"Do you know where you are wrong?" Zang Tianshou sat upright on the sofa. Although it was a soft backrest sofa, he sat with his back straight and his big golden knife slowly rotating his iron gallbladder, and his dark old eyes showed coldness. ≥

With his iron hand hanging down, he now looked normal except for one arm, and the missing arm could only wait for the matching gene arm, which was not an operation that could be completed in the Black City Infirmary.

"I'm sorry for the teacher's cultivation..." Tie Hand drooped his head, his eyes were confused, and he looked at the carpet under his feet: "I lost to a level A boxer..."

"Stupid!" Zang Tianshou slapped the coffee table in anger. This palm seemed powerful but silent, and the coffee table was shaking.

"It's not wrong to lose. Who has never lost? Even I never dare to win without a fight." Zang Tianshou snorted coldly and said, "Don't you know where you are wrong yet? Haha, I ask you, have I taught you that when you fight with others, you must be cautious about being arrogant and impatient?"

"...yes." Tie Shu said ashamed.

"Since there is, why do you make people furious after a few words?" Zang Tianshou became stronger and stronger. Although he was old and his temper was still hot. He asked again: "Well, have I taught you that when fighting with others, you must first test and test the other party's reality and reality. It is not too late to decide the outcome?"

"...yes." Iron Hand's head drooped even lower.

"Since there is, why do you make a big move with just one move?" Zang Tianshou scolded sternly: "Finally, I ask you, have I taught you that as a boxer, you must never hurt guests during the game?"

"...yes." Tie Hand's face was about to touch his chest muscles.

"Since there is, why did you break the iron stick and shoot the opponent? Don't you know that it is very likely that you will accidentally hurt the guest?" Zang Tianshou said angrily: "If it weren't for your opponent's quick response, there would definitely be a good dealer who would have splattered blood on the spot today.

"Do you know if the guests can sit there are either rich or noble? Do you know how annoying it will bring to the boxing ring? Do you know if you know how much it will cost to settle the boxing ring? Do you know if you hurt the guest, no matter whether the guest is dead or not, no matter whether the boxing ring is settled or not, you will use your life to apologize?"

A series of scolding made Tie Hand's face look like white paper and his body was shaking. After a while, Tie Hand said quietly: "What's the difference between me now and death?"

Zang Tianshou's face was full of disappointment: "Before you asked this, I thought you were still alive. After you asked this, I realized that you were dead.

"Even if you think you are dead, then you will be dead..."

Tie Hand smiled miserably: "Teacher, even if I am still alive, I am already a waste of value, right?"

"Do you think you are trash?" Zang Tianshou raised his eyebrows angrily: "Do you think I look like a scavenger?"

The iron hand drooped his head again, silent.

Zang Tianshou looked at Tie Hand in disappointment and shook his head slowly: "Yes, you have never met my requirements. But in my opinion, you have potential, but you still need to be tempered. But now, I admit that I have misunderstood.

"Forget it, go. Now, no one can save you. The only one who can save you is yourself."

Tie Hand trembled all over and raised his head suddenly. At some point, he was already in tears. He looked at Zang Tianshou unwillingly: "Teacher, I, I am not, actually..."

Zang Tianshou drooped his eyelids and stopped looking at him, but waved his hand powerlessly: "The fate between you and me has ended, let's go."

The iron hand was as dumb as a wooden chicken. After a while, he bowed deeply to Zang Tianshou in a daze, turned around and walked out of the door.

Zang Tianshou slowly leaned back against the backrest. At this moment, he seemed to be a little older, and the iron gallbladder that was rotating in his hand was so slow that he was weak.

After a while, a knock sounded outside the door.

Zang Tianshou felt as if he was suddenly awakened from a dream, and suddenly sat up straight, wiped his face with both hands. When his hands left his face, he regained his vigorous and vigorous side.

"Come in." Zang Tianshou held the iron gall in his hand again and slowly turned it.

The door was pushed open, and the golden cat walked in with waves, bowed to Zang Tianshou and said, "Teacher, the king is here."

Wang Ge followed closely behind. Although he had already known Zang Tianshou's existence, this was the first time he actually met. Mouse and Datou had already made some details for him, but when he saw it with his own eyes, Wang Ge was still shocked by the old man's restrained power.

The old man gives people the feeling that it is like a towering tree that has survived for hundreds or thousands of years. Although it has experienced countless winds and rains, it is still full of vitality.

Such a description seems nothing great, but in fact, Wang Ge feels like a newly unearthed grass in front of this towering tree. He is so humble and so small under the shade of the towering tree.

Among the strong men Wang Ge has seen, except for the big dragon head of the Earth General Manager, Bailong, Zang Tianshou's strength is the most unfathomable.

"Old Zang." Wang Ge bowed slightly with awe: "I am the king of one of the four great kings in the local Black City."

Wang Ge didn't know how Zang Tianshou would treat him. Although mouse and Datou said that it might be a good thing, Wang Ge was still very nervous when he thought that he had just crippled his disciples. So he was just a little cautious. When introducing himself, he first explained that he was no longer a boxer, and he was also the Four Great Kings. If you want to get angry, think more.

"Oh? You're not a boxer anymore?" Zang Tianshou stared at Wang Ge with sharp eyes, and then shook his head with regret: "What a pity, what a pity..."

What a pity? Wang Ge is a little confused. I am so eager to end the contract of selling the body!

At this time, the golden silk cat brewed a cup of tea and brought it to Zang Tianshou, put it gently on the tea table. Suddenly, with a "puff" sound, the teacup instantly penetrated the jade tea table and threw it towards the carpet.

Zang Tianshou stretched out casually, as if he had been waiting for the teacup to fall off. He just caught the teacup and put it to his mouth.

Jinsi Cat and Wang Ge looked at the jade tea table in surprise. It’s a hell! How could a complete teacup shape loophole appear on that good jade tea table?

Suddenly, the jade coffee table collapsed completely, and turned into fine particles of dust, falling on the carpet, floating in the air.

The golden cat and Wang Ge were both shocked. What happened? What happened?

If no one touches it, why did the jade tea table turn into dust by itself? Could it be that... it has been beaten into dust by someone long ago? But how can it keep it intact?

Wang Ge's heart moved. Could it be that he was beaten by Zang Tianshou? With Zang Tianshou's unpredictable profoundness, it could have been done. Because the jade tea table maintains a delicate balance, it can always remain the same. However, the tea cup placed by the golden silk cat breaks this balance, so the jade tea table collapses into powder.

Too strong... Wang Ge secretly smacked his tongue.

"squeak--"

The automatic cleaning robot drove over, first sucking the dust on the carpet, then it turned into a robot bird and flew up. It hovered around the air for a few times, sucking the dust in the air cleanly, and filtering the air to ensure air quality.

After a while of silence, Wang Ge saw that the scene seemed to be frozen and had to ask, "Old Zang, I don't know what a pity?"

Zang Tianshou was also very worried. He thought Wang Ge would have asked a question a long time ago, but he didn't expect that Wang Ge's nature was so calm that he couldn't even make it mysterious. Fortunately, Wang Ge gave him a step, and Zang Tianshou was saved. He handed the drunk teacup to the golden silk cat standing next to him, and said:

"You won ten consecutive games in the A-level arena and are already qualified to upgrade to the S-level boxer, but instead withdraw from the boxing match. It's a pity! Do you know how many people want to become S-level boxers?"

"I don't know." Wang Ge said honestly: "Is there any benefit to becoming an S-level boxer?"

Zang Tianshou didn't say anything, but raised his eyelids and glanced at the golden silk cat.

The Golden Wire Cat understood and immediately said: "After becoming an S-level boxer, he has a cooperative relationship with Black Star, not a subordinate relationship. Every time he plays a game, regardless of winning or losing, Black Star will pay at least seven-digit rewards.

"In addition to underground black fist, Black Star also has interstellar mercenaries, black market transactions, intelligence transactions, private sales of martial arts, private sales of weapons, etc. As Black Star serves as an S-level boxer, this Black Star can get internal prices in all its businesses and can share intelligence for free.

"In addition, no matter where the S-level boxer encounters any trouble, Black Star will be your most solid backing.

"If these are not important, then the most important thing is that you know that the upper limit of S-level boxers is level 20 life. For such a strong man, the most difficult thing is to meet the right opponent.

"Because the strong also needs enough battle to support his growth, and the boxing ring is undoubtedly the best place. You can apply for any opponent you want. If you want to compete with Zhuoer people, there is no problem.

"Maybe the biggest psychological barrier to being a boxer is that being despised by spectators. But becoming an S-level boxer completely does not exist, because the twenty-level life is a strong man admired by thousands of people no matter where in the solar system.

"Even those big families should be treated as guests of honor. So the guests who watch S-level competitions are all the mentality of fans looking at idols. When you win, they will worship them, when you fail, they will cry, when you die, some people will even follow them - so, what's wrong with becoming an S-level boxer?"
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