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Chapter 22 The Mad Gambler!!!
night.

Fang Qingyu stood in the audience seats of the boxing arena.

He glanced around naturally.

The effects of attribute points remain powerful.

This time, Fang Qingyu added the weakest speed.

The strength in the lower limbs increased again.

Meanwhile, the soreness in the areas where the medicine was applied during the day was relieved again, and at least 80% of the pain was restored. I can sleep again tonight.

Tomorrow, I can continue to undergo both painful and joyful training.

However, Fang Qingyu also had some questions after training today.
Although Coach Zheng's attitude today was not particularly enthusiastic.

But I always taught him personally.

They even summoned Zhao Feng.
Even tomorrow, Teacher Lin will personally teach him.

I feel a little flattered.

so far.

At the martial arts school, Fang Qingyu hadn't yet encountered anyone who was overly sarcastic, arrogant, or only willing to teach him through connections.
Whether it was Qin Jiao, Zheng Jiao, or Zhao Feng, they all treated me very well.

It's so harmonious that it doesn't feel like a place where fists are the deciding factor.

It's more like
A greenhouse for cultivating martial artists?

However, Fang Qingyu was just speculating; perhaps the atmosphere at Chenfeng Martial Arts Academy was just better.

"Damn it!! Fuck him, fuck him to death!!!"

The noise from the audience brought Fang Qingyu back to his senses.

In the arena.

Zhang Meng, a burly man nearly two meters tall, is swinging his granite-like right arm.

His nickname was "Iron Hammer," and his bulging muscles swelled with each breath, while the three gold belt tattoos on his left shoulder gleamed darkly under the spotlight.

Chen Xiao, wearing a black mask, looked like a thin, fallen leaf, swaying precariously in the wind of the punches.

"The thirteenth heavy punch!"

The commentator was yelling in a hoarse voice.

"Chen Xiao's room to dodge has been compressed into a corner, Zhang Meng is about to finish the match."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xiao suddenly bent his knees and dived down.

Zhang Meng's punch grazed past his ear, and the resulting gust of wind blew his mask off.

A tsunami of gasps erupted from the audience. Beneath the mask was a face covered in scars, the knife wounds from the brow bone to the corner of the mouth resembling a centipede grinning maliciously.

Chen Xiao's broken mouthguard was bleeding, but his slender eyes shone with a frightening light.

The moment Zhang Meng lost his balance and leaned forward due to a missed swing, Chen Xiao's right leg rose like a venomous snake, drawing a strange arc from bottom to top.

"boom!!"

The dull thud of the shinbone colliding with the chin echoed throughout the stadium through the loudspeaker.

Zhang Meng's 200-pound body crashed to the ground.

The referee immediately rushed over and slapped the ground to start the countdown.

"Ten! Nine! One!"

When the referee raised Chen Xiao's wrist, the entire fighting arena seemed to explode like a powder keg.

Mineral water bottles and banknotes rained down on the ring as several burly men frantically tore apart their betting slips.

Fang Qingyu's temples throbbed.

He could sense the audience standings now.
Unusually agitated!!
really.

The next second, the [Vigilance] skill icon began flashing rapidly.

Fang Qingyu also started moving at the same time.

Three steps were reduced to one, allowing him to leap directly down the steps.

Just as the first tattooed man was about to leap over the railing, Fang Qingyu had already pounced on him like a ghost.

"Please sit down."

Fang Qingyu's voice rang in his ear as he gripped Fang's shoulder with his right hand.

The tattooed man who was touched by him immediately fell straight back into his seat like a fish whose bones had been removed.

His angry expression turned into pain.

"Okay, okay, let go, let go!!"

Solve one.
There's a second one.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Fang Qingyu turned around and continued running uphill.

A plainly dressed bald man, his eyes now completely red, was about to stand up.

However, he was still not as fast as Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu gripped his left shoulder tightly.

But when he was pushed back into his seat, the bald man didn't wail like the tattooed man.

Instead, he suddenly pulled out his left hand, which was wrapped in black cloth, and stretched it out towards Fang Qingyu.

A cold light emerged from the black cloth; a serrated dagger tore through the air, aiming straight for the throat!
A prickling sensation, like needles, appeared on my skin.

Their rapid breathing stopped at that moment.
The next moment.

The hands of the watch seemed to freeze.

The whole world turned into viscous amber, and he could see the fine beads of sweat hanging on the other person's eyelashes and the frantic bloodshot in their eyes.
Fang Qingyu calmly reached out, grabbed the other person's wrist, and twisted it upwards sharply.
Click! !
"Ah—" Before the sound of breaking bones could be heard, the bald man's scream echoed throughout the entire venue.

The screams from the previously frenzied audience silenced the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

Blood splattered continuously on the seats, and the bald man writhed frantically between them, trying to alleviate his pain.

"Everyone, please maintain order! Stay seated and don't move!!"

Fortunately, at that moment, Lü Chen's voice came through the radio.

Soon, the other security guards rushed over and subdued the bald man.

"Are you OK?"

Fang Qingyu's colleagues looked at him.

"I'm fine, but he's in trouble."

Fang Qingyu calmly shook his head and pointed to the floor beside him.

When everyone turned around, they saw a pool of blood on the ground, with a severed hand lying quietly in the blood, keeping company with the knife.

Just as I was twisting the other person's wrist.

The knife handle also detached from the air and was caught between the bent back of the hand and wrist.

I used a bit too much force at the time.

"Go down first."

The group quickly bandaged the bald man's wounds, picked up the severed hand from the floor, and lifted it off the floor.

In the security room.

"Drink some water."

Lu Chen stood to the side and handed over a water glass.

"Thank you."

Fang Qingyu took the water glass.

Seeing that he showed no emotional fluctuation, Lü Chen found it a bit strange.

"You are not afraid?"

This isn't just a fight with some blood; it involves human remains. Normal people would panic if they encountered this situation for the first time.

"Uh, it's alright."

Fang Qingyu was also thinking about this problem.

In terms of sheer gore, it was far more serious today than in the alley.

This was also his first time encountering armed combat.

But I felt no emotional reaction.
I have absolutely no fear of knives.

It's as if you know that even if the other person has a knife, they can't pose a threat to you.

There was not a trace of panic.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to enter the state of dragon hibernation at that time.

"Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy."

Seeing that Fang Qingyu didn't seem to be lying, Lü Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"He's carrying a knife this time because someone neglected their duty. I'll give you an explanation once I find out."

"And you acted in self-defense, so you don't need to bear any responsibility."

Lu Chen walked over and patted Fang Qingyu on the shoulder.

After hearing this, Fang Qingyu was completely relieved, as long as there was no excessive defensiveness.

"I'll handle the rest. How about I give you a few days of paid leave?"

"Uh"

Fang Qingyu was initially quite grateful, but upon hearing this, he immediately looked up.

"No need, I'm fine, I'm not injured, I don't need to rest."

Rest is impossible.

Even without entering the Dragon's Hibernation state, I could have easily suppressed the opponent.

After all, the other party is just an ordinary person.

He punched himself.
The other person's insomnia can be resolved immediately.

"Haha, okay then, if you want to go to work, I can't stop you. I'll double your salary this month, and include it in tonight's bonus."

Seeing that Fang Qingyu really wanted to go to work, Lü Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

Fang Qingyu then stood up with satisfaction and left the fighting gym.

Soon, only Lü Chen remained in the office.

Open the surveillance video of Fang Qingyu stopping the bald man on the computer.

He frowned and stared at it for quite a while.
Then he opened the alley surveillance video that Brother Qiao had sent him earlier.

He kept scanning between the two videos.

Finally, I picked up my phone.

"Brother Qiao, you're right."

(End of this chapter)