Chapter 192: Making up for Qing Chen's Shortcomings

In the small apartment...

Li Shutong said, "In the match just now, you could actually use the Knight's Qi to win."

Qing Chen asked, "But I'm trying to gain actual combat experience after all, so I want to win with just fists. Also, Master, after trying my Qi last time, I found out that it can indeed make people cry. Are there any former Knight's Qi the same as mine?"

Li Shutong said, "Knights have different types of infuriating energy, but there is really no repetition. Your martial uncle's Qi can make people vomit, your martial grandfather's Qi can make people feel electric shocks, your martial granduncle's Qi... can make people like him."

"Wait, wait, wait..." Qing Chen looked at Master inexplicably in shock, "Why is my martial granduncle's Qi so domineering?"

"I don't know," Li Shutong sighed, "During actual combat, his Qi is quite effective. It can make his opponent's morale drop. Can you just imagine? Someone's trying to fight him to death, and suddenly, that person couldn't attack anymore."

"Master, it looks like your Qi is still considerably relative," Qing Chen said emotionally.

"Of course not everyone's knight's true energy is good for fighting," Li Shutong said, "there is a senior knight whose true energy can give people the illusion of excitement. It was very hard."

Qing Chen was dumbfounded.

However, at this time Li Shutong said, "No Knight had the same Qi in the history of our organization, aside from you."

Qing Chen was puzzled, "Me? Is there another Knight who had Qi that could make others cry?"

"Yes," Li Shutong nodded.

"Which one of my ancestors had such Qi?"

"The founder of the Knights organization, the one who carved the words 'Forever Young' on the cliff of the Qingshan Great Cliff," Li Shutong stood up, "Rest early, I'll be going out to do something."

Qing Chen asked, "Master, can I go to the boxing club myself?"

"Of course you can, and that's where you should go the most often right now," Li Shutong said, "After you can easily defeat a tigerweight boxer, you can then start to consider the next Life and Death challenge."

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Countdown 40:00:00.

At eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

Qing Chen got up from the bed in a daze, and when he got up, the injuries all over his body began to strike him with pain. He felt as if his whole body was about to split open.

But he didn't make a sound and just moved slowly to the door. "Who is it?"

Yangyang's voice sounded, "It's me, let's go to school together!"

"Umm... about that..." Qing Chen hesitated for a moment, "I have something else to do and won't be going to school today. You can go by yourself."

Yangyang asked, "What's wrong with your voice? It sounds a little strange."

At this moment, half of Qing Chen's face was swollen like bread, and air leaked from his mouth whenever he tried to speak, making his words quite distorted.

He didn't want to go to school because he was worried that his classmates would see him looking like a demon.

Moreover, he was really having some trouble moving around today, as his wounds were still hurting whenever he walked.

Qing Chen was a strong person. No matter how much pain he was going through right now, he didn't make a sound.

But being strong didn't mean he had to go to school with his injuries. That wouldn't be strong anymore. It would be stupid.

Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "I'm fine, you should head to the school now or else you'll be late."

Yangyang lowered her voice and said, "Uncle told me that you were injured in the boxing ring, and now your nose is bruised and your face is swollen. Let me take care of you."

Qing Chen, "???"

What is all this about???

"Go go go, I don't need to be taken care of right now!" Qing Chen said.

"Okay, I'll bring you dinner tonight," Yangyang's crisp laughter faded away.

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At this moment, Qing Chen was resting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He knew that Li Shutong brought him to the boxing ring to help him quickly gain some combat experience.

Every Knight grew by large intervals every time, so Knights must have a process of familiarizing themselves to their own strength.

It was like a small child who suddenly got 10 million yuan, but the child only knew that 10 million yuan could be used to buy candy and didn't know that 10 million could also be used to buy houses, cars, and RVs...

Fighting to the death took place in the boxing clubs every day, and the boxers were also the most proficient with the skills and techniques of fighting, so Knights from all generations went there to train.

Qing Chen needed to learn the best techniques from the best boxers in the best boxing gym.

At that time, he would no longer be an idiot who happened to have strength in his body.

Thinking of this, Qing Chen ended today's replay of his memory and made a call with his phone, "Hi, I'm Guang Xiaotu, may I have a van to pick me up?"

Jiang Xiaotang's laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Sure, I will arrange it for you. You are one of the most popular boxers in our boxing gym right now, so of course you can come whenever you want. Let me check... The address your father left is Luoshen Building, right?"

"Yes, that's correct, thank you," Qing Chen hung up the phone.

He was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, shouldn't the staff of the boxing club answer such calls? Why did it go directly to the boxing club owner's phone?

Soon, the van arrived. Qing Chen sat in the back of the luxurious vehicle and found that the table next to the seat already had fruit and refreshments on it prepared for him.

The black van passed through the massively intricate city, as it was driving in a maze.

Around ten minutes later, the van drove directly into the back door of the boxing club. When Qing Chen got off the van, he was a bit shocked.

He saw Huang Zixian waiting for him in a wheelchair. When Huang Zixian saw Qing Chen, he struggled and stood up.

Huang Zixian pushed away the assistant who wanted to help him and bowed to Qing Chen: "Boss Jiang told me you were coming, so I came out of the hospital next door and waited here. I just want to say thank you. "

Qing Chen shook his head and said, "Actually, there is no need for this. You were no longer able to fight at that time, so I didn't need to kill you."

Huang Zixian said, "Others in the octagonal cage may not be as. Maybe you didn't come to boxing clubs often to watch the matches happening here, so you don't know how cruel the octagonal cage is. But I know that very well. What a place this is, and thank you on behalf of my wife and children. If I had died yesterday, they would have ended badly for my family."

Before Qing Chen could say anything, Huang Zixian continued, "My thanks are sincere, I may not be able to show more substantial sincerity now, but time will tell. I owe you my life. I will finish arranging my family affairs as soon as possible, and when the time comes, my life can be returned to you at any time."

Qing Chen looked at Huang Zixian's serious eyes.

They were opponents in the boxing ring, but off the ring, each of them was also a living human being. Like others, the boxers too had wives, children, and relatives. They tell jokes and like to drink.

Qing Chen hadn't thought about what kind of a person his opponent might be before, but at this moment, he also felt the courage and personality of a tigerweight boxing champion.

Qing Chen was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll accept the favor you owe."