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"Andrew Brown."

Guan Zuo took the business card, which was printed with a person's avatar, name, and a string of numbers.

"Andrew is a veteran of a boxing club in the Met."

"But this is just an identity on the surface, this guy has been secretly holding underground black fists."

Lex explained for Guan Zuo, and then said with a worried expression: "Danny, I know you are very good. But the people in the underground boxing are outlaws, are you sure you want to fight?

"Of course, don't worry, Lex."

Guan Zuo smiled confidently, not thinking that some ordinary people could pose a threat to him.

Not even fierce boxers.

At the very least, it should be a world-class top fighter who can pose a threat to himself.

Like Tyson or something.

Of course, there is no Tyson in this world.

In fact, Guan Zuo once checked on the Internet, this world is very similar to the previous life, but the details are completely different.

He specifically focused his search on Shape-Meaning and Taijiquan.

Nothing was searched.

It's not that you can't find the relevant content, but there is no entry at all.

There is not even such a thing as boxing or national art.

The ancient oriental countries in this world seem to have developed completely according to the imagination of foreigners.

This has caused the ancient oriental countries in this world to only float on the surface, and the cultural depth is far from the oriental countries in the original world of Guanzuo.

It seems that apart from the similarity in appearance and the same language, it is another country entirely.

"Okay then! There's his phone on it, which Andrew uses specifically to contact underground fights, and you just dial it and he knows what to do.

Lex saw Guan Zuo's confident appearance and smiled instead.

"How about it, do you want to try it tonight."

He suggested to Guan Zuo.

"Today? I'd love to try it now, but I'm afraid it's too late. By the time we pass, I'm afraid the building will already be empty. Guan

Zuo also can't wait to test the water in an underground boxing match.

On his way to Castle Luther, he struggled with the question of the rewards of new missions.

Because he was already roughly able to determine that this time the mission reward was definitely not a fist technique, nor was it an internal strength heart method.

It is indeed a medical book.

This made him a little uncomfortable, because if he wanted to upgrade to the level of Shape-Meaning Fist Master, he must first master at least three boxing techniques.

But now that the system does not provide new punches, how can he continue to improve.

Unexpectedly, this time the system gave a prompt again.

Until he successfully comprehends Tai Chi, the system's mission reward will no longer appear in the boxing technique.

And not only boxing is a national art, medical skills, musical instruments, fortune calculation, Kan Yu, etc. are also in the category of national arts, but boxing accounts for a larger proportion.

Therefore, any task reward is reasonable

, but this means that if he wants to continue to improve, he can't avoid the hurdle of Taijiquan.

And if you want to create your own Tai Chi, rich practical experience is naturally essential.

Guan Zuo had already thought of the name of his Taijiquan.

It's called Guan's Tai Chi, or it can also become Guan's Tai Chi 13 or 24 Style or something.

However, it is a pity, although Lex helped him find an opportunity to be able to fight.

But Guan Zuo is still a student after all, and there is a father at home staring, and I am afraid that it will not work if I want to experience it today.

However, after hearing Guan Zuo's words, Lex smiled confidently: "Danny, don't forget the helicopter parked in my backyard." Lex

usually commits between the metropolis and the town, and this is the helicopter.

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"

Hearing Lex's words, Guan Zuo was stunned, and he subconsciously ignored this way of travel, who had never been in a helicopter.

On the other hand, it is because, although Lex is very friendly and helpful now.

But Guan Zuo, who has watched the original drama, knows very well that Lex's help must be purposeful.

It may be because of Clark, or maybe it may just be interested in the national art he masters.

After all, there is no foreigner who is not curious about the mysterious oriental martial arts.

However, Guan Zuo is very clear that his national art and the oriental martial arts of this world are absolutely irrelevant.

"Danny, it's no trouble helping my friend."

With that, Lex pressed a button at his desk.

Suddenly, a bodyguard dressed in a black suit entered the room.

"Go get ready for the helicopter."

Lex ordered, and the black-suited bodyguard immediately nodded and left.

"Well, thank you Lake."

After Guan Zuo saw this scene, he was no longer pretentious.

Anyway, he has no other secrets except for the national art on his body.

If Lex was really interested, it was a big deal to teach him.

Anyway, even if Guan Zuo taught him, he may not be able to learn.

Even if it is learning, without the existence of a system, practicing for ten years and eight years may not be able to practice anything.

The distance between the metropolis and the small town of Smoville was not far, and it flew directly over by helicopter, and by the time Guanzuo reached the metropolis, it was not even dark.

And the next thing is almost all handled by Leix's people.

After Guan Zuo got off the helicopter, he and Lex got into a black extended Lincoln and soon arrived at the destination of the trip.

On the business card, Andrew, who had seen the avatar before, personally came out to greet them.

"Lex!"

Andrew greeted them with a smile on his face. When facing Lex, although Andrew tried hard to make himself look humble and unassuming, Guan Zuo still saw some flattery and flattery on his face.

"Sure enough, rich people are privileged everywhere."

He smacked his tongue secretly in his heart.

I always feel that I seem to be lacking in favor this time.

"I thought the young master of the Luthor family was already not interested in our boxing matches? What an honor it is for you to come here today! Lex

and Andrew seemed to have known each other for a long time. After Andrew met Lex Guanzuo, he turned and led them to the inside of the building.

This is a suburban outskirts of the metropolis, and the entire building has been abandoned and seems to have been a military base, and Guanzuo can see many military slogans on the walls.

The whole space looked very dark and damp, and there was an indescribable strange smell in the air, which made Guan Zuo quite uncomfortable.

"Come on, Andrew, I've been assigned to the town's factory, and even then I'm at the mercy of others, where can I find time here."

Hearing this, Andrew just smiled and did not comment on the internal conflicts of Lex's family.

"Then how can Young Master Luthor be interested in coming to me today?"

He asked his own questions.

In the past, Lex did not bring people here to fight black boxing.

But he looked at the Asian boy next to Lex, although he was not low in height, but his figure did not look burly at all.

There may not be two or two pieces of meat on the body in total, and if you come to compete with those big men who weigh hundreds of kilograms at every turn, I am afraid that you may be killed in minutes.