"Congratulations to the monk Gao Wei on his victory in the underground boxing world, defeating all the masters, and winning the "Little Slam" competition. The equal amount of spiritual crystal rewards of 10 million federal coins have been issued to your account. Please check..."

"The result of the gambling 'High-dimensional can win the small slam' you purchased has been released. At the odds of 5:1, the equal amount of 75 million federal coins has arrived. Please check..."

It has to be said that the rewards and gambling in the underground boxing world are extremely fast and refreshing, as if to give the monks who have gone through many tests and cruel battles a shot of a heart-warming shot.

People feel refreshed when they are happy.

This helps monks who have suffered severe damage to recover as soon as possible, or buy much-needed resources immediately.

Of course, some serious injuries may also die faster because of excessive excitement.

This is naturally not the fault of the boxing world.

This way of doing things is indeed quite authentic.

In fact, underground boxing players have great business and don’t care about this little money at all. This is a way to win people’s hearts. Some people will indeed have a little improvement in their impression of underground boxing.

“…huhu…Equivalent spiritual crystals with net profit of 70 million federal coins…”

Because the spirit crystals are distributed, they are much higher than the real federal currency.

This is the first time Gao Wei has really made so much money with his strength, and it is even close to the income from buying a lottery.

A kind of down-to-earth joy and a fulfilling sense of accomplishment instantly filled my heart.

With this, this trip is worth it.

Gao Wei showed a steady joy and cautious pleasure. After eating something, he planned to leave. Before he reached the door, Carl rushed in like a gust of black wind, spread his arms and gave him a bear hug.

"You are so lucky! It's also my luck! Ha, of course, it's because of your strength!"

The surprise on Carl's face was unconcealed and looked even happier than Gao Wei himself.

"As never been seen before! You are simply my koi. You don't know how much your victory means to me..."

"Gao Wei, do you know? There were 327 times, and I thought you would definitely die, but you took it over and won..."

"Perhaps, orientals like you, especially Huayan people, can truly understand the true meaning of martial arts, understand the meaning of the sentence "Warrior, stop the spear", and practice it! I think you don't abuse your opponents, but try to give them a pleasure. Ha, they know in the dark, don't know if they hate you or thank you..."

"Also, I think you perfectly explain the way of martial arts to defeat the strong with the weak, and every time you turn the tables when your strength seems to be insufficient..."

"The way of heaven can reduce the excess and make up for the deficiency, so weak can defeat the strong, and insufficient can defeat the excess..."

Carl pulled Gaowei and kept slapping Gaowei's shoulders, and then tinkered with a lot of theories from his thick lips like a walnut, and flattered Gaowei.

Of course, his premise is that he is determined that Gaowei is not strong, and it seems that he does not see that Gaowei hides his strength.

Gao Wei nodded, as if he had accepted the other party's flattery, and gave Carl a thumbs up and thanked him.

Uncle Sida, behind Carl, listened expressionlessly, but did not close his eyes this time.

Gao Wei looked at Carl's black hands that were constantly slapping on him at the right time, grinning.

Carl discovered it at the right time and exclaimed: "Damn it, I forgot that you were so seriously injured. Let Uncle Sida and I give you a ride..."

“…Send you a ride…”

When I heard the word Carl, my high-dimensional eyelids twitched slightly.

Because Carl spoke Chinese and spoke very smoothly, the high-dimensional system translation function was not enabled, but he didn't expect that he would show his timidity in some places after all.

This "send you a ride" feels like sending yourself to the West.

Carl obviously didn't realize it, nor did he mean that much.

Gao Wei doesn't care.

Carl said as he walked: "Ha, the performance over there must be very interesting this time..."

He is in a good mood.

It's not because of the high-dimensional strength.

A five-star monk, no matter how strong he is, is not seen by Carl. He is even qualified to ignore most star monks.

But this victory was unprecedented for him.

It seems to indicate that the other party has a slight looseness of his all-round blockade without blind spots.

In fact, he has discovered many good players before, many of whom are even more powerful than Gaowei in his eyes, but most of them are intercepted by the opponent before they even play and directly pull them to their opposite side.

After the truly powerful fish he found went on the field, the opponent would directly lift the table, change the rules, and assign terrible opponents to block the game in this small slam competition.

If one game doesn’t work, there will be two games; if two games doesn’t work, there will be three games...

In six games, no matter how strong you are, you will never be able to resist the wheel tactics of the strong men of the same level sent by the opponent one after another.

So all the masters he found died.

Although Carl was angry about the other party's behavior, he had no choice but to do anything to others.

So although Carl has been together here for nearly two years, he has not found anyone and has won even a "little slam".

Naturally, according to the agreement and the regulations of the underground boxing agent himself, he did not get into the qualifications for subsequent competitions, and could only keep looking for candidates for the minor slam, and this lowest level of brokerage business was transferred on the spot...

He has been looking for a suitable person to break through this for him.

But he fought repeatedly, but he fought again and again...

Some time ago, after a major setback, he went to Tianjing City, Huayan District to do something, and then purchased a batch of personnel data through secret channels. On a whim, he personally took Uncle Sida to relax while finding a group of ordinary people like Gao Wei who secretly practiced.

Later, he almost forgot about this matter, and just sent a few messages with threats.

Later, he found out that Gao Wei had become a five-star monk, and he actually didn't really care about it.

But even the moment before Gao Wei won the competition, he actually didn't pay much attention to him.

Another person he valued, that person died in the hands of the little girl in the first scene...

At this moment, Carl thought about it. Perhaps it was Gao Wei's strength that was not outstanding at all, which made him not very hopeful, and his opponents would not pay more attention to it. Only by allowing Gao Wei to go all the way to the end and to make him achieve his breakthrough today.

The Little Slam is not only a high-dimensional touchstone, but also a touchstone for him.

In the future, Gao Wei can participate in the boxing world normally, and he, Carl, has also obtained the qualification to be a broker's subsequent competition.

Think back, Gaowei's strength is really a point stronger, but a point weaker is not good.

If you are strong, you will attract the other party's attention and attract terrifying obstacles.

But if it is weaker, Gao Wei will have died long ago.

And he also has to continue to struggle in the hell level difficulty of the Little Slam...
Chapter completed!