Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 232: 189. The Bloody Youth in the Octagon Cage! (Explosion, ask for monthly tickets!)

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Qing Chen stood in the Octagon cage, showing no intention of taking a break from the stage.

“Hey, kid, need a break?” Uncle Li Dong appeared at the edge of the cage, asking with a smile.

Qing Chen turned to look at his master and said with a smile, “Resting or not makes no difference.”

“How did you feel about the previous fights?” Uncle Li Dong asked, cheerfully.

“No feeling,” Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, “To be precise, before I could feel anything, they’d already fallen.”

“You sure talk bigger than your uncle,” Uncle Li Dong commented, “The next fight they’re arranging for the top contender from the Tiger Grade to face you, scared?”

“Not scared,” Qing Chen shook his head, “After all, I can’t die with Master here.”

“Your uncle thought the same thing before,” Uncle Li Dong sighed, “On the stage, he was nearly killed by a Land Cruise Grade fighter. When he turned around, he saw me on the bleachers flirting with a young woman, not even watching his fight. At that moment, your uncle almost despaired, realizing he could only rely on himself.”

“Then to make me feel a crisis, Master, you go find someone to flirt with as well,” Qing Chen said expressionlessly.

“Respect your elders,” Uncle Li Dong laughed.

“What grade were you in at the time, Master?” Qing Chen stood by the Octagon’s side, asked curiously through the black wire mesh.

“Of course, Land Cruise Grade!” Uncle Li Dong said.

“Master, I remember you said your first time on the boxing stage was just after your first brush with life and death?” Qing Chen challenged.

“Ha ha, did I say that?” Uncle Li Dong turned and walked toward the stands.

However, he suddenly seemed to remember something and came back to the side of the cage, “You can’t use weapons on the stage, or else even a hair infused with True Qi could be used like the Autumn Leaf Knife.”

Qing Chen subconsciously glanced at Uncle Li Dong’s hair.

“What are you looking at, kid,” Uncle Li Dong said, a bit vexed, “But what I do want to tell you is that once a Knight is promoted, he is always the top of his grade, and can hold his own bare-handed against anyone. So have some confidence. Also, you always have your own unique advantage.”

After saying this, Uncle Li Dong left.

Qing Chen pondered silently, what unique advantage did he possess?

What advantage?

At that moment, gamblers in the stands suddenly recognized Uncle Li Dong, “Isn’t that the old guy who just bought our tickets? He actually knows the fighter!”

“Damn, we’ve been played by these two! That Qing Xiaotu was concealing his strength in the first round, all so that middle-aged man could buy up the tickets easily!”

“Damn, that’s too shady!”

“Didn’t the middle-aged man say he only bought tickets that passed the filter?” someone asked.

“Yes, he only bought those!”

The gamblers suddenly froze; this meant that the middle-aged man was utterly confident Qing Xiaotu would definitely win through!

After spending so much money, he definitely wasn’t just throwing it away for nothing.

This was absolute confidence!

While they were contemplating, some gamblers had already gotten up and were rushing to the betting window.

However, there was already a notice hanging outside the betting window: system malfunction, emergency repairs underway.

For a moment, the gamblers were unsure whether it was a real or fake malfunction.

The sound of a horn slowly rose as ten strong men beside the Octagon lifted the huge horns.

Among the sounds of the horn, Huang Zixian came out of the fighters’ tunnel, accompanied by his coach, team leader, and a beautiful woman.

He had a Golden Belt over his shoulder, and among all the tattoos on his body, the Blue Evil Ghost on his chest was the most eye-catching.

Standing outside the Octagon, he raised his hand to signal the crowd, and sudden cheers erupted throughout the boxing gym.

This was the most popular fighter in the boxing gym below the Land Cruise Grade.

Qing Chen watched silently; this was his first time facing a Transcendent of the same grade in a head-on battle. There were no rules of Taboo Land here, and inside the Octagon, there were no environmental factors for him to exploit.

The Octagon was a place where two fierce beasts must fight to determine a victor, or life and death, under absolute fairness.

At that moment, Huang Zixian happened to turn his head and calmly lock eyes with him.

Even for someone like Qing Chen, who had experienced real combat, he finally understood that the boxing ring was just that, and the opponent had once been the King here, while he was merely a rookie making his debut.

In the private room, Li Yinuo watched the scene with a cold gaze, “On normal days, rookies in the classification matches would get to Tiger Grade at most, and they’d never let an old Boxing King take the stage. Jiang Xiaotang seems to want Qing Xiaotu to make a name in one fight, to become a cash cow for her Begonia Boxing Gym.”

Nan Gengchen was puzzled, “Who is Jiang Xiaotang?”

“She’s the woman in the golden dress we saw when we came in,” Li Yinuo said, “She’s the owner of this Begonia Boxing Gym and the woman all the clans in City Number 18 least want to mess with.”

“I thought her arranging the Boxing King to fight Qing Xiaotu was to put an end to Qing Xiaotu’s qualifying, after all, the opponent is the Tiger Grade Boxing King,” Nan Gengchen voiced his confusion.

“Because I bet on Qing Xiaotu to get through,” Li Yinuo looked at Nan Gengchen, “So she’s certain that Qing Xiaotu will win against anyone in the Tiger Grade. That clever woman always coats her words with honey laced with poison; I still prefer you, sweetheart.”

Nan Gengchen was silent for a long time, “It’s hard to tell if you’re complimenting me or insulting me.”

“Shh,” Li Yinuo turned to the Octagon, “It’s starting.”

This time, however, the bout between Qing Chen and Huang Zixian started off in a way that surprised everyone.

From the first second, Huang Zixian assaulted him fiercely, driving him to the edge of the Octagon cage.

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