Night’s Nomenclature

"Huang Zixian was beaten and cried because your knight was so angry, right?" Li Shutong asked.

"Yeah," Qingchen nodded.

Li Shutong sighed: "Then your anger is a bit annoying."

Qingchen said: "Fortunately, you reminded me before I started fighting. I just thought that I still have an advantage in this area. Master, I want to know what the effects of other knights' infuriating energy are. Are there any like me?"

Li Shutong said: "There are many types of knights' zhenqi, but there are really no duplicates. Your uncle's zhenqi makes people vomit, your master's zhenqi makes people feel an electric shock, your second master... makes people have the illusion of liking him."

"Wait!" Qingchen looked at his master in shock and asked: "Why is the second master's knight energy so overbearing?"

"I don't know about that," Li Shutong sighed: "In actual combat, his knight's energy is quite easy to use and can lower a person's morale. I was in a life-and-death fight with him, and suddenly I couldn't get down while fighting. Get rid of it."

"It seems that Master, your zhenqi is already relatively serious," Qingchen said with emotion.

"Of course not everyone's knight energy is beneficial to fighting," Li Shutong said: "There is a senior knight whose energy can give people the illusion of excitement, so when the senior poured the knight energy into the enemy for the first time, The beating was very severe.”

Qingchen was stunned after hearing this.

However, at this time Li Shutong said: "In the knight organization, no one has ever had the same effect as others, except yours."

Qingchen was confused: "Me? Has there ever been a Qi in the Knights organization that can make people cry?"

"Yes," Li Shutong nodded.

"Which other senior is like this?"

"The founder of the knight organization is the person who carved the words "Eternal Youth" on the cliff of Qingshan." Li Shutong stood up after saying: "Go to rest early. Master went out to do something. You may watch it for the next day. If you don’t see me anymore, I will take you back to Prison No. 18 on Sunday morning the day after tomorrow.”

"Well," Qingchen asked, "Master, can I go to the boxing gym alone?"

"Of course you can, and that's the place you should go to right now," Li Shutong said: "Whenever you defeat a tiger-weight opponent without using the knight's energy, you can think about the next life and death test."

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Countdown to 40:00:00.

At eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

Qingchen got up from the bed in a daze. When he stood up, the injuries all over his body began to hurt like tearing, as if his whole body was about to split.

But he didn't say a word, just moved slowly to the door: "Who is it?"

Yangyang's voice sounded: "I'm going to school together!"

"Um..." Qingchen hesitated: "I have something to do today so I won't go to school. You can go."

Yangyang and Zheng Yi looked at each other outside the door, feeling a little strange.

Yangyang asked: "What's wrong with your voice? Something doesn't sound right."

At this moment, half of Qingchen's face was swollen like bread, and his words were a little leaky, which certainly didn't sound right.

The reason why he didn't go to school was because he was worried that his classmates would see him like this.

Moreover, he does have difficulty moving today, and it hurts when he moves even slightly.

Qingchen is a very strong person, and he didn't say a word even if he felt hurt.

But being strong doesn't mean he has to go to school despite his injuries. That's not strong, it's stupid.

Qingchen thought for a while and said, "I'm fine. You guys should go to school quickly, otherwise you will be late."

"Okay," Yangyang took Zheng Yi's hand and walked to the elevator.

The two girls went to the 66th floor and got on the light rail train. Zheng Yi whispered: "Aren't you worried about Qingchen? I feel like something is wrong with him."

"It's okay," Yangyang said to Qingchen, "Maybe he just didn't wake up. This guy used to like skipping classes."

Yangyang had already concluded that Qingchen was injured, but she didn't want to understand how the other party was injured.

Two girls stood in a crowded train. There was always a force field surrounding Yangyang. Anyone who wanted to get close would be invisible and slid away. It was like two magnets with the same pole could never get closer. .

The silver-haired girl Zheng Yi held the light rail's hanging ring with one hand and her small satchel with the other. She watched the light rail passing through the sky and passing through one building after another. She didn't know why she felt particularly happy.

Maybe it's because her life burden is much lighter, or maybe it's because she, who is slightly lonely, has an extra friend.

At this time, Yangyang asked: "Zheng Yi, I saw a civilian electric shock baton in your bag yesterday. Do you usually carry this with you?"

"Well," Zheng Yi nodded: "My home is in the 9th District. I have to be careful every time I go back on weekends. If something happens there, even if I call the police, it will be two hours before the police arrive at the scene."

"So slow?" Yangyang frowned.

"Well," Zheng Yi nodded: "Mom said, those federal police are afraid that there will be guns at the crime scene. If they go there too soon, they may be shot. If they go there later, they can just finish it after the case is over. .The lives of people in District 9 are worthless.”

Yangyang looked out the window. It was a city that looked very beautiful. The buildings seemed to stand in a fairyland, but the life at the bottom was so difficult.

She accidentally opened Zheng Yi's refrigerator last night, only to find that there were only the cheapest protein bars in it, and the cheapest multivitamins on the table.

At that moment Yangyang understood why Zheng Yi had to study hard. It was the last effort that the people at the bottom could do. They could only change their destiny through knowledge.

After arriving at school, Yangyang suddenly found that her classmates in Class 3, Grade 2, were whispering among themselves. When she and Zheng Yi entered the class, everyone's discussion stopped and they all looked at her.

She curiously asked a male classmate: "What's wrong?"

"Last night, two classmates followed their cousin to watch a boxing match. It turned out that the transfer student who is very familiar with you was actually in the boxing ring." The male classmate whispered: "They said that Qingchen was in Haitang There is also a nickname in the boxing gym named Qing Xiaotu, and he was classified as a newcomer for the first time last night, and he was classified as tiger weight."

The black boxing that can separate life and death in the octagonal cage cannot be shown on the stage, but many people in the Federation like to watch this, especially teenagers.

The male classmate looked at Yangyang curiously: "Didn't you two walk together after school yesterday? Don't you know?"

"I really don't know," Yangyang replied.

The classmate who had watched the boxing match live said excitedly: "I saw with my own eyes that Qingchen entered the qualifying match yesterday. He was beaten at the beginning, but then he became very violent. But after reaching the tiger weight class, Qingchen seemed to be... He couldn't handle it anymore, and he was held down and beaten by Huang Zixian for more than ten minutes before he finally made a comeback."

Yangyang nodded, then she knew why Qingchen didn't come to school today.

To be honest, she has also gone to see black boxing. There are hundreds of black boxing venues in the entire No. 18 city, and each one is more fierce than the next. Qingchen must be proud of it now.

I just heard another male classmate who was at the scene last night continue to say: "Qingchen is not unable to cope, okay? I think the most exciting boxing match last night was that one. You don't know, Qingchen At first, he couldn't adapt to the rhythm of the tiger weight class. He was squeezed to the edge of the octagonal cage. But later on, he didn't know how he burst into blood. He traded injuries for injuries and lives for lives with the opponent. He was forced to do so. The old boxing champion was restrained, but in the end he even beat the opponent to tears!"

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At this moment, Qingchen was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating. He didn't know that a discussion about him was going on in the class.

Qingchen knew that Li Shutong's purpose in bringing him to the ring was to let him digest the power he had gained in actual combat.

Each knight's promotion is a step-by-step process, so they must have a process of getting familiar with themselves.

It's like a child who suddenly got 10 million, but he only knows that 10 million can buy lollipops, but he doesn't know that 10 million can also be used to buy a house, a car, or an RV.

Moreover, Qingchen was different from those who had been trained for a long time. The training he received was only the period of time that Ye Wan taught him hastily.

Therefore, he needs to constantly review, observe, and learn, which is what he is best at.

Fights to the death take place every day in the boxing gym, and the boxers are also the most proficient in fighting skills, so knights of all generations have honed their skills there.

Just as Li Shutong said before leaving: When you defeat the tiger weight boxer without using the knight's energy, you can start thinking about the next life and death test.

The meaning of this sentence is to let Qingchen learn the best fighting skills from the best black boxers in the best boxing gym in the fourth district.

By that time, he was no longer a fool who only had power.

Thinking of this, Qingchen ended today's review and took out his mobile phone to make a call: "Hello, hello, I'm Qing Xiaotu. Can the nanny car pick me up?"

Jiang Xiaotang's laughter came from the other side of the phone: "Okay, here are the arrangements for you. You are now a popular boxer in our boxing gym. You can come anytime you want. Let me see, the address your father left is Luoshen Building, right?”

"Well, it's Luoshen Building, thank you," Qingchen hung up the phone.

He was a little confused. Logically speaking, shouldn't such a call be answered by the boxing gym staff? How could it go directly to the boxing gym owner's mobile phone?

Soon the nanny car arrived. Qingchen sat in the luxurious nanny car and found that fruits and refreshments had been prepared for him on the table next to the seat.

The black nanny car passed through the huge and intricate city, as if walking in a maze.

Dozens of minutes later, the nanny car drove directly into the back door of the boxing gym, but when Qingchen opened the door, he was stunned.

Huang Zixian was seen waiting quietly in a wheelchair. When he saw Qingchen get off the car, he stood up with difficulty.

Qingchen looked at it.

The other party's injuries were more serious than his. His left arm was hanging, and it looked like his bones were damaged.

It's just that Qingchen is a little surprised that the other party was so seriously injured that he didn't want to rest in peace, but he actually came here to wait for him.

But Huang Zixian used his right hand to push away the assistant who wanted to help him, and then bowed to Qingchen: "Boss Jiang told me that you were coming, so I came out of the hospital next door and waited here, just to say thank you. "

Qingchen shook his head and said, "Actually, you don't have to. You no longer have the ability to fight at that time, so there is no need for me to kill you."

Huang Zixian shook his head: "Others in the Octagon may not be as kind as you. Maybe you haven't come to places like boxing gyms often before, and you don't often watch black boxing, so you don't know how cruel the Octagon is. But I know it very well. What a place this is, and thank you on behalf of my wife and children, who would have ended badly if I had died yesterday.”

Before Qingchen could say anything, Huang Zixian continued: "My gratitude is sincere. I may not be able to be more sincere now, but time will prove everything. I owe you a life. I will arrange things at home as soon as possible." , this life can be returned to you at any time."

Qingchen looked at Huang Zixian, his eyes were extremely serious.

Above the boxing ring, everyone is a rival, but below the boxing ring, each other is also a living person. He has a wife, children, and relatives, and he can joke and drink.

Qingchen had not explored what kind of person the other party was before, but at this moment, he also felt the courage and personality of the tiger-weight boxing champion from the other party.

Qingchen was silent for a moment: "Okay, I'll take note of this favor you owe."

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Thanks to Si Ge, Shi Mie, and the two for becoming new allies of this book, and thanks to the boss, who is so generous.

Let me explain here that there is only this chapter today. Ren Xiaosu has been having nightmares for the past two days and has been too scared to sleep every day. Last night I was disturbed and woken up seven or eight times. I was really out of state today. I wrote a lot but deleted one. Most of it, so that's all there is today.

I'll make up for today's update tomorrow.