I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 102 Adult matters

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Terry, who was wearing a hat, looked sideways with a surprised expression on his face. He didn't even notice that someone appeared over there.

Lin Xi leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. He had just watched the entire match. Dong Zhang's performance was remarkable. The childishness he had more than a month ago was completely gone. Even though his moves were still not mature enough, he was already a qualified fighter.

As expected of a plot character, he grows so fast...

"Senior." Dong Zhang was a little happy at first, then he lowered his head in frustration, limped to sit down on a chair in the corridor, put his hands in the upturned broom head, and his face was shrouded in shadow.

A dull voice that was totally unlike his own spoke up: "I want to leave Thailand."

In all his previous visions of the future, they all started from Thailand, rather than just leaving after a Muay Thai match. It can be seen that those fanatical audiences gave him a very bad feeling.

"Would you like to come with me?" Terry's eyes were almost sparkling. He didn't care about winning or losing the game at all. With the revenge of his father's murder hanging over his head, honor and money were not important to him. He didn't need to care what others thought. At the age of sixteen, he longed for a like-minded friend who could walk with him.

"Ha~" Lin Xi rubbed Dong Zhang's broom head and said with a smile: "Then I wish you a pleasant journey." There is no point in comforting, and we should wait until the other party figures it out.

But in order to make this silly boy feel better, he still said, "I've watched all your games."

The Muay Thai Fighting Competition is actually a competition that is not so well-known among the people. It originated from the ancient Thai royal family's assessment to select civilian Muay Thai fighters. In modern times, a large number of fighting competitions have appeared. Competitions limited to Muay Thai practitioners are becoming increasingly niche, and their influence is limited to southern Thailand. It is far less than other fighting competitions in Thailand.

Whether it is the Emperor Fighting held by the previous Muay Thai King Nukan in the early years, or this year's Street Fighter competition, they are far more popular than Muay Thai fighting competitions.

Apart from the insignificant honor and insignificant bonus, the only benefit of a winning Muay Thai champion is that he will be sought after and invited by many powerful people.

Dong Zhang finally cheered up and was thinking about whether to travel with Terry when someone came over from a distance.

"Mr. Dong Zhang, congratulations on winning the championship. There is a banquet you will attend next..." The Thai man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses was speaking politely, and his tone did not sound like a discussion, but more like a notification.

"No, I'm not going anywhere." Dong Zhang stood up straight. His nearly 1.80-meter height and solid muscles were still quite intimidating.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses subconsciously took a step back, then walked forward with his chest puffed out, took off his glasses and said, "I'm your agent. If you still want to stay in this circle, you'd better be obedient." The energy flowed through his body.

The other three people present all realized that the unprepossessing man with gold-rimmed glasses was also a fighter.

Lin Xi's eyes swept across the man with gold-rimmed glasses, his hands covered with thick calluses, and his bulging temples. Judging from his aura and physique, this guy's strength should be on par with Dong Zhang, but in terms of experience, he should be an absolute crusher.

"Hey, man--" Terry was about to step forward to act as peacemaker.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses pushed him away roughly, pulled off his tie, revealing his dark and muscular chest, "You uneducated boy, you and your uneducated friends better behave yourself."

"Hey, I advise you to be more kind." Terry looked directly into the gold-rimmed glasses and his tone turned cold. The uneducated remarks touched his sore spot.

"Heh." The man with gold-rimmed glasses revealed his sharp white teeth as he looked at the hairy kids with contempt. Even though the two kids were almost as powerful as him, and he was already over 40 years old and didn't have the possibility or energy to move forward, as a former Muay Thai champion, even if the two kids came together, they would never be his opponent.

As mentioned earlier, Muay Thai champions are, to some extent, a kind of political asset unique to Thailand. After getting used to wealth and glory, former champions will retreat to the second line and either open a boxing gym to train a large number of championship candidates, or become an agent, select a seed, and lead the other party to become a champion.

Dong Zhang was able to grow rapidly thanks to his feeding, and through some channels, he acquired many of the previous champion Hoxha's move habits, and secretly fed them to Dong Zhang repeatedly during practice...

After paying so much, if the little devil in front of him runs away, he will suffer a great loss.

Terry was keenly aware that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and subconsciously tensed his muscles and clenched his fists, then put one hand on his shoulder.

"Children should decide their own affairs." Lin Xi walked out of the shadows, stood in front of the two teenagers, and said calmly: "How about letting us adults solve adult affairs?"

"Dong Zhang, take your friends and go first. We'll meet outside." He said lightly.

Terry was confused and thought there was going to be a big fight, but Dong Zhang pulled him away without hesitation.

"You are..." The terrified voice of the man with gold-rimmed glasses was blocked by the door, "Bang!" Only the dull sound of bones hitting the wall was left.

"Who is that man?" Terry asked curiously. The sudden appearance of the friendly force was so powerful that his kindness was about to explode.

Dong Zhang scratched his hair, returning to the broom shape, and said cheerfully: "My idol - Lin Xi."

"Lin Xi, Lin Xi." Terry repeated it twice. He felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't tell who it was.

"Squeak~" The door behind him opened again. He slammed his palm hard. The fighter's excellent memory allowed him to recall the origin of his name. He said excitedly: "The top four of the Street Fighter Fighting Tournament, the Hong Kong Islander who lost to Yuan!"

"To be precise, they should be Chinese." Lin Xi's voice came closer and closer. He caught up with the two men quickly, seemingly moving slowly but actually fast. He looked unharmed. After more than a month of crazy training, even if the wound on his pores had not been healed, ordinary weaklings would not be his match.
"Thank you, senior." Dong Zhang's eyes were twinkling with little stars, and he seemed to be about to pounce on him.

Lin Xi held the two men's shoulders. Well, the stench of blood and sweat mixed on this silly boy was really... hard to describe.

"Chinese?" Terry just turned the word around in his head for a moment, and he couldn't understand why the other party emphasized it at all. He simply ignored it and asked with a smile: "Senior, what school do you belong to..."

While responding to the greetings and questions of the two curious babies, Lin Xi quietly glanced at the surveillance camera in the corridor. Ever since Dong Zhang and Terry appeared, she had always felt like she was being watched.

There is no doubt that the troubles of the two silly boys are far from over, and it is more than just a matter of having an agent.

Um… I had planned to finish at 10:30, but I started playing League of Legends in the middle of the game and thought I would write after I won one. Then… I looked at the time again and it was already 11:30. The most frustrating thing is that I haven’t won my first victory yet.
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