"Haha, my little brother is smart and I like it very much." After playing haha ​​for a while, Liang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "The reason why the black market boxing ring is called a black market is of course illegal. Black market boxing is almost 'nothing'

"Restricted Fighting", although boxing is the main event, there are also many events involving swords and knives."

"Except for not using hot weapons, hidden weapons, poisoning, etc., contestants can hit their opponents in any way, and... regardless of life or death." He lowered his voice on the last four words and leaned his head over,

Whispered in Yingtian's ear.

Liang Cheng glanced at Miao Fu, grinned and continued: "You know, the more cruel the method, the more encouraged it is. Because of this, black market boxing can mobilize and satisfy everyone's desire for excitement. Little brother, this is harmful to others,

Not for you."

Seeing that Yingtian remained silent and had no intention of speaking, Liang Cheng glanced at Miaofu again and said quietly: "Don't worry, you only participate in level five and six competitions, which are competitions for innate warriors and below. Do you have the guts to go?"

Miaofu listened clearly from beginning to end. She held her elder brother's left hand tightly with both hands and said anxiously: "Brother, don't listen to what he said. You don't want to participate."

Yingtian thought for a while and then made a decision. He calmly said to Liang Cheng: "Let me think about it for a few days."

"Okay! Little brother, I'm waiting for your reply. We don't care about our age. You can just call me Brother Cheng from now on. This is my business card. Take it. If you think about it, call me and I will come to pick you up in person!" Liang

Cheng always looked at Yingtian with a smile on his face and handed him a beautiful pink business card.

At this time, Aqiang also finished weighing the two brothers and sisters' junk items, timidly took a handful of change and handed it to Yingtian.

Yingtian nodded slightly and put the money directly into his pocket without counting the amount. He raised his hand and waved towards Liang Cheng, saying, "Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, he took Miao Fu and turned around to leave.

At this time, Ah Sheng and the others gathered around Liang Cheng. Looking at the retreating figures of the Yingtian brothers and sisters, they felt as if they had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was quite unpleasant.

Liang Cheng clasped his hands on his chest and said with a chuckle: "If we have this money tree, why will we collect waste in the future?"

Xiaozhu and Aqiang immediately nodded and bowed: "Brother Cheng has thought carefully. As long as this kid can make money, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies."

Liang Cheng's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. Thinking that last time because this boy failed to complete the task of the family leader, he was punished to buy scraps, he was full of resentment and felt very unwilling.

On the winding road to Xia Tang Wan, Ying Tian promised Miao Fu several times that he would not engage in black boxing, and tried his best to convince Miao Fu to believe him.

Miao Fu was always dubious and her mouth was raised. She stretched out her little hand and said playfully: "Brother, it's useless for you to talk so much. Just take out what he gave you and tear it up."

Yingtian was secretly happy. He had remembered the phone number on the business card, but his little sister didn't notice it.

He pretended to be helpless, took out his business card from his pocket, handed it to Miao Fu and said, "Fu'er, take it! Do you believe me now?"

"That's not bad." Miao Fu grinned, grabbed the business card, and ran forward in a bounding motion. At the same time, she tore the business card into pieces with three strokes, and threw it into the air with all her strength, "Wow.

"He yelled, dancing with joy as if he had won a victory.

Yingtian looked at his little sister's happy look with relief, and also laughed happily. He followed Fu'er, constantly thinking about black market boxing.

Their father had repeatedly told them not to expose their identity as warriors easily, and also emphasized that Yingtian should learn to hide his strength and not show his ability to fight beyond the level unless absolutely necessary.

Even if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. What's more, now, the murderer of my father and the enemy hiding in the dark are unknown. If these people know the truth, not only you, but also your family will suffer.

Their father's past teachings and school education all taught them to "hide their skill in their weakness, and use their adversity as their strength."

Yingtian disagrees with this. For the safety and happiness of his loved ones, he is fearless of anyone and anything, and is willing to take risks and defend with death; he will not hide his clumsiness against the enemy, will not restrain his sharp edge, and must dare to use his sword.

, even if you fall, you will still become a mountain and a ridge!

Now, although Yingtian has already made his decision, in order not to worry his family, he plans to consider black market boxing after some time.

These days, in order to be able to practice black boxing in the future, Yingtian has been practicing hard to increase his strength while studying.

Now, Yingtian clearly felt that the fighting energy in his lower dantian was gathering and settling more and more, and it seemed to be more solid.

Although there was no obvious progress in practicing "Rilan Yuexin Jue" and "Star Burning Code", he had some vague insights. These two techniques were indeed difficult to grasp, and he could be said to be making progress step by step in practice.

Yingtian knew that if he could work harder, his cultivation and physical body would undergo earth-shaking changes, so he was not in a hurry for success.

As for the first three moves of "Hongling Sword Technique", Yingtian has been able to master them and use them with ease. According to his current level of cultivation, it is quite difficult to achieve such results.

After the previous two battles, Yingtian clearly felt his own shortcomings. If he only relied on a single sword move to fight against others, he would feel powerless and difficult to win when facing a stronger opponent.

Now, he urgently needs to have a boxing or palm technique, as well as body and footwork techniques to practice.

As the sun sets in late autumn, thousands of tons of food come in.

Autumn is originally the golden harvest season, but the leaves in Jiaoweng Forest have turned yellow and are blowing in the bleak autumn wind.

Layers of yellow dead branches and leaves covered his father's tomb. As soon as Yingtian came home, he saw his mother, hunched over, struggling to clean the tomb with a broom in her hand.

Recently, Yingtian feels that her mother is often exhausted, becoming more and more taciturn, and from time to time she looks dazed and murmurs to herself.

Yingtian was heartbroken. His mother would collapse if she continued like this. Although the three brothers and sisters often chatted with their mother, they had little effect. He was very distressed because there was still no clue about his father's affairs and he didn't know how to investigate.

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Yingtian thought that almost every day, he was on the front line between home and school. If this continued, there would be no hope of getting any information about his father.

Since his father was no longer here, except for Tang Feifan who came to their house occasionally to ask about the situation, other villagers never visited their home again. The people in Xiatangwan seemed to be worried or afraid of something, and they all deliberately avoided the Chunhe family.

At a young age, Yingtian first felt the warmth and coldness of the world, but he didn't pay too much attention. He just said that others have their own difficulties, and in the end you have to rely on yourself for everything.

He decided that he must go out as soon as possible and engage in black boxing! In this way, he could not only earn more money for his family, but also contact people from all walks of life and at different levels, and obtain more information channels so that he could inquire about his father's affairs.

On the way home from school that day, Yingtian contacted Liang Cheng at a public phone booth and told him that he could only boxing on weekends.

Of course Liang Cheng was happy to see this happen, and kept saying that he would drive to his home to pick him up in person. Yingtian naturally refused and asked him to wait far away on the roadside of Baita. After all, he didn't know Liang Cheng, and he was worried that his family would know that he was cracking down on gangsters.

Boxing thing.

Time flies like water, and the sun and moon follow each other. In the blink of an eye, Saturday is here.

On the roadside of Baita Road, Liang Cheng greeted Yingtian and got into the van with a smile on his face. The driver was Ah Sheng, whom Yingtian had fought against last time.
Chapter completed!