Chapter 190: I Won't Kill You

Qing Chen thought, perhaps this is a world that only belongs to beasts.

Top predators prowl this world and could only survive if they are ferocious enough.

Cao Wei was like this, and so was Huang Zixian. Qing Chen would face many opponents like them in the future. He must raise his spirits and make himself calmer and fiercer in order to survive.

Qing Chen hit Huang Zixian punch after punch. The sound of breathing became heavier and heavier, and the speed of his punches became slower and slower.

But Huang Zixian saw through his disguise and remained unmoved, still waiting for his opportunity.

Two minutes later, Huang Zixian suddenly revealed an opening behind his left ear. Qing Chen's eyes brightened as he saw this and subconsciously swung his left fist toward there.

Huang Zixian took the chance and suddenly gave up his defense, trying to hug Qing Chen's legs.

He wanted to control Qing Chen's legs and lift them up, then slamming Qing Chen back to the ground

The audience stood up in surprise.

Jujitsu was Huang Zixian's famous skill. Once Qing Chen was thrown to the ground, it would be all over for Qing Chen.

However, Li Shutong saw that Qing Chen was not panicking but smiling.

Li Shutong also smiled.

What was the most powerful aspect of his disciple?

Strength as a peak E-level cultivator? No.

Courage to fight with his life on the line? No.

His disciple's most powerful aspect was the brain, the ability to calculate.

Before the match, Qing Chen watched Huang Zixian's previous boxing match, but after entering the ring, he pretended to be completely unfamiliar with Huang Zixian tactics.

He was first beaten...

Then started fighting back.

But Qing Chen knew very well that he never had a chance to make a fatal blow.

So from the beginning of this boxing match, Qing Chen and Huang Zixian fought for so long just waiting for this moment.

He waited for Huang Zixian to pretend to reveal an opening just like what Huang Zixian did in the video. Like what Huang Zixian expected, he punched with his left arm and revealed his opening as well.

The next moment, when Huang Zixian ducked down and wanted to grab Qing Chen's legs, Qing Chen did not lose his balance but shot out his right arm, hitting the opponent's head from the back.

Everything went as Qing Chen had expected as if it was a show.

He held back a little. If he used all his strength, Huang Zixian would undoubtedly die after being hit on the back of his head.

There were many incredible turning points in the match this time. The audience thought that the new boxer Xiao Tu was going to be finished, but Xiao Tu didn't fall. Instead, Huang Zixian suddenly let go of his arms and fell crookedly on the ground, struggling to get up.

Qing Chen got on Huang Zixian's body, crushing his opponent's last strength with each punch.

At this time, the audience in the stands also realized that Huang Zixian's defeat was inevitable, and someone stood up excitedly, "Kill him! Kill him!"

In the dark steel forest, the long-suppressed beast nature of those spectators and gamblers was released in this boxing arena.

They wanted to see someone die in the cage tonight!

There was no staff to stop them. The staff seemed to have been instructed not to stop Qing Chen from killing Huang Zixian in the octagonal cage.

However, Qing Chen suddenly said softly to Huang Zixian, "Surrender, I won't kill you."

In an instant, Huang Zixian, who was seriously injured and on the verge of collapse, finally couldn't hold up anymore. He fell to the ground panting, and said in a quiet voice, "Thank you."

It wasn't until this moment that Qing Chen realized how cruel the octagonal cage was.

As a loser, there was a good chance of dying.

Everyone was waiting for Qing Chen to kill Huang Zixian, but he didn't do it.

Qing Chen stood up, looked at the referee outside the cage, and said calmly, "It's over. Announce the results, I won't kill him."

The referee hesitated for a moment. After hearing the instructions from his headset, he nodded to the host, "Announce the results."

The host suddenly said enthusiastically, "Guang Xiaotu, is the winner!"

Qing Chen has passed the qualifying match tonight. He could choose whether to participate in the cruiserweight match afterward.

As usual, those who didn't bet that Qing Chen could clear all matches threw their betting tickets toward Huang Zixian.

Tickets fluttering in the sky were like confetti celebrating Qing Chen's win.

Next, it was the winning gamblers' turn to raise their tickets and cheer.

But everyone soon realized a problem. None of them have any tickets left...

Normally, the winners and losers would be in stark contrast in the stands. Some would be cheering and others angry.

But after this match, the audience was quite weird. Everyone was angry.

There was no winner at all...

The virtue-less middle-aged man had bought almost all the tickets from the audience!

On the other hand, Li Shutong had already exchanged all the tickets and asked the boxing club to transfer the money to a Li Corporation Tech Development Bank account under Qing Chen's name.

The amount won was more than expected, because many people bought it when the odds were 1 to 17, and the final amount was 13.26 million!

Tonight, Li Shutong directly made Qing Chen a multimillionaire through a Knights' tradition.

Although this amount of money was still minuscule for the ultra-rich, in school, there probably wouldn't be many students richer than Qing Chen.

Perhaps, it was many students' dreams to be rich while still in school.

In the private room, Li Yinuo sat on the sofa comfortably. Jiang Xiaotang stepped in on her high heels and said with a smile, "I heard that Miss Yinuo is looking for me?"

"Yes," Li Yinuo said, "You must have made a lot from what I said tonight, right? I saw the odds of betting on Qing Chen winning dropped by 4x as soon as you left the private room."

Jiang Xiaotang smiled and said, "Of course, it's all thanks to Miss Yinuo's blessing."

"Since technically I made the money for you, I also have a request," Li Yinuo turned to look at Jiang Xiaotang, whose red lips looked extra alluring in the dim light.

Jiang Xiaotang said, "Miss Yinuo, even if you make ten requests, I'll agree to every single one of them."

Li Yinuo pointed to Qing Chen who was still panting in the octagonal cage and said, "From now on, let him fight as he wishes. If he doesn't want to fight, don't play any tricks to force him."

It was said that no matter when one saw the beautiful owner of the Haitang Boxing Club, she would always be smiling. However, at this moment, her smile disappeared, "Miss Yinuo, the Haitang Boxing Club is a business. Having good fighters fight would naturally make business better."

"So, are you refusing my request?" The muscular Yinuo sat up straight.

Jiang Xiaotang said calmly, "Not exactly. I just want to say that it'll depend on Guang Xiaotu's own decision. I won't force him to do anything, but I believe Haitang Boxing Club will definitely have attractive enough for him to fight."

Li Yinuo stood up with a smile, and said deeply as she walked past Jiang Xiaotang, "End up digging a pit for yourself."

After speaking, she left with Nan Gengchen and Li Tongyun.

On the way back, Li Tongyun asked worrisomely, "Sister Yinuo, that young boxer seems injured. Will he be okay?"

"He's fine," Li Yinuo rubbed Xiao Tongyun's head, "Those injuries look scary but are just on the surface."

Jiang Xiaotang stood in the empty private room, silently looking into the octagonal cage through the glass window. She smiled, then walked out and into another private room.

Here, Zhou Mo, the middleweight boxer who gave up the fight before, was pinned down and kneeling on the ground.

Without saying a word, Jiang Xiaotang took two daggers from her subordinate in a black suit and stabbed them steadily into Zhou Mo's abdomen.

The woman looked at Zhou Mo's painful expression, and said calmly, "Don't blame me. The rules are the rules. You don't have to accept the match at Haitang Boxing Club, but once you accept it, you have to commit. If there's no punishment, wouldn't people just think I'm a joke?"

Although Zhou Mo was in unbearable pain, he didn't complain, "I understand the rules."

The woman said to the subordinate, "Okay, let him go. Let him walk to the hospital down the street. Remember, the daggers cannot be pulled out before entering the hospital."

At this time, the host outside the octagonal cage said passionately, "Tonight, Afan's journey as the boxing champion is being repeated in front of our eyes, right here in the Haitang Boxing Club. I believe that everyone who witnessed this exciting moment with me will never forget..."

Qing Chen walked out with a blank expression on his face. He felt like his whole body was going to fall apart any second.

In addition to the swelling of both arms, Qing Chen's ribs on both sides were bruised, and his outer thighs were also red and swollen from Huang Zixian's sweeping kick.

Half of Qing Chen's cheek was covered in blood.

The reckless way of fighting was indeed fierce, but it really hurt after the fight was over!

He limped toward the locker room, and the staff in the audience immediately came up to him, "Mr. Xiaotu, the Haitang Boxing Club has prepared an exclusive locker room for you. The medical staff and your father are all waiting for you there."

"Okay, lead the way," said Qing Chen.

After this qualifying match, everything was different.

According to the staff, if he wanted to come to the boxing club in the future, he could simply call the place and a van would pick him up.

There was a large plate of fruit prepared for him in the dressing room. Steps away, he also saw a luxurious bathroom.

This was a real cash cow's privilege.