Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 234 190, I wonʼt kill you

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The rising star of the boxing world made the former Tiger Grade Boxing King cry!

The news spread like wildfire, reaching the entire Fourth District in the dead of night within just a minute.

The nocturnal crowd, originally busy in nightclubs and late-night eateries, saw the message on their phones and began flocking to the Begonia Boxing Gym.

Vehicles roared, and tonight the Begonia Boxing Gym became the brightest pearl in the Fourth District.

”You defeated an enemy” and ”You made an enemy cry” are two completely different concepts.

The former belongs to the logic of the normal world, the everyday person, while the latter invariably hints at the absurd and the playful.

So it was no wonder everyone was making a fuss; the fact that ”Qing Xiaotu” made Huang Zixian cry was too incredible.

It wasnʼt just the audience who was shocked—Qing Chen himself was too!

He had known that Knight Vital Energy was fierce, but he didnʼt expect his own Knight Vital Energy to be this fierce.

His masterʼs, Uncle Li Dongʼs, True Qi could cause a burning sensation inside the body.

His senior uncleʼs, Chen Jiazhangʼs, True Qi could induce a feeling of nausea.

Being hit with these two types of True Qi was certainly unpleasant, but the reduction in fighting capacity wasnʼt particularly horrifying.

However, Qing Chenʼs Knight Vital Energy was somewhat bizarre; the tears had glazed Huang Zixianʼs eyes, so much so that he couldnʼt see Qing Chenʼs attack routes clearly.

The most important thing in battle is vision; without it, one canʼt even walk steadily, let alone continue a fight to the death.

There are so few in this world who can discern position by sound.

However, Qing Chen had estimated that he had pumped about a third of his Knight Vital Energy into Huang Zixian before the latter reacted.

To infuse so much Knight Vital Energy into an opponentʼs body, it would take at least five or six punches.

At that moment, Huang Zixian was retreating to increase the distance between himself and Qing Chen while rubbing his eyes trying to clear his vision.

No matter how much he rubbed, the tears wouldnʼt stop.

But in such a state, Qing Chen still did not rush forward to end the fight easily; he walked slowly around the octagon cage, observing.

There, his formidable opponent, even unable to see clearly, quietly assumed a defensive posture with his arms, identical to the Jujitsu seen in videos from the Outer World by Qing Chen.

Huang Zixian was waiting for Qing Chen to approach, willing to endure a few punches if it meant getting the chance to use close-quarters strangulation techniques on him.

At that moment, even if Huang Zixian couldnʼt see his opponent, he still had a chance for a desperate counterattack.

Huang Zixian hadnʼt given up. y Virtual Library Empire

In his heart, Qing Chen thought that maybe this was a world that belonged only to beasts.

Top predators prowled in this world, surviving only by being fierce enough.

Cao Wei was like this, Huang Zixian too, and many opponents Qing Chen would face in the future; he needed to keep his wits about him and become colder and more vicious to survive.

At that moment, Huang Zixian stopped wiping his tears and let them stream down his face.

He slowed and lengthened his breathing, quietly waiting and listening to the footsteps in the octagon cage.

But then, the sound of Qing Chenʼs footsteps suddenly disappeared.

In all the spectatorsʼ eyes, the young man in the octagon cage was moving back and forth in a strange step pattern.

Barefoot, Qing Chen followed the stepping techniques taught to him by Ye Wan, changing his position silently.

Silently, altogether.

Back when Qing Chen learned this technique, he thought it was something anyone in the Inner World who was strong would know, but he later realized that not everyone has a master like Uncle Li, nor can everyone have a giant like Ye Wan as a sparring partner and teacher.

In an instant, Qing Chenʼs punch landed on Huang Zixianʼs right rib from the side.

Huang Zixian hadnʼt perceived Qing Chen approaching, and by the time he tried to seize Qing Chenʼs arm, his assailant had already moved far away after landing the blow.

Inside, Huang Zixian was shocked; why couldnʼt he hear the young manʼs footsteps at all!

A person weighing more than a hundred pounds walking in the octagon cage without making a sound!

One hit, and another.

Qing Chen was gradually dismantling Huang Zixianʼs combat capability, blood emerging from the opponentʼs mouth, half-kneeling at the edge of the octagon cage.

By then, spectators in the stands realized Huang Zixianʼs defeat was certain, and some started to excitedly stand up and chant, ”Kill him! Kill him!”

In the indifferent Steel Forest, the repressed bestial nature of the spectators and gamblers was unleashed in this boxing arena.

They wanted someone to die in the octagon cage tonight!

No staff intervened; they seemed to have received instructions not to prevent Qing Chen from killing someone in the octagon cage.

However, Qing Chen suddenly said softly to Huang Zixian, ”Fall, I wonʼt kill you.”

In that moment, Huang Zixian, already severely injured and on the verge of collapse, finally couldnʼt hold on any longer. He fell to the ground, gasping for air, and eventually said in a low voice, ”Thank you.”

It was not until then that Qing Chen realized just how cruel the octagon cage could be.

If you are the loser, you might truly die.

Everyone was waiting for Qing Chen to kill Huang Zixian, but he didnʼt make a move.

Looking towards the referee outside the cage, Qing Chen calmly said, ”Itʼs over, announce it, I wonʼt kill him.”

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The referee hesitated for a moment, until a command came through his earpiece, then he nodded at the host like a puppet, ”Announce.”

The host suddenly became excited, ”Qing Xiaotu, wins!”

With tonightʼs grading match over, Qing Chen had passed the test, and whether to participate in the Land Cruise Grade competitions thereafter would be his own choice.

In the stands, the usual practice began, the gamblers who had not bet on Qing Chen passing the test, one by one, angrily threw their betting slips towards Huang Zixian.

The betting slips fluttering in the sky were like confetti bursting from ceremonial cannons at a grand event.

Next, it was time for the winning gamblers to hoist their betting slips and cheer.

But everyone suddenly realized a problem, they had no betting slips to hoist...

Normally, the winners and losers in the stands would be a stark contrast, some joyful, some sorrowful.

However, after this match, the stands were strange, everyone was distressed.

There were simply no winners...

It was only then that everyone realized that the not-so-benevolent middle-aged man had almost collected all the betting slips on Qing Chen passing the test!

Meanwhile, Uncle Li Dong had already exchanged all the betting slips and had the gym transfer the money to an account in Qing Chenʼs name at Liʼs Technology Development Bank.

The winning amount was a bit more than expected because many had placed their bets at odds of seventeen to one, with the final amount credited being 13.26 million!

With a traditional Knight maneuver tonight, Uncle Li Dong had directly catapulted Qing Chen into the ranks of the wealthy.

Of course, this was nothing compared to real tycoons, but having over ten million during his student days meant Qing Chen could pretty much do as he pleased at school.

Perhaps many have wondered what it would be like to become wealthy during their student days?

In the private room, Li Yinuo sat carelessly on the sofa, and Jiang Xiaotang, stepping in on high heels, came in with a smile, ”I heard Miss Yino was looking for me?”

”Yes,” Li Yinuo said, ”I made quite a bit more money tonight because of something I said, right? I noticed that right after you left the private room, the odds for passing dropped by four points.”

Jiang Xiaotang smiled, ”Of course, it was all thanks to Miss Yinoʼs blessing.”

”Since I helped you make money, then I also have a request,” Li Yinuo turned her head to look at Jiang Xiaotang, whose red lips were especially tempting in the dim light.

Jiang Xiaotang said, ”Donʼt just mention one request, I would agree to ten if Miss Yino asked.”

Li Yinuo pointed at Qing Chen in the Octagon cage, still catching his breath, and said, ”From now on, let him fight if he wants to fight. If he doesnʼt want to, donʼt use any means on him.”

Itʼs said that no matter when you see the beautiful owner of the Begonia Boxing Gym, she always has a smile on her face, but at this moment her smile faded, ”Miss Yino, the Begonia Boxing Gym is also a business, having good fighters naturally makes for better business.”

”So, you disagree?” the young lady sat up straight.

Jiang Xiaotang calmly said, ”Thatʼs not the case. I mean, in the end, itʼs up to Qing Xiaotu himself, right? I wonʼt force him, but I believe the Begonia Boxing Gym definitely has something that can attract him.”

Li Yinuo stood up with a smile, and as she walked past Jiang Xiaotang, she said meaningfully, ”Donʼt get in too deep yourself.”

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

On the way, Li Tongyun asked worriedly, ”Sister Yino, that boxer Xiaotu seems to be hurt, will he be okay?”

”Heʼll be fine,” Li Yinuo ruffled XiaoTongyunʼs head, ”Those injuries look scary, but theyʼre just superficial.”

Jiang Xiaotang stood in the empty private room, quietly looking through the glass window at the Octagon cage. She smiled and then, swaying her hips, walked out, turned a few corners, and entered another private room.

Here, the Middleweight Level fighter Zhou Mo who had forfeited earlier was being forcefully held down on his knees.

Without saying a word, Jiang Xiaotang took two daggers from a black-suited subordinate and firmly stabbed them into Zhou Moʼs abdomen.

As the woman watched his pained expression, she calmly said, ”Donʼt blame me, this is just the way of the underworld rules. You can refuse matches from the Begonia Boxing Gym, but once you accept, you cannot back out last minute. If there are no consequences, how will outsiders view me?”

Zhou Mo, despite the unbearable pain, did not complain, ”I understand the rules.”

”So the jewels really are too precious,” Jiang Xiaotang chuckled lightly, ”compared to losing your jewels, youʼd rather take this stab.”

As she spoke, the woman told her subordinate, ”Alright, let him go. Let him walk to the hospital next door for emergency treatment. Remember, donʼt pull out the daggers before entering the hospital.”

The Begonia Boxing Gym had medical staff, and here, even minor surgeries could be performed.

But Zhou Mo had to go to a public hospital for treatment, so others could see that he had been punished.

Such are the rules of the underworld.

At this time, outside the Octagon cage, the host spoke with invigorated passion, ”The path to victory of Boxing King Afan is revived tonight at the Begonia Boxing Gym. I believe that all the spectators witnessing this moment with me will never forget what we all experienced today...”

Qing Chen walked out expressionlessly, feeling like his whole body was falling apart.

Besides his arms starting to swell, both sides of Qing Chenʼs ribs were a bruised purple, and his outer thighs were also reddened and swollen from Huang Zixianʼs sweeping kicks.

Half of Qing Chenʼs face was covered in blood, swollen high.

A reckless fighting style was certainly fierce, but post-fight, it was truly painful!

He limped towards the changing room, and the staff members below immediately flocked around him, ”Xiaotu student, the Begonia Boxing Gym has prepared a private changing room for you, and the medical staff have been waiting there, your father too.”

”Alright, take me there,” Qing Chen said.

After this grading match, everything had changed.

According to the staff, he wouldnʼt have to trouble himself with coming to the boxing gym in the future; just a phone call would have a nanny car from the gym pick him up and drop him off.

In the changing room were fruit platters, and a deluxe shower room was available in another room.

This was the treatment reserved for a true cash cow.