple Li, who usually runs a fortune-telling stall and has no other hobbies, but likes to gamble."

Aunt Liu sighed and shook her head: "This is the worst hobby, you must never learn it."

"No." Ji Xing smiled, "Don't worry."

Aunt Liu stuffed him with a box of yogurt, took the wooden box off him, and persuaded: "Okay, you go to rest, and I'll do the rest, how can I ask you to help me for a long time?" She was half joking. Authentically, "Such a handsome guy, I can't afford your appearance fee."

Ji Xing suddenly laughed, with a suction pipe in his mouth: "I don't charge you money, I've been here for so long, and you are the one who treats me best."

"I'm the best for you?" Aunt Liu pushed him, pretending to be angry, "Where's Xiao Qi? It's not good to be such a white-eyed wolf!"

Ji Xing answered yes, and Aunt Liu asked him to sit and rest, while she walked along the crowd to the other side in the dark.

Ji Xing rubbed his shoulders. Qi Chen was right. His physical fitness was indeed too poor. In just a short while, the straps of the wooden box strangled his shoulders and neck sorely.

He rubbed his neck and found a place to sit down. Last time he only watched Qi Chen's match and left, but this time he watched other people's match carefully. With the same blood and passion, everyone's fighting style is different. There were even those who were ruthless and broke the opponent's arm, which looked very cruel.

In contrast, Qi Chen's professional quality is obviously much higher, and he can feel a little difference from his experience.

In the second half, Ji Xing fully integrated into the atmosphere of the game, and the voices of the people next to him became hoarse, and finally waited for Qi Chen to play.

Ji Xing let out a hoarse "Hey" and stood up to applaud Qi Chen. The cheers around him almost lifted the ceiling.

Qi Chen is a well-known figure in the black boxing competition, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the star of the black boxing competition.

With such a high popularity, even if he loses in a row, there are people betting on it—mainly because his games are the most passionate and interesting.It is indeed the organizer's "cash cow".

After the referee finished checking, he made a gesture. Ji Xing noticed that this time the opponent stepped forward and shook hands with Qi Chen. This was an action that no previous contestant had ever done.

Outside the octagonal cage, the opponent's coach and assistant looked serious, their eyes fell on Qi Chen and kept looking at him. Xiao Zhang tried to talk to him several times, but was ignored.

Xiao Zhang was not embarrassed either, he rubbed his hands together with a smile and stood aside. Ji Xing looked weird, so he heard the people next to him say:

"Who is this? Haven't seen it before?"

"New here?" Another person said, "Looks like he's physically fit? He's on par with Qi Chen."

This time, the opponent has very low body fat, is muscular, tall, and has a long arm span. He has a lot of advantages in the upper body. It is indeed comparable to Qi Chen, and he is not at the same level as Xiao Yong before.

Newcomer, but didn't ask Qi Chen to lose on purpose?Looking at the opponent's coach, he seems to be very concerned about Qi Chen's reaction?Ji Xing squinted his eyes, and a certain premonition rose in his heart.

The dazzling lights shone on the contestants, and the sound of "ding" started, and the cheers of the people around instantly drowned out Ji Xing's voice.

Qi Chen didn't have an employer this time, so he could let go of the fight, and it seemed that he was not as restrained as before.

It's just that the opponents in this game seem to have some real skills. One minute into the game, the two are still trying to find out, and they haven't played directly.

Qi Chen intentionally missed an opening, causing the opponent to move uncontrollably. He immediately turned around to dodge and counterattack with a backhand. This hit was accurate and powerful, causing the opponent to stagger, and the coaches in the audience immediately shouted.

"Hold on!"

Xiao Zhang also patted the cage below and shouted: "Catch up with the victory!"

Qi Chen does not have his own coach in the Golden Triangle, and he arranges his own training time on weekdays, with only one assistant and partner.He didn't rush forward, and waited for his opponent to stagger and stand still, kicked back again, and then received a few heavy punches, but the opponent stabilized his figure at this moment, dodged with a low body, and Qi Chen blocked the continuous kicks, but the opponent With so much strength, Qi Chen's elbows and arms went numb.

With long arms, Qi Chen has no advantage in standing skills. After parrying a few heavy punches, the opponent suddenly stepped forward for a bear hug. I don't know what effect it has at all, but it actually consumes a lot of physical strength for the players, and each other is silently grabbing the sovereignty, trying to throw each other to the ground.

The shoulder and back muscles of both of them were tense, the muscles of the arms and thighs twitched slightly, sweat dripped down the temples, and the heavy panting kept rising and falling on the ring.

After embracing for a while, the opponent seized the upper hand, and Qi Chen was pressed on the octagonal cage. The opponent pushed knees and elbows one after another, and hugged Qi Chen by one leg and threw him on the stage.

Ji Xing stood up suddenly: "Qi Chen!"

"Hold on! Don't worry!" Xiao Zhang glanced at the time, "The time is coming!"

The opponent's coach glared and yelled: "Shoulder! Pay attention to the position of his upper arm!"

The two seem to be stuck together, and neither of them can shake the other for a while.

Qi Chen was experienced, he bent over the first time he fell, raised his fists and bent his knees, faced the enemy head-on, and at the same time found the right opportunity to kick the opponent's calf.

He was like a monster with suction on his back, tightly attached to the countertop, and he couldn't be pried away no matter what.