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192, make up for Qingchen's shortcomings

In a small apartment.
Li Shutong said: "In that battle just now, you can actually use the knight's true energy to win."
Qingchen asked: "After all, it is to cultivate practical experience, so I want to win with real fists and feet. By the way, Master, I tried it last time. My knight's true energy can make people cry. Are there other knight seniors the same as me?"
Li Shutong said: "The knight's true energy is diverse, but there is no repetition. Your master's master's thing makes people vomit, your master's thing makes people feel electric shock, and your second master... makes people feel the illusion of like him."
"Wait!" Qing Chen looked at his master in shock and inexplicably: "Why is the second master's knight's true energy so domineering?"
"I don't know this," Li Shutong sighed: "In the actual combat process, his knight's true energy is quite good, and it can make people's aura decrease. He is fighting with him for life and death, but he suddenly can't do it."
"In this way, your true energy is already relatively serious, Master," Qingchen sighed.
"Of course, not everyone's knight's true qi is beneficial to combat," said Li Shutong: "The true qi of a knight senior can make people feel excited. When the senior injected the knight's true qi into the enemy for the first time, he was beaten and beaten very fiercely."
Qingchen was stunned when he heard this.
However, at this time, Li Shutong said: "In the Knights organization, no one has ever repeated the effects of true qi and others, except for yours."
Qingchen wondered: "Me? Has there ever been a true energy that can make people cry?"
"Yes," Li Shutong nodded.
"Who else is this?"
"The founder of the Knights organization is the person who carved the four words "Forever Boy" on the cliff of the green mountains," Li Shutong stood up after saying that, "Get a break early, Master goes out to do something."
"Well," Qingchen asked, "Master, can I go to the boxing gym alone?"
"Of course, and that's where you should go the most now," said Li Shutong: "When you can easily defeat the tiger-level boxer, you can consider the next life and death threshold."
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Countdown 40:00:00.
At eight o'clock in the morning, a knock came from outside the door.
Qingchen got up from the bed in a daze. When he got up, his injuries all over his body began to hurt like a tear, as if his whole body was about to crack.
But he didn't say a word, just slowly moved to the door: "Who?"
Yangyang's voice sounded: "I'm going to school together!"
"That..." Qingchen hesitated for a moment: "I have something to do today and I won't go to school first, so you can go by yourself."
Yangyang asked, "What's wrong with your voice? It sounds like something is wrong."
At this moment, half of Qingchen's face was swollen like bread, and his words were a little leaky, so of course something was not right.
The reason why he didn't go to school was because he was worried that his classmates would see him as a ghost.
Moreover, he was indeed unable to move today, and it hurts if he moved a little.
Qingchen is a very strong person. Even if he hurts him no matter how much he feels.
But being strong doesn't mean he has to go to school with his injuries. That's not being strong, it's stupid.
Qingchen thought for a while and said, "I'm fine. You guys hurry up and go to school, otherwise you will be late."
Yangyang lowered his voice and said, "Uncle told me that you were injured in the boxing ring and now your nose is bruised and swollen. Please help me take care of you."
Qingchen: "???"
I will really thank you!
"Go quickly, go quickly, go quickly, I don't need to take care of you!" Qingchen said.
"Okay, I'll bring you some food tonight," Yangyang's crisp laughter gradually drifted away.
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At this moment, Qingchen was lying on the sofa and closing his eyes to rest.
He knew that the purpose of Li Shutong taking him to the ring was to allow him to digest the power he gained in actual combat.
Every knight is promoted to a stage jump, so they must have a process of getting familiar with themselves.
Just like a child suddenly got ten million, but he only knew that he could buy lollipops with ten million, but he didn't know that ten million could be used to buy a house, a car, or a RV.
Death fighting occurs in the boxing gym every day, and boxers are also the group of people who are most proficient in fighting skills, so knights of all generations have been tempered there.
Qingchen wants to learn the best fighting skills from the best black boxer in the best boxing gym in the fourth zone.
At that time, he was not a fool with only power.
Thinking of this, Qingchen ended today's review and called with his mobile phone: "Hey, hello, I am Guang Xiaotu, can I ask the nanny car to pick me up?"
Jiang Xiaotang's laughter came from the opposite side of the phone: "Okay, let's make arrangements for you. You are a popular boxer in our boxing gym now, you can come anytime you want. Let me see, the address your father left is Luoshen Building, right?"
"Well, it's Luoshen Building, thank you," Qingchen hung up the phone.
He was a little confused. Logically speaking, shouldn’t this call be answered by the staff of the boxing gym? Why did he directly hit the boss of the boxing gym directly?
Soon the nanny car arrived. Qingchen sat in the luxurious nanny car and found that fruits and refreshments had been prepared for him on the table next to the seat.
The black nanny car passed through the huge and intricate city, as if walking between mazes.
A few dozen minutes later, the nanny car drove directly into the back door of the boxing gym, but when Qingchen opened the car door, he was stunned.
Huang Zixian was sitting in a wheelchair and waiting quietly. When he saw Qingchen get off the car, he stood up with difficulty.
But Huang Zixian pushed away the assistant who wanted to support him with his right hand, and then bowed to Qingchen: "Boss Jiang told me that you are coming, so I came out of the next hospital and waited here, so I wanted to say thank you."
Qingchen shook his head and said, "Actually, there is no need to. You no longer have the ability to fight at that time, so I don't need to kill you."
Huang Zixian shook his head: "The others in the octagonal cage may not be as kind as you. Maybe you didn't often come to places like boxing gyms and didn't often watch black boxing, so I don't know how cruel the octagonal cage is. But I know exactly where this is and I thank you for my wife and children. If I died yesterday, they would end up miserably."
Before Qingchen could say anything, Huang Zixian continued, "My thanks are sincere. Now I may not be able to have more substantial sincerity, but time will prove everything. I owe you a life. I will arrange the family affairs as soon as possible, and I can return this life to you at any time."
Qingchen looked at Huang Zixian, and the other party's eyes were extremely serious.
Everyone is the opponent in the boxing ring, but under the boxing ring, they are all living people. They have wives, children, relatives, and they can joke and drink.
Qingchen had not explored what kind of person the other party was before, but at this moment, he also felt the courage and personality of the tiger-weight boxing champion from the other party.
Chapter completed!
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