Dragon Hidden in the Sky

The "training" Ye Qing mentioned did not refer to training in combat sports or Sanda (Chinese kickboxing).

Instead, like him, they practiced martial arts and followed the path of martial arts!

Yes, this guy in front of me has incredibly fast punching speed and power. If you put him in MMA, he could probably compete for a gold belt.

"Perhaps this is possible?" A thought flickered in his mind.

Seeing the fox charging towards him, he suddenly jumped up.

"Ok?"

Ye Qing's actions stunned everyone.

What the hell is that? Jumping up like that?

This is the first time I've ever seen someone jump up in this underground boxing ring.

There is absolutely no defense.

As Ye Qing jumped up, he threw a punch directly at the fox in front of him with his right hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

As Ye Qing jumped up, the fox's punch landed squarely on Ye Qing's chest, while Ye Qing's punch accurately struck the fox's temple!

"boom!"

Ye Qing, who had jumped up, was sent flying by the impact, crashing into the octagonal cage before landing on the ground with a thud.

Then he clutched his chest in pain, as if he had been seriously injured, and tried to struggle to get up from the ground.

"I knew it! This guy has never trained at all!"

"Indeed, how could someone who has been trained jump up to hit?"

"I doubt anyone will bet on him to win this time!"

"Who says there aren't? When I was placing my bet just now, I saw a woman bet over six million."

"crazy?"

"No, look!"

……

Everyone looked down.

Ye Qing struggled to get up from the ground, but... the fox on the other side was holding its head, and it seemed to be losing its balance, swaying and shaking several times.

Finally, to everyone's astonishment, he lost his balance and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, Ye Qing struggled to his feet, grabbing the barbed wire fence beside him. He clutched his chest, panting heavily.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

The staff members stood by the octagonal cage and began to count down loudly.

At the top of the stairs, Su Qing looked at Ye Qing speechlessly and said, "Your acting is too exaggerated."

"what happened?"

"Why did this fox fall down?"

"What's going on?"

"It looks like that kid's punch when he jumped up hit the fox's temple?"

"Is this okay?"

"I feel like that kid is deliberately playing dumb to take advantage of others!"

……

Talking arose all around.

"five!"

"Four!"

……

"one!"

As the final voice rang out: "One-Punch Man wins this round! And One-Punch Man will advance to tonight's championship match, where his opponent will be... Black God!"

"Fuck you, I'm really throwing up! How did this bastard even make it to the championship?!"

"What the hell is this weirdo?!"

"Damn, that guy who bought six million worth of stuff, he's made it big!"

……

The sound echoed.

Ye Qing clutched his chest, as if he had reached his limit, and walked step by step towards the lounge with the help of the staff.

He walked for a long time before finally arriving at the lounge, where he lay down on a recliner.

Because it was still early, there was no one in the lounge.

Ye Qing took out his phone and glanced at it. He realized it was only a little past four o'clock. Since he couldn't leave now, he pretended to be injured and lay down on the recliner to doze off for a while.

Time flew by, and before we knew it, it was past six o'clock.

On the fifth floor, the fifth floor of the underground casino was becoming increasingly crowded, almost completely filling the entire staircase.

On the big screen, there was a schedule of upcoming matches and odds. The first match was Ye Qing versus Black God!

However, this time, the casino seemed to sense something was wrong. Their odds weren't very high; the odds for Ye Qing to win were only around four times.

At the betting area, Su Qing, carrying a large stack of chips, approached a staff member and smiled slightly, saying, "Seventy-two million, One-Punch Man wins!"

"Hmm?" The staff member gave Su Qing a strange look.

“This…” He naturally remembered Su Qing.

Two million becomes six million, then seventy-two million!

This is only two games.

The staff member sensed something was wrong. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you sure?"

Su Qing said, "Of course, confirmed, issue the tickets immediately!"

"Hey beautiful, don't think you'll always be this lucky. That kid clearly can't fight!" someone said. "You've finally won some money, I advise you to take it easy!"

Su Qing ignored all that and urged again, "Hurry up and issue the tickets!"

The staff member gritted his teeth and obediently issued Su Qing a ticket, which Su Qing then took and left satisfied.

The staff quickly pulled someone over, said a few words to him, and he himself quickly got up and walked in another direction!

……

Not long after, on the fifth floor of the underground casino, in a corner, the staff member was talking to someone.

"You mean that woman bet on One-Punch Man to win? This time it was 72 million?"

"Yes!" the staff member said. "I suspect that One-Punch Man is pretending to be weak while actually being strong!"

"Damn it, I got it. I'll go backstage later and find Black God!" the man said. "Trying to scheme against our casino? This kid doesn't think he wants to live!"

This time, the winnings approached 300 million, a figure that the casino found somewhat unacceptable.

……

At this moment, a noisy commotion was coming from the lounge.

"Hey, is this the guy whose opponent knocked him unconscious by hitting a pillar in the first match, who got a bye in the second match, and who jumped up and hit the fox's temple in the third match?" A cheerful voice rang out.

After saying that, he shook Ye Qing's chair!

Ye Qing was already awake. He opened his eyes and said, "Brother, don't shake me, it hurts!"

The man walked around to the front of Ye Qing, sized him up, and said, "Damn it, I've been fighting in this underground boxing arena for so many years, and this is the first time I've met someone like you. Sir, please let me bow to you!"

The other person wore a mask that looked like a rat, and although he was not tall, he was extremely muscular.

"Get out of here, you rat! I have something to say to him!" Just then, a tall, burly man approached, looking at Ye Qing with cold eyes.