Infinite Survival: I Have A Ton Of Passive Skills

"Okay...Don't get excited, take care of your injury first."

When Zhou Chen listened to Uncle Liu's remarks on the stretcher that he was the winner, he felt speechless again.

Just now he saw that Uncle Liu was being beaten unilaterally in the ring, and he didn't hit a hair on the opposite side at all. Now Uncle Liu has fabricated something out of thin air until it ends, making him feel that his face and heart are too tough.

He casually comforted Uncle Liu. Seeing that the two medical staff at the scene began to treat Uncle Liu, Zhou Chen turned around and planned to leave here.

However, as soon as he turned around, he was blocked by an old man in a white exercise suit.

"Young man, you just cheered for Old Man Liu?"

The old man was not tall, but he was well-proportioned and his eyes were piercing. It was the master Wang who had just crushed Uncle Liu.

Zhou Chen looked at the old man with some doubts on his face.

"Yes, are you looking for something to do with me?"

He thought to himself that this old man was too narrow-minded. He was just adding fuel to his defeated men. Can he have any opinions and find him personally?

"Young man, I can't control who you cheer for, but you can't cheer for Old Man Liu. He is just a liar who corrupts the reputation of martial arts! Don't you still know this fact?"

Uncle Wang in front of Zhou Chen said loudly.

"This... Uncle Liu is okay... Although he is very peculiar in martial arts, I heard that he has not deceived anyone's money, so he is not a liar..."

Considering that Uncle Liu, who was receiving treatment on a stretcher a few meters away, might hear him, Zhou Chen still stood firmly on Uncle Liu's side. After all, he still expected to come to Uncle Liu's martial arts hall to practice in the future.

"Nonsense!"

No matter what he said, the eyes of Master Wang in front of him started to burst into flames.

"I don’t know if Liu Weijiang lied to cheat money! But he corrupted the reputation of my Dragon Kingdom’s martial arts! His martial arts is so poor that he claims to be a master! Who is a liar? Who is a liar? A liar like him is better than a liar. It's even more hateful!"

"What's the matter with this person... suddenly got angry..."

Zhou Chen felt that the old man's personality was a bit strange, and it didn't make sense for him to continue to linger with the old man, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

However, Master Wang in front of him seemed to see that he was absent-minded, and his anger became more intense, but a few smiles appeared on his face. He stretched out his arm and grabbed Zhou Chen's shoulder, and said:

"Hehe, young man, I think your figure has some traces of martial arts...you should know martial arts! Or else you and I will practice in the ring! Whoever wins is justified!"

"do not!"

Zhou Chen turned around as soon as he heard him say this.

"I'm just a fighting lover, where is your opponent, no need to compare, I just surrender."

Zhou Chen really didn’t want to continue entangled with this old man. He would fight with this old man only when his head was flooded. If he won, others said he bullied the old man. If he lost, others said he couldn’t even beat the old man. It’s really not worthwhile. .

It might even happen that the old man fell to the ground and ruined money, so he would never fight him.

"What? You young man, don't have the courage of me as an old man?"

Seeing Zhou Chen's refusal, the old man Wang frowned.

"Otherwise... As an old martial artist, I won't bully you anymore. As long as you beat my apprentice in the ring, I will not list Liu Weijiang as a martial arts liar, just as a joke, you see. how?"

"really?"

Zhou Chen was entangled by the old man at this time, and he felt a little angry in his heart. He saw that other people in the practice room were paying attention to this at this time. Feeling, so he was ready to take on this nonsensical challenge.

It's just a ring, it doesn't matter to him, thinking that he has killed so many ferocious monsters recently, and even a few people have been killed, what kind of ring would he be afraid of?

"Of course! I, Wang Tieshan, speak, never break my promise!"

Seeing that Zhou Chen had agreed to fight in the ring, Old Man Wang released his palm from his shoulder, turned and called out a young man from behind.

"This is my seventeenth apprentice, and martial arts is considered mid-level under my sect. As long as you defeat him, I will no longer care about the Weijiang Martial Arts Center."

Old Man Wang pointed to a tall young man in casual clothes in his twenties who came out of the crowd and said.

After the young man was called out by him, his expression was still a little surprised. He said to the old man Wang uncomfortably:

"Master, this is not so good...this person is just a fan..."

The young man was obviously not at ease with Zhou Chen, who seemed to be younger than him, and was afraid that he would miss him and beat him into the hospital, causing more moths.

"What's wrong! Your master has a sharp vision, and his strength is not necessarily weaker than yours! You give me a good fight!"

Old Man Wang said to the tall young man in casual clothes.

"All right…"

The young man touched his head, his expression a little speechless.

"Have you confirmed? I'll leave if I don't start soon."

Zhou Chen on the side urged at this moment, he decided that he didn't want to linger in the ring, he didn't want to spend the whole night here.

"Okay, you are ready to go to the ring now. The rule is that you can attack freely except for the lower yin, eyes, back of the head, and throat. You can fall to the ground for three seconds without losing."

Before the start of the competition, Master Wang explained the rules, which are reasonable and mainly serve a protective role.

"Okay, I'm ready, let's get started."

Zhou Chen responded quickly, and then walked to the side of the ring first, leaped over the rope and entered the ring.

The young man in casual clothes named by Master Wang saw that Zhou Chen was in the ring, and quickly jumped over the rope to get in.

After them, a worried middle-aged man with a whistling hairline around his neck also entered the ring. He was the referee.

"You all wear this."

After the referee came up, they gave Zhou Chen and the young man a pair of boxing gloves to equip them.

After everything was in place, Zhou Chen and the young man in casual clothes were each wearing boxing gloves and stood opposite each other on the ring. The middle-aged referee on the middle side blew his whistle and announced the start of the fight.

As soon as the fight started, the young man raised his arms to protect his head, his feet kept moving, and he started looking for an opportunity to attack Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen also did a similar action, raising his arms to protect his head first, moving his feet lightly, looking for the other party's flaws.

"This should be considered a kind of actual combat training...Although it is not very targeted for survival...but it is better than practicing alone..."

The reason why Zhou Chen accepted this arena competition was not only because of the fire in his heart, but also because he wanted to train and train in this way. It is hard to find a chance to have someone to accompany him for free.