Nomenclature of Night

"Why did you come so early today?" Huang Zixian was a little puzzled: "It's only 3 o'clock in the afternoon. It's all bantamweight and featherweight events."

Qing Chen walked into the boxing gym, while Huang Zixian got back into the wheelchair and asked the assistant to push him to follow the boy.

In the corridor, Qing Chen lowered his peaked cap and said, "I'll take a look."

At this time, Huang Zixian said: "In fact, you want to watch and learn technology, right?"

"Why do you say that," Qing Chen asked calmly.

"I can feel it," Huang Zixian said in a wheelchair: "Although I was beaten so badly by you, your skills are far inferior to me. This can be felt."

After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Qing Chen's face. Seeing that the young man was not unhappy, he continued: "I have always been known for my skill in the boxing ring for so long, so how about my opponent's skill, I only need to punch it. Feeling that, for example, the moment I punched, your evasive trajectory and defensive posture are all dependent on your subconscious response. When you fight, your subconscious is controlling your body, not yourself."

Qing Chen was very interested in this kind of statement, and he said seriously: "You continue talking."

"Actually, if I cried inexplicably yesterday, you couldn't beat me," Huang Zixian also said sincerely: "I don't think you are a regular visitor to Haitang Boxing Gym, and you don't seem to have studied me specifically, so I don't know. What I am best at is the twisting technique. Yesterday, when you counterattacked, I seemed to be beaten back. In fact, I was waiting for the opportunity. I only need to give me more than ten seconds. Maybe I can seize your flaws and lock you up. On the ground."

Qing Chen knew that the other party was telling the truth, and it was precisely because he had sensed a sense of crisis at the time that he thought about what he had left.

Even after Huang Zixian shed tears, he did not dare to approach him rashly.

It was instinct warning him.

Therefore, this is also the reason why he came back here to study fighting skills seriously. He wants to consolidate his foundation until he can defeat a master like Huang Zixian without any tricks one day.

Now, Huang Zixian can see his weakness at a glance, indicating that he still has a long way to go.

Huang Zixian looked at Qing Chen: "Your talent is very strong, because your instinct is strong enough, but if you don't have the skills, you can't go far."

"Well, I came here so early just to learn technology," Qing Chen didn't have to hide it at this time.

However, Huang Zixian was stunned for a moment: "You need to hire a professional coach to learn skills. Haitang Boxing Gym will not give you a coach. They don't have this business."

"I don't want to ask for a coach," Qing Chen shook his head, because the lesson was too slow.

And what he has to do is to observe other people fighting, and then keep all the details in his head and slowly replay, and finally become his own thing.

However, he could not explain his talent to Huang Zixian.

Suddenly, a boxing gym worker appeared on the way to the two of them. He was wearing a black suit and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qing, the boss asked me to ask you if you are playing today. If you do, you can temporarily Invite an opponent for you, if you have an opponent you want to fight, you can also tell me."

Qing Chen froze for a moment: "I won't play the game today, I just watch it."

"Then I will take you to the private room," the staff member said and led the way.

He led Qing Chen to the door of a VIP room, with the words VIP001 hanging on the door, and Huang Zixian's expression became weird.

Huang Zixian looked at the staff hesitantly: "Can I go in?"

Qing Chen felt a little strange, why would he ask if he could go in, isn't it just a private room?

However, the staff did not reply directly, but looked at Xiang Qingchen: "Are you inviting Mr. Huang?"

"Invite," Qing Chen asked Huang Zixian, the old river and lake, about something.

After receiving Qing Chen's reply, the staff looked at Huang Zixian: "Mr. Huang, you can go in and accompany Mr. Qing."

Immediately afterwards, the staff asked about the drinks and meals they needed before silently exiting the private room.

Qing Chen smelled the Ruoyuowu fragrance in the private room, as if an orchid was blooming quietly in the dark night, fragrant, but not greasy.

He looked at Huang Zixian: "Help me explain the scene just now?"

"This is the private room where Boss Jiang watches the game on weekdays. It is not open to the public," Huang Zixian said. "The entire Haitang Boxing Gym knows about this. She usually stays alone in this private room and keeps people away."

Qing Chen thought secretly, it's no wonder that the fragrance here is so rich, it turned out to be exclusively for the lady.

He still doesn't know that Huang Zixian's heart is already complicated at this time, because the tigerweight boxing champion is a little uncertain, what is the relationship between the young man in front of him and the well-known Haitang boss.

In the hearts of people like Huang Zixian, Jiang Xiaotang has never been a good man and believer.

In fact, how could a woman who could pierce Zhou Mo's intestines twice without changing her face and personally be an ordinary woman?

This is the most famous snake and scorpion in the fourth district. Under the beautiful appearance and enchanting posture of the other party, it is chilling and vicious.

At this time, Huang Zixian hesitated for a while and said again: "Yesterday, the middleweight boxing champion Zhou Mo who refused to play with you, boss Jiang stabbed him twice. Now he is still lying in the hospital next door. But this is the rule of the rivers and lakes. , I think Zhou Mo is also mentally prepared."

"Jianghu rules?" Qing Chen heard this word again. When Huang Zixian said that he was going to pay his own life before, he also said Jianghu rules.

He always thought this was a very vague concept, but now it seems to be some substantive rules.

Huang Zixian explained: "In the underground world, love and righteousness must be emphasized. Zhou Mo received the money from Haitang Boxing Gym but couldn't make it. He also made boss Jiang lose face. This is considered a violation of the rules of faith, so he must Two swords in the intestines. Also, in this underground world, you can't betray any society you follow, or you will become a bereaved dog. If anyone accepts a traitor, then the society can gang up and attack."

Qing Chen nodded, he understood.

The rules are the favorable conditions set by the people in power. With this rule, everyone needs to weigh when they want to betray the community or violate the faith.

However, the underground rivers and lakes of the inner world could still have such rules, which surprised him a bit.

At this time, Huang Zixian said: "Just like you spare my life, I want to pay you back, this is also the rule of the world. You spare my life, so that I have time to arrange my wife and children, take care of my affairs, and wait. After I arrange everything, you just let me die at this time, and I can’t refuse. But if you’re in a crisis and I take care of it for you, then if I can get through this, I’ll be my own. Earned it back, no longer owes you anything."

Qing Chen sighed with emotion: What's the rules of the second grade?

However, he doesn't know why, he always feels that these people who still talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes in their bones have given this icy world a human touch that belongs to the rivers and lakes.

This is probably something that the big men can't see.

At first Qing Chen didn't understand why Lin Xiaoxiao, Ye Wan, and Li Dongze would be so loyal to Li Shutong. At this moment, he finally understood.

Arena.

This is something that makes Qing Chen feel incompatible with the cyberpunk world, but it just exists.

Of course, Qing Chen is also very clear that this arena is not so pure, and there are not too many people like Huang Zixian.

At this time, Huang Zixian thought for a while and suddenly added: "Of course, the rules of the rivers and lakes are the rules of the rivers and lakes. It is a bit too much for Boss Jiang to force Zhou Mo to go to the hospital alone. The brokerage company behind Zhou Mo is very powerful, but they dare not dare. If you ask Boss Jiang to say anything, you can only admit it."

Qing Chen understood that Huang Zixian wanted to imply that this boss Jiang was not easy to provoke, but he didn't dare to say clearly.

I'm afraid Huang Zixian can't figure out his relationship with Boss Jiang, so he can't talk nonsense.

To be honest, even Qing Chen is a little confused. He and Jiang Xiaotang have only met once, so the other party has given him so many special cases?

Kind of weird.

However, if he came, he was at ease, and Qing Chen sat down calmly in the private room, his eyes fixed on the two bantamweight players in the octagonal cage.

Tigerweight corresponds to E-class transcendents, and middleweight corresponds to F-class transcendents. Therefore, featherweight and bantamweight are still in the category of ordinary people.

In the past, Huang Zixian dismissed this level of boxing match, but he found that Qing Chen watched it with gusto.

The former Tigerweight boxing champion thought. According to the comparison of strength last night, how could this Qing Xiaotu be the best in the E-class? How could he be able to see it at a bantamweight class?

However, he didn't know that Qing Chen only looked at skills.

For boxers, Bantamweight does not have extraordinary power, but has to be constantly polished in technique.

These people have experienced dozens of battles and hundreds of fights in the octagonal cage, and they have to undergo high-intensity training every day. Those skills can be described as tempered, and they are all masters of timing and rhythm.

Huang Zixian tentatively said to the side: "The two bantamweights off the stage, one is called Li Yuzhe and the other is called Chang Lele. Both of them have very good skills, but they have not injected genetic medicine. Li Yuzhe cannot buy genetic medicine. , And Chang Lele had already bought the gene medicine, but he wanted to inject again after giving birth, but he never found his wife..."

While watching the game, Qing Chen asked, "Is the bantamweight boxer so miserable, can't find his wife?"

"It's not that I can't find it," Huang Zixian said: "He talked about a girlfriend a while ago, but was given green by a middleweight boxer. I suspect that he might be tempted to inject genetic medicine and go directly to the boxer. Revenge."

"Your circle is really chaotic," Qing Chen sighed.

At this time, Chang Lele suddenly turned around in the field, and stubbornly clamped the opponent with his waist and arms, and his life belt was biased to the opponent's center of gravity.

Huang Zixian saw Qing Chen's eyes light up and explained: "This is the technique of northern wrestling. The waist and hips are one of the most important axes of the human body. It can often play a role in close combat and twisting skills. ."

Qing Chen replayed the skill of Chang Lele with the waist and hips as the axis just now, and instantly thought of several fighting methods with the waist and hips as the axis.

He suddenly felt that it was also very good for someone to analyze it.

Qing Chen looked at Huang Zixian: "Anyway, you are also injured now, or else you will come to explain to me every afternoon?"

Huang Zixian was taken aback for a moment: "Use this to pay your favor?"

Qing Chen said earnestly: "This is for you to repay a little interest first."

Huang Zixian was happy: "Okay."

In fact, Qing Chen has another purpose. He wants to use Huang Zixian's old rivers and lakes to understand the rivers and lakes among the bottom people of the world.

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At this moment, in a hidden room, there is a set of women's clothes hanging here, and there is a huge bathroom and bathtub in it. This is obviously Jiang Xiaotang's own private space.

Jiang Xiaotang is sitting at a table with his chin supported, and a dynamic holographic projection stands in front of her. In the projection is Qing Chen and Huang Zixian who are talking.

She muttered to herself with some doubts: "I really watched the game to learn skills? But what skills can I learn by watching the bantamweight game?"

While she was talking, her white calf under the skirt was placed on the soft body in front of her. The embroidered flat shoes on her feet were very bright, setting off the instep extra white, as if even the skeletal lines and blue blood vessels on the instep had a kind of Unique beauty.

Jiang Xiaotang looked at the young man in the hologram silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, she pressed a button on the table and said: "Change the schedule, let Guo Ruochao and Zhong Mingyuan play the next match, ask them to make up the match contract, and the appearance fee will increase by 10%."

The subordinate's hesitant voice came from the built-in speakers on the table: "Boss, the two people who originally planned to play are ready to play."

Jiang Xiaotang didn't speak, and after only three seconds passed, the subordinate immediately changed his words and said, "I will make arrangements now."

In the private room, Qingchen asked during the game: "Does the octagonal cage often be born and die?"

"Often," Huang Zixian said: "The Haitang Boxing Gym is better. Boss Jiang will not deliberately pursue blood and excitement. But many small boxing gyms are different. They will deliberately make it every day in order to attract depressed audiences and gamblers. One or two fighters die."

Qing Chen didn't understand: "Isn't it said that Haitang Boxing Gym has only four or five months for newcomers to be graded. With so few newcomers, wouldn't all of them be killed?!"

Huang Zixian suddenly laughed: "It seems that you really don’t know about the boxing gyms in the fourth district. There are more than 100 black boxing gyms in the entire city on the 18th, and there are 16 largest black boxing gyms in the fourth district. Boxers want For grading, it only counts if you grade in the 16 boxing gyms in District 4. Under normal circumstances, everyone will go to the Hongxing boxing gym, which is the worst overall, where the intensity is the lowest and the deaths are the least. It can be done overnight. More than ten are scheduled. To be honest, Hongxing Boxing Gym is doing this business, selling boxers' passes."

After holding the certificate, the boxer can freely choose the game, and he can go to any boxing gym to play the game.

A big boxer like Haitang Boxing Gym will raise its own exclusive boxer.

Generally speaking, people who go out and say that they are Haitang, the boxer will be a head higher than the players in other venues of the same level, which is a natural sense of superiority.

Qing Chen nodded and said that he understood that the sixteen boxing gyms in the fourth district are tantamount to holding the power of the boxers to'issue certificates', and the entire boxing gym in the 18th city needs to rely on them.

The Haitang Boxing Gym has always belonged to the highest level, so under normal circumstances, those who dare to come here to rank are geniuses.

Only true geniuses, the coach will bring them here to make a big hit.

Grading in Haitang Boxing Gym is certainly dangerous, but grading here has the most gold content, and the path is the most solid.

At this time, Qing Chen knew how bad his master was...

In other words, how bad the tradition of the knight organization is...

"Hey, the schedule has changed," Huang Zixian said, "Wait, why did Guo Ruochao and Zhong Mingyuan fight?"

"Is there any problem?" Qing Chen asked.

Huang Zixian hesitated and said, "These two have the best skills in the featherweight class. Haitang Boxing Gym generally avoids letting them play together because the two technical streams don’t look good, and the audience may not be able to understand it. It’s weird. , Whose row is this event?"

He glanced at Qing Chen, and said to his heart that this kind of arrangement is not specifically for this young man to learn skills, right?

Just as Huang Zixian was thinking, there was a knock on the door outside the private room. Jiang Xiaotang asked lazily outside the door: "Can I come in?"

Huang Zixian looked at Qing Chen silently. He didn't expect Jiang Xiaotang to ask before opening the door.