Oring Hunter

In the afternoon, following Ye Chen's wishes, Daigman led him through the streets and alleys of the capital city to the black boxing arena located in a chaotic neighborhood in the central city.

Before going out, Yechen asked Daigman to bring all the silver coins he earned yesterday, and then walked into a clothing store on the way, took off his patched poor clothes, and changed into a set of decent shirts and trousers , selected a set of local fashionable clothing for Daigman consisting of leather hat, shirt, leather shoes, and suspenders, which instantly changed the old man's appearance image from the original poor level to a well-off citizen in one fell swoop.

Daigman didn't understand what Yechen wanted to do. He only knew that this shopping behavior cost five silver coins in total, equivalent to half a month's living expenses of the Daig family. It was extremely extravagant and made him feel very heartbroken.

However, Daigman knew that Yechen earned all the money, so he couldn't say anything about it, so he could only grit his teeth and accept this inexplicable "gift".

Seeing the brand-new Daigman walk out of the store with a sad face, Ye Chen saw through his mind, and then explained in a friendly manner:

"Don't worry, I asked you to change into this outfit, mainly to prevent others from wanting to renege on you because of your identity."

"An activity like black boxing is usually tied to gambling odds, and that's where the rest of our silver coins go."

"After you bring me near the scene, distance yourself from me, walk separately, pretend to be an ordinary gambler, and then bet all your money on me. After a few rounds of going back and forth, we The assets can be doubled in one fell swoop.”

Hearing Yechen's idea, Daigman looked dazed, covered his hat and said in a daze:

"Uh... Is there really such an easy way to make money? If we lose once, our capital will be gone!"

Yechen replied in a positive tone:

"Don't worry, I won't lose, you just need to trust me."

Daigman hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

"Okay, anyway, the money should belong to you. I will do whatever you say."

Ye Chen smiled and said no more.

Of course, this kind of behavior belongs to the category of gambling after all. If it is placed on ordinary people, how can they be very sure?

However, Yechen is not an ordinary person after all, as long as the opponent is not an extraordinary person above the same level, then his chance of winning will always be [-]%.

Next, the two continued on to their destination.

……

The bustling and wide boulevard quickly turned into chaotic and complicated streets and alleys.

As for the crowd of passers-by who came and went on the original road and kept themselves safe, they quickly turned into a group of joking gangsters with weird costumes.

They are basically young people, filling every corner of the streets and alleys, wearing vests, tattoos, smoking cigarettes, leaning against the wall, talking and laughing, but almost all of them are wearing daggers and iron bars. The murder weapon is the most iconic background board in this chaotic neighborhood.

Faced with such a scene, Yechen turned a blind eye, but the honest and honest Daigman swallowed his saliva. Even though he was wearing a fashionable outfit, his facial features could not conceal the tension and anxiety in his heart.

And his uneasiness as an honest man was quickly smelled by those jackal-like gangsters.

So, not long after Yechen and Daigman walked into the outer edge of the chaotic neighborhood, a dozen or so gangster youths with wild appearances followed quickly behind with equipment in hand.

Daigman noticed their existence, glanced back, and immediately reported to Yechen in a flustered tone:

"Ah, Yechen, more than a dozen gangsters are after us! They probably want to rob! There are so many people, what should we do!?"

Yechen replied without changing his expression:

"It's okay, next, you just walk in front of me and lead the way."

After the words fell, Yechen slowed down and deliberately let those gangsters catch up.

Daigman looked nervously at the people behind him.

The gang youth team carried iron rods and machetes and walked behind Yechen, looked up at his tall back, and then spoke arrogantly without knowing the sky and the earth:

"Hey, the big boy is really sensible, and he is waiting for us on purpose?"

Ye Chen calmly confirmed before doing anything.

"What do you want to do?"

The leading youth smiled.

"Huh? Do you need to ask? Hurry up and take the valuables on you..."

However, before he finished speaking, his whole head was grabbed by Yechen's palm, and then suddenly pressed into the brick wall next to him.

Bang!

There was only a muffled sound, and a few cracks appeared on the surface of the wall in an instant.

As for the arrogant little gangster, his head was bleeding, his front teeth were shattered, and he fell unconscious on the ground.

"what!?"

Seeing this, the rest of the accomplices were shocked, and subconsciously picked up the weapons in their hands to launch a siege against Yechen.

"Are you tired of working!?"

As a result, Yechen just turned around and stared at him. That kind of fearless, indifferent and fierce aura immediately made everyone present feel shuddering, their backs trembled, and it was even difficult to hold their weapons firmly.

Just like that, the creepy gangsters understood that Yechen was not someone to mess with, so they immediately dispersed, as if nothing happened.

At the same time, Yechen's actions also had the effect of scaring other people who were secretly observing on the street with the same malicious intentions, making them put away their stupid thoughts.

Seeing Yechen's skillful handling of this trouble, Daigman was full of admiration, and his heart was instantly at ease countless times, so he continued to lead the way for Yechen...

Not long after, the two walked through the intricate streets and alleys, and finally came to an open square full of people.

In the center of the square stood a dozen crude arenas.

Among the three arenas, the upper ones are vicious and muscular men fighting fiercely, and the lower ones are the crowd of spectators clamoring for betting tickets.

As for the remaining arenas, they are still empty.

According to Daigman's guidance, Ye Chen found the organizers of these boxing matches in a corner of the scene, and then straight to the point he put forward his idea of ​​signing up for the competition.

"Hey, what a handsome guy, do you want to join, of course no problem!"

Sitting on the table, the uncle of the organizer, with a full face, a big belly, and a turbid voice, took a look at Yechen, and then said while counting the money:

"However, beating people to death is not uncommon here, you have to think about it?"

Ye Chen nodded affirmatively:

"Well, I've thought about it, so what is the specific way to play it?"

The uncle of the organizer explained:

"First of all, the initial registration fee is one silver coin. Secondly, during the competition, you can't catch or bite people, just a few restrictions. Finally, we have two kinds of bonuses for defending the competition and group calculation points. It depends on you alone. I can only choose the former..."

Yechen then briefly listened to the rules of the defending game.

In short, each defending arena has an initial bonus pool, and no matter the longer the host stays in the arena or the more victories, the bonus in the bonus pool will gradually increase accordingly, and the climbing rate It will also rise slowly.

However, if the challenger wants to take away the complete prize money, he can only successfully defend 15 rounds in a row. If he quits midway, he can only take one-tenth of it, and the rest of the prize money will be reserved for later. people continue to fight.

In addition, the more bonuses accumulated, the more registration fees for the next round of challengers will become.

Such a competition system was exactly what Yechen wanted, so he agreed directly.

The uncle of the organizer smiled and said:

"Very good, it's still very early, and there are only two defending arenas. If you want to join as an attacker, the registration fee is 3 silver coins. If you want to start from scratch as the initial challenger, then You only need 1 silver coin, it's up to you to choose!"

Chapter 1065 Move Your Body

One of the arenas in the black boxing arena is being fought in full swing surrounded by spectators.

A slender, slender fighter with long braids on the back of his head used both punches and legs with various tricks, and quickly cornered his opponent all the way to the corner of the ring.

Not long after, the braided man threw an uppercut and hit his opponent directly on the jaw, knocking him out just like that, and won the round of guarding the ring.

"Hey! Well done, long braid!"

"You have successfully defended three times in a row! The bonus pool has now reached 8 silver coins!"

"It's not in vain that I invested so much money in you! Keep up the good work! I still expect you to earn me back this month's wine money!"

Listening to the applause from the audience and gamblers, the man known as "Long Whip beam" raised his arms triumphantly and responded:

"Hey! I feel really good today! So all you gamblers just shut up and give me money! Come on, who will be the next challenger! Now that the registration fee is not too much, hurry up and help me Keep accumulating prize pools!"

And just as Long Whip Liang was laughing and making noise, Yechen in a shirt walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the ring.

"Oh? Who is this kid? Never seen it before!"

"Wow, he's really tall, at least he has to start at 1.9 meters!"

"The facial features are also very handsome. It's strange. Is this the young master from which family?"

The appearance of Yechen made the atmosphere of the audience lively again to a whole new level.

Chang Whip Liang looked at Ye Chen, who was half a head taller than him, and his strong physique hidden in his shirt, his brows were slightly frowned, but he still insisted on laughing and said:

"Hmph! Where did you get that little boy! His face is clean like a woman's, and he dares to imitate other people's boxing in this kind of place? He really doesn't know what to do!"

While shouting, Chang Whip Liang pointed to several hideous scars on his face, and then threatened Ye Chen:

"See? This is the symbol of a man! For your safety, you should surrender as soon as possible!"

Yechen smiled on the surface without saying a word, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. He just strode in front of the long whip beam, and at the same time locked his joints with the power of the mysterious spirit in his body, so as to put a burden on his body.

After such an operation, Yechen's body seemed to be tied with a ton of weight, and his flexibility of movement dropped several levels in an instant.

And this is Yechen's other primary goal of this trip besides making money: to carry out weight training in actual combat, so as to better stimulate and restore his physical and mental strength.

(1x shackles.)

While thinking to himself, Ye Chen slapped his palm towards the long whip beam, the meaning of which was very clear.

"Good boy! Let me teach you today, in the face of real technology, no matter how big you are, it's useless!"

After Chang Whip Liang uttered harsh words, he immediately put on a stance, and immediately began to fight a set of fists and embroidered legs on the spot, as if he planned to increase his momentum in advance to scare Yechen.

The surrounding audience was in high spirits, and they all began to bet on their favorite players.

"I will continue to cast the long whip!"

"Me too!"

"Well, let me vote for this kid, he looks extraordinary..."

As a newcomer to this field, Yechen's odds will not be too low.

And this is the result that Yechen himself is willing to see.

When the betting session is over, the game will officially start.

However, Long Whip Liang's flamboyant fists and embroidered legs are not over yet, and he is still outputting in the air.

"Hey! Ha! Huh!"

The surrounding audience didn't know why, but Ye Chen, who was experienced, could tell at a glance that this guy was pretending to be showing off his power, but in fact he was secretly continuing to shorten the distance between the two sides, probably planning to make an unexpected sneak attack.

So, Yechen stood still, silently watching his opponent like a fool.

As for Chang Whip Liang's mind, it was completely in line with Ye Chen's expectations. On the surface, he pretended not to take Ye Chen seriously, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart, so he harbored evil intentions from the beginning, hoping to win by surprise.

Afterwards, when the flower fist and embroidered legs progressed to only two positions with Yechen, the long whip beam suddenly twisted his upper body, and directly used his signature fame technique, and turned the slender hair whip on the back of his head. Aim at Yechen's eyes and slam it!

Snapped!

A crisp sound spread throughout the square, and Chang Whip Liang's strange move accurately hit Ye Chen's face, causing the latter to cover his eyes and cry out in pain.

"Ugh!"

Seeing this, Chang Whip Liang was overjoyed, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue and started beating Ye Chen.

In the audience, most of the gamblers who bet on Long Whip beam began to applaud excitedly, while a small number of gamblers who bet on Yechen began to sigh in disappointment.

It was just the beginning of the game, and Yechen was hit by the long whip, and now he can't see with his eyes. The whole person has no choice but to be beaten. Naturally, there is no suspense about the outcome...

However, even Chang Whip Liang thought so in his heart, but in the following fierce pursuit, he was surprised to find that although Ye Chen was running around covering his face and looking extremely embarrassed, every time he dodged But the steps were just right by luck, even though his body brushed past Chang Whip Liang's punches and legs many times, he was never hit head-on by Chang Whip Liang once!

(Hey, why can't I hit this kid!?)

Long Whip Liang was startled and angry, and continued to intensify his attack, but the result was still nothing!

Obviously, Yechen is deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

He didn't want to crush the whole field at the beginning, because that would only make his odds plummet.

At the same time, he felt that the current weight training was not difficult, so Yechen locked the joints of his whole body more tightly through the concentration of the power of the mysterious spirit.

(2x shackles.)