The enthusiasm of the audience in the stands was even higher than when Shan Qing came out. Although they didn't know Han Sanqian's name, everyone was shouting the word "boxing champion" and seemed to regard Han Sanqian as a member of the underground boxing ring.
The new boxing champion.
This is a world where strength is respected. For underground black boxers, the winner is king. They will not simply worship someone's name. As long as a stronger one appears, they will abandon the former without hesitation.
This is not a sign of being a loser, but a simple recognition and pursuit of the strong.
In the private stand, Zhou Yangfu was trembling with anger. In his eyes, Dao Twelve would never be able to make a comeback in the underground black boxing world of Yuncheng in his lifetime, and with the existence of a strong man like Shan Qing, he would definitely be able to secure the top spot.
The name of the boss of the boxing ring.
But Zhou Yangfu never expected that Shan Qing would be knocked out with one punch just a few days after enjoying such an honor, and he was still a very inconspicuous boy.
Declare war on the entire Qinglong Boxing Stadium. If no one accepts the challenge, the reputation of the Qinglong Boxing Stadium will be ruined.
But even Shan Qing was no match for him. Zhou Yangfu knew that sending others would only add more honor to this kid.
"Who is this guy? How could Dao Twelve find such a master!" Zhou Yangfu gritted his teeth helplessly. The emergence of Han Sanqian completely broke his control over the underground black boxing in Yuncheng. This was something Zhou Yangfu didn't want to do.
Accept it but be powerless to stop it.
"Boss, do you want to check his background?" a subordinate asked Zhou Yangfu.
Zhou Yangfu looked at Han Sanqian on the ring with burning eyes. Zhou Yangfu was very curious about his background. However, if he was to investigate such a strong person, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Don't worry, let me think of another way." The arrogant Zhou Yangfu actually compromised because he did not dare to offend Han Sanqian easily.
"What should we do now? Do we want to send boxers on?" the subordinate continued to ask.
After hearing these words, Zhou Yangfu was furious. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only vent it on his subordinates. After a series of punches and kicks, Zhou Yangfu shouted at the top of his lungs: "Are you fucking stupid? Even Shan Qing is no match for you.
Are you going to continue sending people up to die?"
On the ring, Han Sanqian, who had been waiting for no response, smiled slightly and walked down the ring.
Zhou Yangfu relied on Shan Qing for all his support. Now that Shan Qing was knocked out by him with one punch, it was expected that he would not send anyone to fight.
The eyes of the boxing ring were focused on Han Sanqian. When everyone saw him walking down the ring, they were a little disappointed and started to curse at Qinglong Boxing.
"What a bullshit Qinglong Boxing Stadium. They avoided the fight at home. It's really embarrassing."
"Damn it, I will never come to Qinglong Boxing Stadium to watch boxing again. A bunch of losers want me to spend money. It's really not worth it."
"Zhou Yangfu was quite arrogant just now. He didn't expect to turn into a coward so quickly. He didn't dare to say a word. It seems like it would be better not to come to this shabby place in the future."
Very strong dissatisfaction broke out among the audience, and they all expressed their willingness to no longer come to Qinglong Boxing Stadium to watch boxing.
After Dao Twelve and Zhou Bo walked to Han Sanqian, Dao Twelve asked: "Brother Sanqian, where are you going now?"
"The boxing ring will open tomorrow, why don't you go back and get ready?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.
Dao Twelve was stunned. With the current situation of Qinglong Boxing Stadium, his boxing gym could indeed seize this opportunity to reopen. However, such a surprise came too suddenly. Dao Twelve couldn't believe it.
After walking out of the Qinglong Boxing Arena, Zhou Bo said, "Brother Sanqian, are you free?"
"What do you mean?" Han Sanqian looked at Zhou Bo in confusion.
Zhou Bo glanced at Dao Twelve awkwardly. Although Dao Twelve had already explained it very clearly to him, he still wanted to ask more. What if Han Sanqian agreed?
"Brother Sanqian, if you are free, accept me as your apprentice." Zhou Bo said.
Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly and said, "Well, you should just follow Twelve. How can I be qualified to be your master?"
"Yes. Of course, brother Sanqian, you knocked out a strong man like Shan Qing with one punch, how could you not be qualified to be my master?" Zhou Bo said.
Only he himself knows the pain in Han Sanqian's heart.
His strength has not improved much. This power of unknown origin may disappear at some point. He does not think that he is real now.
However, Han Sanqian had no way to tell Dao Twelve and Zhou Bo about these words.
"Go back early, I'm going home to rest." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he walked away alone.
Zhou Bo sighed, even though he had already guessed that this would be the result. He was still a little disappointed in his heart.
"Brother, Brother Sanqian is getting more and more confusing. Now I gradually understand why you follow him." Zhou Bo said.
"He has a unique charm, and you will slowly see it in the future. I don't guarantee that he can give you a glorious future, but I am sure that you will never regret following him." Dao Twelve said firmly.
said.
When Han Sanqian returned home, he was surprised to see Qi Yiyun in silk pajamas sitting in the living room watching TV. Because when he left before, he had obviously waited for Qi Yiyun to go back to the room to sleep.
"Aren't you asleep?" Han Sanqian asked Qi Yiyun in confusion.
Qi Yiyun was indeed asleep, but when she heard Han Sanqian close the door and leave, she tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, so she simply went to the living room to wait for Han Sanqian.
"I'm afraid you'll be beaten again and need me to rescue you," Qi Yiyun said.
"In your eyes, am I so weak? Tonight I knocked out a master of black boxing with one punch." Han Sanqian said with a smile.
Qi Yiyun pursed his lips and said as if he didn't believe it, "You are a master of black boxing. I think you just got carried away after solving some kind of Xiami character."
Han Sanqian shrugged and said: "If you have heard the name Shan Qing, you will know whether he is a Xiami character. It's a pity that you don't know about the underground black boxing. I am too lazy to explain to you. Go back to the room and sleep."
After saying that, Han Sanqian went back to the room directly, and did not see Qi Yiyun sitting on the sofa with a shocked expression.
Although Qi Yiyun didn't know much about the world of underground black boxing, she had heard of Shan Qing's name.
Ever since the Qinglong Boxing Field became popular, Qi Yiyun had heard Dong Hao mention it. Since the Qinglong Boxing Field was mentioned, she would naturally know about this strong man in the field.
According to Dong Hao, Shan Qing was very strong, and he did not dare to take it lightly even when he fought with Shan Qing. How could Han Sanqian possibly KO Shan Qing with one punch?
"I didn't expect that you would become better and better at bragging, but what's the point of bragging in front of me." Qi Yiyun pouted and went back to the room to rest.
Han Sanqian was lying on the bed in large letters, not closing his eyes and falling asleep, but thinking about what this inexplicable power was about.
After several verifications, he was now able to confirm that he indeed possessed amazing power. There was no need to question this point. However, Han Sanqian had no idea where the power came from.
Is it possible that there really is a god standing three feet above his head? Is it possible that some god of war gave him strength?
This idea made Han Sanqian happy. It was absurd, uninhibited, and extremely stupid. Not to mention that he was an atheist, even if there was a god, it would be impossible for him to give him power for no reason.
"It seems that we can only ask Grandpa Yan." Han Sanqian took a deep breath. If he couldn't solve the confusion, he could only ask Lord Yan to help him solve his doubts.
That night, Han Sanqian did not wake up in the middle of the night because of a headache, but when he woke up the next morning, he felt a splitting headache that made him curl up on the bed and tremble continuously. The whole headache process lasted for half a day.
For several hours, Han Sanqian felt as if he had gone through a life-or-death calamity.
When the headache slowly dissipated, Han Sanqian was covered in sweat and felt very exhausted.
"Do you want breakfast?" Qi Yiyun's voice came from outside the door.
Han Sanqian said feebly: "You eat first, and I'll sleep for a while."
Qi Yiyun feels a little strange. Recently, Han Sanqian has been getting up later and later. It is not like his previous life pattern at all. However, Qi Yiyun can understand. After all, Han Sanqian is facing too many troubles now. He can't sleep at night and wakes up in the morning.
