......

......

Meanwhile.

In an underground training ground.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A deafening sound rang out in the training ground.

And every time when the sound sounds.

The entire underground training ground is trembling slightly!

Whew!

The samurai stood in the middle of the training ground, slowly adjusting his breathing.

looked at the huge potholes that were smashed out by himself in front of him.

There was no satisfaction in his eyes, but a strong dissatisfaction.

"Why has the efficiency of the recent practice decreased compared to before?" the tiger looked at the deep pits in front of him, a little puzzled.

Recently, in the process of practicing, for some reason, whether it is efficiency, accuracy, or strength, it has decreased!

He frowned and picked up a grip next to him.

Hold firmly.

This grip device is not an ordinary grip device, but a specially customized model for the Tiger by Guhai Pharmaceutical.

It has the world's No. 1 grip device than the one currently released on the market.

And even higher intensity!

But in the hands of the samurai, this grip is not very durable.

He easily closed the grip and exerted it again.

The grip began to slowly twist and deform in his hand!

Until the entire grip was crumpled into a piece of scrap iron.

The samurai opened his palm.

You can look at the twisted grip in your hand.

His brow furrowed even tighter.

"It's too light! It's too light compared to his grip!'

If the samurai looks at this in his hand, he can easily be held into a scrap iron grip by himself.

I couldn't help but recall the grip competition with the night.

The feeling of being completely unable to resist and being completely suppressed was the first time he felt it!

Although only in terms of grip strength.

But he just can't forget the experience.

It was also from that time that his training form began to decline!

"Is it because I still want to try against you again? Fujii Night?".

The samurai clenched his fists and thought.

Buzz!

At that moment, the phone that Wakaraka Samurai had put aside vibrate.

The samurai turned his head and picked up his phone slightly confused.

This phone is for him to train with.

Unless there is something important, he will not be informed at all through this phone.

The samurai opened his phone and looked at the messages inside.

I saw that the small universe forwarded him a tweet through ins.

It was an ins tweet from the official Boxing Association. (ins: Neon Country social platform is equivalent to a certain letter).

The samurai clicked on the tweet curiously.

[The first case in the history of boxing, the first president to fight as a fighter!]

Publisher: The source of the film is extinguished

The headline caught the samurai's attention, and he continued to scroll through the tweet.

When you see the photo that accompanies this tweet.

The samurai's eyes lit up suddenly.

It was a scene of being captured holding up Haruno Kono's body in the dark night!

Although there is only a back!

But the samurai was pretty sure that this person was Fujii Styka.

"Have you finally become a fighter?" "Fujii Night!" Wakakushi looked at the photo and frowned, a smile on his face again.

The samurai then put the phone down.

After a simple movement of the body and wrists.

BANG!!

Bang !!

Bang!!!

A louder roar than ever before resounded in this underground training ground dedicated to Wakaki samurai!

......

This tweet from the official Wish Club today.

And not only the samurai saw it.

And many fighters and business leaders in the circle also saw this message.

There are even good people who upload the full video of this game to various large and small group chats of the boxing club.

Almost everyone knows that there is such a Fujii Dark Night who is both the president of the company and a fighter with a lot of strength!

......

And at this time.

Rito, who had been lying in the hospital for a week, also woke up from the hospital.

"Where am I?".

This was the first thought that came to Liren's mind after waking up.

He got up from the hospital bed and shook his head, looking at his hospital gown and the hanging needle in his hand.

The bandages on his body and the pain on his face made him feel very wrong.

"Why am I here, how did I get here?"

He removed the needle from the back of his hand.

Walked into the hospital bathroom.

When I saw my badly injured face in the mirror.

Liren didn't pay much attention to it, just scratched his head and wondered what he had been through.

"Could it be that I was in a car accident?" Rito said, feeling the pain in his chest and cheeks.

Suddenly, he remembered something important!

"What time is it?".

He quickly poked his head out and looked at the electronic calendar in the hospital hallway.

When he saw the date and time on it, his heart trembled.

"It's broken!".

Today is the deadline for him to become a fighter with that company!

He couldn't take care of much.

Grab a well-fitting coat from the hallway and put it on.

Make your hospital gown less obvious.

Then he quietly escaped from the hospital and ran wildly towards the location of the company.

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