Surge of Cultivation

Qian San's opponent was a bald man with a medium build. He was around 30 years old. Judging from the aura he released, his strength should be between a level 6 and 5 star warrior, slightly stronger than Qian San.

He did not expect that Qian San's defensive power was so outstanding that he did not even receive a few of his heavy blows. Seeing that his final punch had finally knocked him down to the ground, the bald man felt happy in his heart, but he did not expect Qian San to struggle to stand up and not admit defeat.

Qian San was actually at the end of his tether. He only obtained the 10,000 federal coins that only the victors would have, and he still held onto the hope of winning. In addition, for the so-called warrior's honor, he would rather be knocked down on the stage than admit defeat.

When he was fifty years old, he had the strength of a level six star martial artist. From this alone, one could tell that his aptitude was not high, coupled with the fact that he had been busy making money everywhere these years, busy with household chores and little practice, and was already quite old, he was not the opponent of the bald man who practiced the new martial art's consummate skill, "Water Dragon Fist".

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The bald man threw out two moves of "Water Dragon Fist". When his fists collided with Qian San's body, it was like a dragon flying into the sea, splashing water everywhere. Qian San howled miserably.

This time, Qian San was punched in the chest and abdomen at the same time, and the impact was many times more severe than before. He was lying on the ground, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, and just when the audience thought he had lost the ability to fight again and the countdown timer for ten seconds showed '3', Qian San once again shakily stood up.

"Qian San, stop fighting. You can't take it anymore!"

"Admit defeat, Qian San. If you keep fighting, you will lose your life!"

"You want to win 10,000 yuan?" You have no hope! "

"Even if you lose, you still get three thousand gold coins. Be contented!"

"Stop wasting time, we are still waiting to see the next match!"

"Get off the stage. I lost a thousand yuan!"

"I spent a total of 5,000 yuan on you! If you lose, I'll compensate you as well!"

"I lost ten thousand times!" "Damn, it's a huge loss!"

"Haha, my opponent is the bald man. I've won quite a lot this time!" Qian San, thank you for your tragic defeat! "

"Bald guy, good fight!" Let's continue fighting! I also bet on you. This time, I bet ten times more! "

"..."

Some people below the arena couldn't help but shout out. Those who bet on Qian San to win cursed incessantly, while those who bet on the bald man to win were extremely excited. It was as if they could already see an extra income on their accounts.

On the stage of Black Fist, as long as the weaker party did not admit defeat, it meant that they could continue the fight. The bald man looked at Qian San's mouth full of blood and the figure that could not even stand steadily.

No one would be surprised if Qian San was carried off the stage in the end, but since the Xing Yu Club had the contract in their hands, they could rely on it to avoid being held accountable by federal law, so they didn't need to take any responsibility.

"Uncle Qian, give up!" Your wife and children are waiting for you at home! "

Just as the bald man was about to make his move, a figure suddenly rushed to the side of the stage and shouted to Qian San who was on the stage.

The voice echoed in the large stadium. The thousands of spectators in the arena could clearly hear it. They all turned their gazes towards the source of the voice.

"Where did this little brat come from, come here and shout!" Where's the waiter? Throw him out! "

"What little brat, he's clearly a seventeen or eighteen year old youth!" Your eyes sure are bad! "

"What is this kid's relationship with Qian San?" Could it be his son? "

"Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what that brat just said? He wants Qian San to go back and see his wife and children! "

"Oh, then he is not the third son of Qian …" Could it be an illegitimate child? "

"Holy sh * t, that brat actually has a serial number on him. He's here to fight black boxing as well!"

"Aiya, such a cute little handsome guy, why is he also here to fight in the dark?" Did he lack money to spend it? "Ai, if he were to touch anything while being hurt, it would make my heart ache!"

"Little handsome brother, stop your boxing. Come with me in a while. I'll take care of you!"

"It's none of your business. I took a fancy to Auntie's milk first!"

"..."

The last few people speaking were the female audience members. They saw how shabby the youth's clothes were and thought that he was crazy so they decided to take the risk of going undercover. They couldn't help but have the urge to show mercy to him.

The person who rushed up to the stage to persuade Qian San was naturally Ye Qingdi. Not only did his voice attract the attention of the entire audience, it also made the two people on the stage stunned.

The bald man had already won and was in no hurry to attack. He coldly looked at Qian San and waited for him to make the final decision. Qian San admitting defeat of his own accord was for the best.

Qian San turned his head and looked at Ye Qingdi, wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth. He smiled at him and shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to admit defeat.

Ye Qingdi had a good impression of Qian San, but seeing that he refused to step down even if he died, he became anxious, wanting nothing more than to rush forward and pull Qian San down. He shouted, "Why are you so stupid? Why don't you think about how your wife and children will live if you're not here anymore? Who should they rely on? Let me tell you, there are a lot of poor people in this world. Some people can't even eat. Listen to me and give up! As long as a person was alive, there was hope! "He's gone, everything is gone …"

When Qian San heard his loud words, his expression changed from resolute to sluggish. He struggled internally for a moment before finally agreeing to concede.

The "Heavenly Shield" defensive wall around the stage slowly opened a "door" that could let one person in and out. Under the insults of the audience, Qian San walked down the stage dejectedly.

The audience gave him applause and cheers. Although he had been mentally prepared for his failure, when he heard the curses directed at him, he still felt sad in his heart and wished that he could immediately find a hole to hide in.

This was because he had seen many martial artists that ended up miserable, either dead or crippled. Although he was injured, he could recover in a short period of time as long as he took care of himself. When he thought that he could still be together with his wife and children, and also work hard to earn money for his family, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Emperor Ye Qing was right! When people are alive, there is hope. When people are gone, there is nothing left! He would never eat this bowl of rice again. In any case, as long as he had the strength, he wouldn't be afraid of starving himself to death! As for that extravagant son of his, he would definitely discipline him in the future and let him know how hard it was and how difficult it was for his father to make money outside! Hmph, if that woman dotes on my son again, I will discipline her as well!

If you become a lion in the river, I will become a hunter, and I will make you afraid of me!

When Qian San thought of this, he suddenly straightened his back. The grievances and grievances that his wife had been suppressing for decades were all swept away.

"Uncle Qian, you're willing to come down!" You've suddenly thought it through? " When Ye Qingdi saw the dejected look on Qian San's face as he walked down the arena, his complexion suddenly turned much better. It was as if a big problem in his heart had been easily solved as he walked up to Qian San and asked with a smile.

"Mm, I've thought it through." Qian San smiled bitterly and lightly patted Ye Qingdi's shoulder. "Little brother, thank you!" I finally understand that a person who can't take it off is a fool! Only those who could afford it and put it aside could be called smart people! "Hehe, the knot in my heart has disappeared. I feel much younger all of a sudden. It's just like what you said in the lounge: 35 years old!"

Ye Qingdi smiled at him and teased, "Uncle Qian, aren't you afraid that aunt will be fierce towards you after losing like this?"

Qian San said, "If you are alive, go back and you will be lucky! Besides, I still have three thousand gold taels to take. I can't leave empty-handed! Hehe, if her wife isn't satisfied, I'll drag her here to take a look! In the future, I want to turn over and become the master of my house! "

Ye Qingdi stretched out his thumb and praised, "Men should be this domineering!"

The loudspeakers called out the serial number of Ye Qingdi, but the bald man did not come out. It seemed that he was prepared to keep fighting, and his opponent would undoubtedly be Ye Qingdi.

"Little brother, this bald man is not easy to deal with!" His "Water Dragon Fist" belongs to the new martial arts' water attribute, so when he threw out that punch, the tip of his fist faintly formed a water element dragon head, which was accompanied by a light dragon's roar. This should be the result of him reaching the second layer of the "Water Dragon Fist" level, and his strength should not be far from that of a level five star martial artist. "

At this point, Qian San looked at Ye Qingdi worriedly, then asked, "Why are you fighting for? Was he short of money to spend? Or do you young people like to look for excitement? Or is he trying to raise his strength through his black fists? "

"I do." Ye Qingdi said honestly.

"You're still young!" Qian San sighed and changed the topic. "You go up and hand it over to him. If it doesn't work, then admit defeat like I did to prevent any mishaps!"

"Uncle Qian, how much money do you have on you?" Ye Qingdi suddenly asked with a smile.

Qian San was stunned. "There is still five or six thousand in cash. There is still more than ten thousand in the federation's bank card. Adding it up, it should be around twenty thousand." What do you want? "

"Your injuries don't seem too serious. If you're not in a hurry to leave, you should stay and participate in the gambling. Betting all the money you have on me! I will definitely win! " Ye Qingdi puffed his chest up and said confidently.

"You have the confidence to defeat the bald man? "If I lose, I would be completely naked …" Qian San scratched his head.

"Trust me, that's right!" Ye Qingdi casually shook his long hair that he had not cut for a long time, yet had washed it clean and refreshing, giving off an air of 'who else'.