The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 157 Don't Underestimate Me Too Much
After sending the other three students from the school team away, after paying the bill and telling the waiter not to come in, the four people from the "No Inside Ghost" group returned to the box, and the magic wall dolls once again expertly insulated the room.

The box seemed empty due to the decrease in the number of people, and the four of them each found a vacant seat.Under the inquiring eyes of others, Xin Ming poured four cups of tea calmly, put them on the edge of the table, pushed the turntable, and motioned for everyone to take it away.

"Can't we talk about the progress in the group?" Cheng Che picked up the teacup, "Didn't you need to find Nazi for military support?"

The tone is a little irritable and impatient.Cheng Che felt that this matter had little to do with him, but just to increase his knowledge. Xin Ming even deliberately found an excuse to call everyone out, which was too deceptive.

Although the other two didn't say it clearly, the doubt in their eyes was obvious.

Xin Ming glared at Cheng Che, and asked a question first: "Do you know about the P1 Champions Cup?"

Why do you ask this suddenly?Cheng Che was stunned for a moment.

Natsu shook her head.

Only Qiao Kui replied with his hands on his chin: "Ah, I have seen it. How should I put it, ordinary trainers can't participate in the competition. Only fighters will participate in the competition."

Recalling the games she had watched, she added: "Although there are protective gears, the games are still dangerous. After all, the recovery and defense abilities of humans are indeed not as strong as elves."

"Yes, so contestants have to sign a disclaimer before participating." Xin Ming nodded affirmatively, "However, the technology of protective gear has improved over the years, and no one has died. Injuries are inevitable."

Cheng Che nodded in agreement quite understandingly. If it weren't for the trainer's home wound medicine in the system mall, he would not dare to act as a sparring partner for the elves without any protective equipment.

"But there must be a reason for this competition to exist." Xin Ming took a sip of tea and continued, "One is to ensure the inheritance of human martial arts; the other is that its ratings and popularity are really high."

"After all, human beings really love to watch similar battles." Qiao Kui shrugged helplessly, "So senior sister, what does this have to do with the shoddy magical candy you are investigating?"

"It's not okay to be so impatient as a prosecutor," Xin Ming waved his hand, in exchange for Qiao Kui's angry eyes.

"First of all, the P1 Champions Cup is jointly organized by various leagues. Since it is official, there must be several characteristics, or shortcomings in the eyes of some people. One is relative safety, and the other is The battle is relatively peaceful, and the third is that gambling is not allowed."

Every time Xin Ming talked about his characteristics, he raised a finger on his left hand.

"So since there are disadvantages, the market, there will be a messy underground market, such as Jinhuang City. Correspondingly, there are three advantages, one is no protective gear, the other is no rules, and the third is off-site gambling."

The fingers of her right hand stood up one by one, matching her left hand. When she said the word merit, her tone was full of malice and sarcasm.

What Cheng Che thought was that when the fighting gym was almost abolished, the contact information of the introducer that Master Xinyan said, and the fighting competition he said, maybe it has something to do with these?
"Did they make fake magic candies?" Qiao Kui's eyes lit up. As a prosecutor, she certainly understood this kind of underground market.

"No, someone has seen such a wild elf appearing in an underground competition." Xin Ming sneered mockingly, "The gang of local snakes who organized the competition are very well mixed, and you eagle claws are also very fond of them." If there are numbers, they won't do such a taboo thing."

"What is a wild elf?" Cheng Che raised his hand and asked.

"Wild elves are elves that have owners but have not been registered in the elf center," Qiao Kui answered the question for Xin Ming. "There are more or less such elves. For various reasons, those people dare not Go to the elf center to register the elves. Raising elves illegally has not been discovered by the alliance for the time being."

Xin Ming took over the topic and continued to return to the topic of underground competitions: "Usually in this kind of underground competitions, they are basically wild elves. For elves like us that have registered with the elf center, the organizers dare not let them play. "

"So, senior sister, what do you want us to do?" Qiao Kui asked solemnly, she had a bad feeling.

"I want Cheng Che to participate in the underground competition. I have a way, and I will be his manager."

"No!" Nazi, who had been silent all this time, immediately objected, "It's too dangerous."

Cheng Che also looked at Xin Ming in surprise. The "hate" between us, Mr. Xin, isn't it?
"Senior sister, why did you let Cheng Che do this kind of thing? Can't you do it in other ways?" Qiao Kui's face sank, but her professionalism prevented her from refuting, and she chose to listen to Xin Ming's reasons.

"Don't worry, just listen to me," Xin Ming walked around carrying the teapot, refilling everyone's teacups.

Sitting back in her seat, Xin Ming began to explain the reason in detail after the young girl calmed down: "First, my elves have all been registered by the elf center, so they can't participate in this kind of competition. This kind of underground competition also knows to be isolated. Second. Well, the competitions are usually arranged between human and elves, or human and human fighting competitions, even if I find a way to participate, it’s useless. What we’re looking for is a guy who brings wild elves to participate.”

"Can't you wait until the person who brings the wild elves to participate as an audience?" Qiao Kui asked.

"No way," Xin Ming shook her head, her face embarrassed. "I tried many times. If you don't watch the game, you don't know. Now they don't have any live audience at all. They are all broadcast live online, and online betting. As a spectator, you can't catch them on the outside." Not to them. We have to go in as contestants to have a chance of catching the other side."

"Then I can participate," Nazi retorted.

"What are you looking at?" Xin Ming shook his head again, "Would you like to go in and beat up the other party with superpowers? Anyone in Jinhuang City who has a brain would know that Nazi is here. Would the organizer dare to let you participate?"

"Only Cheng Che has never shown his strength in public. Most people think he is a better fighter trainer. No one would guess that he is better at fighting than his elves," Xin Ming gradually clenched his hands Fist, "As long as he wears a mask and participates anonymously, no one will know it's him. This is the most appropriate way to solve the task now."

Nazi's pretty face was already as cold as ice, "No, there is always another way to spend more time."

"You are also the owner of the gymnasium, don't you know?" Xin Ming's voice suddenly rose, "How can the owner of the alliance stay in the gymnasium forever. This time I will be watching, you and Qiao Aoi is ready to support you at any time. How about he alone in the future?"

Na Zi stared at Xin Ming coldly without showing any weakness.The two did not give in to each other, and their gazes crossed the round table to a stalemate in mid-air.

"Don't underestimate me," Cheng Che took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I will participate."

(End of this chapter)