Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

Zhao Sheng changed his clothes, took the money, and prepared to leave. The more than 200,000 yuan he received was enough for him to live a normal life for a while. It was the total amount of the prize money he won in the competition plus the 5% commission from the bets.

This is a rule set by underground boxing matches: for every match a fighter wins, they receive an additional 1% cut of the bet, with a maximum cap of 5%.

Zhao Sheng won six games in a row, so he naturally got the highest commission.

"Haha, Brother Xuancang, you're awesome! I bet everything I had on you to win this time, and I didn't expect you to actually win. After tonight, I'm going to retire from this life of crime and go home to get married."

Zhao Sheng glanced at the laughing Black Wolf. This guy's total net worth was at least a million, and with his own odds of 1:2 and 1:1, his net worth had doubled.

"Are you really planning to quit?" Zhao Sheng asked.

"I'm quitting. I'm almost thirty. If I didn't want to save up some more money for my wife, I wouldn't have come tonight. I'll invite you to my wedding, bro," Black Wolf said cheerfully.

"Then let's leave." Zhao Sheng nodded. He was almost twenty-five years old, but he was obsessed with martial arts. In addition, his parents had passed away and no one was pressuring him to get married, so he had remained single until now.

Black Wolf nodded, and the two quickly left through the secret passage they had come from.

"Then we'll part ways here. If you want to continue fighting in underground boxing matches in the future, I'll introduce you to a middleman." With that, Black Wolf walked into the depths of the alley, where there was another exit.

Seeing the black wolf leave, Zhao Sheng nodded slightly and also left.

Because his six games were very short, even after he came out, the scene was still brightly lit with neon lights. There were fewer pedestrians at night, but you could still see people coming and going.

goooo~

As Zhao Shenggang stepped out of the alley, he saw a stall across the street and his stomach rumbled with hunger. "I'm starving, I'll grab something to eat before I go home."

Boxing is very physically demanding. It's fine to practice boxing regularly, but if you box like you did tonight, you're bound to expend a lot of energy.

The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" perfectly illustrates this point.

After ordering two servings of fried noodles with eggs from the stall, Zhao Sheng found a seat and sat down. Three policemen, two men and one woman, were sitting next to him.

"That Liu Chuang is a real scoundrel. How many times has he been involved in fights? He never learns from his mistakes. He should be locked up for a few years to teach him a lesson," the policewoman said angrily.

"Hey, Qilin, calm down. Why get angry over a social scumbag? There's been talk from above about a crackdown lately, he won't be arrogant for long," the male police officer said.

"Alright, there are too many petty thieves at night. Let's finish eating quickly and continue our patrol," another male police officer said.

Zhao Sheng remained silent, pondering to himself, "It seems there's still some time before the plot begins. I hope there's enough time. I'll go back and study the cheat system, since it's the foundation of my livelihood."

The three were still chatting when Zhao Sheng's late-night snack arrived. They finished eating and drove away in their police car. He quickly finished his snack and left as well.

The underground boxing match was not close to the Jido Martial Arts School. It took him half an hour to get there and about half an hour to get back.

Zhao Sheng opened the door to the martial arts school, quickly walked into the room, then sat cross-legged on the bed, and opened the control panel with a thought.

【World Travel (37%)】

"Huh? How did it get to 37% in just one afternoon?" Zhao Sheng was puzzled after seeing the percentage suffix.

He spent the whole day at the martial arts gym today, so how could his energy have inexplicably increased by 7%? Does his cheat ability automatically recharge? Or is it related to the murder he committed at tonight's underground boxing match?

Zhao Sheng glanced at the panel, his eyes bright. Today's tasks, besides checking for cancer and teaching Ye Wu and others how to cultivate, included tonight's underground boxing match.

If the cheat code is automatically charged, that's fine. But if it's charged by killing, then you have to be prepared to participate in underground boxing matches for a long time. However, the risks of underground boxing matches in China are too high.

If possible, it's better to fight in underground boxing matches abroad, where there are fewer restrictions and rules compared to China.

"I'll go to sleep tonight and find out the results tomorrow. If it really is about killing people to generate energy, I wonder if I can replace it with some chickens and ducks?" Zhao Sheng thought to himself, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

He slept sitting upright, practicing Taoist breathing techniques. Even while sleeping, he did not forget to cultivate, truly achieving cultivation in all his actions, whether walking, sitting, or lying down.

The next morning.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and sat upright. He had slept all night and not only did he not feel sleepy, but he even felt energetic. This had been the case for several years, so it was nothing unusual.

He opened the panel and saw: [World Travel (37%)]

"If it's not automatic charging, then it seems to be charging by killing. Let's go to the market and buy a chicken to kill and see if we can charge the cheat." Zhao Sheng's eyes darkened slightly. He closed the panel, got up to wash, and then went to the courtyard to start practicing his boxing.

After leaving the martial arts gym, I bought a chicken at a nearby market. Unfortunately, even after killing the chicken, my cheat ability's charge progress remained at 37%.

"It seems killing chickens or other animals won't work; I need to kill people to recharge. Or perhaps chickens don't provide enough energy to support the cheat system?" Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered, and he took out his phone to make a call. "Hey, Black Wolf."

"Brother Xuancang, what's wrong? It's only been one night, why are you calling all of a sudden?"

"I need your help. Could you check where there are any underground boxing matches tonight? I want to sign up because someone in my family is sick and we urgently need money."

"Okay, but you know I said last night that I wanted to retire from the underground boxing world, so I can recommend someone to you. As for participating in underground boxing, I'll send you a message later. That's all for now, bye."

Zhao Sheng hung up the phone, glanced at the sky, left the martial arts gym, had breakfast, and then went to the hospital to pick up his medical examination report.

"You are in good health and there are no abnormalities." Zhao Sheng looked at the report in his hand, feeling a great weight lifted from his heart. He tore the report into pieces and threw it into the trash can before leaving the hospital.

Back at the martial arts school, Zhao Sheng started boxing. Now that the threat of cancer was gone, he felt relieved and his boxing became more relaxed.

This is a kind of spiritual growth and an elevation of character.

Zhao Sheng practiced for the entire morning. He ate several meals outside at noon and then returned to continue practicing boxing. During this time, Ye Wu and the other two came and practiced stance training for half an hour before leaving.

At the same time, he told the three of them not to come over in the afternoon. For now, they only need to practice standing meditation. Once they have mastered the basics of standing meditation, he will teach them some fist and foot techniques.

Ring ring!

Before he knew it, it was afternoon when Zhao Sheng's phone suddenly rang, interrupting his boxing practice. He answered the call, and Black Wolf's voice came from the other end:

"There are several matches in Tianhe City tonight. If you're free now, you can go there first. I've already registered you. Your middleman is a guy named Fierce Tiger."

"I'll give you his number now. Call him when you get there, and he'll take you in. There are a lot of boxers participating in tonight's match, so you need to be careful."

"Okay, thank you." Zhao Sheng thanked him, hung up the phone, and saw that it was a text message from Black Wolf. He copied and saved it.

He glanced at the sky, booked a high-speed rail ticket on his phone, packed his clothes, and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.

moment.

The taxi stopped outside the high-speed rail station. Zhao Sheng paid the fare, got out of the car, and walked into the station. His ticket was for a little after four o'clock. As soon as he entered the station, his ticket was checked.

Zhao Sheng just happened to be there; his high-speed rail ticket was the last one available, so if he missed it, he would have to wait for a ticket for around 6 PM...