Chapter 4

"Thank you." Wang Ge smiled in gratitude for Daozi's recognition. The continuous hour of training had made him feel hot all over, but he wasn't drenched in sweat like Daozi.

Wang Ge himself was also puzzled by this. After all, sparring training was very energy-consuming. Although he had trained countless opponents over the past five years and had developed his own style, he was familiar with various schools and understood different force application techniques and routines, and could also grasp the rhythm of attacks well, his strength was always his weakness. After all, he was only a Level 5 life form.

The boxing ring stipulated that within the one and a half hours of sparring time, the sparring partner could rest five times, each for three minutes. This meant that the actual sparring time was seventy-five minutes, with a rest every fifteen minutes or so.

But even with his rich sparring experience, Wang Ge couldn't withstand the energy consumption. He had to rest after ten minutes of sparring at most—actually, he was the type of sparring partner that Daozi despised, the kind who would run out of energy after a few minutes and take a long time to get back up.

Today, however, he had persisted for a full hour. Daozi, a Level 7 life form, was drenched in sweat and breathing unevenly, even his fingers trembled slightly when he untied his boxing wraps. Daozi was a boxer who had undergone rigorous training, yet Wang Ge felt completely at ease and could have continued fighting without any problem.

However, it wasn't just Daozi who felt great; Wang Ge also felt very satisfied. His physical condition had never been better, and he was full of energy, as if he had endless strength.

"Brother Dao, there's still half an hour left," Wang Ge couldn't help but remind Daozi, who was heading to the boxer's changing room after taking off his wraps.

"Today is enough," Daozi turned back and smiled. "An hour of training today is worth three hours of regular training. Thanks for your hard work."

With that, Daozi left the No. 22 training room. After changing, a series of recovery procedures awaited him, including a high-quality imitation hot spring bath and a beautiful and strong female masseuse.

Of course, Wang Ge didn't have such good treatment. After a brief rest, he had to wait for the next boxer.

Before the second boxer arrived, Wang Ge checked his protective gear again. Just as he confirmed there were no issues, the door was pushed open, and the second boxer walked in.

This was a fat, round man who looked like a ball. Although he was covered in fat, his strength far exceeded Daozi's. His body jiggled as he walked, and Wang Ge could faintly feel the ground tremble.

It seemed like an external martial arts boxer. With his rich experience, Wang Ge had already predicted the opponent's condition...

By the end of the day, Wang Ge had trained five boxers, far exceeding his work quota.

Under normal circumstances, a qualified sparring partner could train three boxers in half a day. Wang Ge's work efficiency was already enough to earn him an excellent rating.

This brought Wang Ge a total income of 150 sun coins. After selling the herbs, excluding the snake tongue grass, his net income for the day could reach 300 sun coins.

It seemed like a lot, but to buy a house in the "Elite Zone" of Mountain City, the net price was 20,000 sun coins per square meter. A two-bedroom, one-living room apartment of 80 square meters would cost 1.6 million sun coins.

Even if Wang Ge had the same income every day, he would need to save for three years without eating or drinking to afford the down payment.

But in fact, today was a complete burst of good luck for Wang Ge. Usually, he was grateful if he could sell the herbs for 100 sun coins, and training three boxers was his limit, making his daily income only 190 sun coins. If he received a complaint, he would even be fined...

As for houses in the "Noble Zone," they were even more exorbitantly priced, and Wang Ge didn't even dare to think about them.

Even though Wang Ge's state today could be described as "abnormal," he was truly exhausted after training five boxers in a row.

He leaned against the wall, sitting on the ground, and slowly untied the straps of his knee guards.

From 1 PM to 5 PM every day was the sparring time for boxers. After dinner, as night fell, it was the time for the boxing matches.

Because of his burst of energy today, Wang Ge had trained five boxers and missed the time without realizing it. It was already past 5 PM, and the corridor outside was already quiet, as if he was the only one left on the entire floor.

After removing his knee guards and arm guards, Wang Ge stretched his sore limbs and was about to take off his soft gel vest when the door of the No. 22 training room was suddenly pushed open, and a strong smell of alcohol filled the air.

Wang Ge looked up in confusion and saw a massively built white man swagger in. He was bare-chested, with his clothes casually draped over his shoulders. His chest muscles, thicker than bricks, were covered with a palm-wide patch of chest hair, and a fierce bear head tattoo on his shoulder made him look devilishly intimidating even without speaking.

The white man was holding a bottle of the most popular strong liquor among boxers, 60 degrees, a five-liter bottle, which was almost empty.

Wang Ge recognized him. His nickname was "Big Bear," not just because of the bear head tattoo on his chest, but because he was as strong and fierce as a bear.

In the Earth Federation, all underground boxing rings were divided into seven levels from D to SSS, and the boxers' levels were similarly divided.

C and D levels were the lowest, with a maximum limit of Level 6 life forms. The difference was that D level only determined the winner, while C level could decide life and death.

From C level upwards, all matches were life and death. B level had a maximum limit of Level 8 life forms, and A level had a maximum limit of Level 10 life forms. Beyond that, it was a level Wang Ge couldn't reach, as Mountain City Base did not have A level or higher matches.

For example, the first boxer Wang Ge trained today, Daozi, was a C level boxer, while Big Bear was a Level 8 life form who fought in the higher B level.

Big Bear was a rising star in the B level of Mountain City Base's underground boxing ring. Since entering B level, he had won eight consecutive matches, and all eight opponents had been killed on the ring!

Wang Ge had no close relationship with Big Bear, but he had once been his sparring partner, so they knew each other. Wang Ge knew that Big Bear was violent, tyrannical, and a heavy drinker, and had even maliciously injured a sparring partner, so the sparring partners were unwilling to take his shifts.

Seeing Big Bear barge in, Wang Ge frowned slightly but quickly put on a smile and said, "Brother Bear, is there something?"

Big Bear's eyes were bloodshot. He closed the door behind him and staggered towards Wang Ge, holding the bottle, and grunted, "What the hell! I came here to train, of course!"

"Sorry, Brother Bear, I didn't get any notification. Maybe you've come to the wrong training room? And you're late, it's already after hours. Why don't you come back tomorrow?" Wang Ge stood up and took a few steps forward, smiling, but he definitely couldn't train with Big Bear in this state, even if it was another day.

When boxers were drunk, they couldn't control their strength, which was very unsafe for the human punching bag.

Especially for a monster like Big Bear, who had killed eight people in eight matches in the B level, if he injured Wang Ge, it would be a disaster.

"Bullshit! Would I come to the wrong place? When have I ever been wrong!" Big Bear roared angrily. "Damn it! I don't care if it's after hours. Today, you will train me, and if you dare to say no, I'll make you regret it!"

Wang Ge frowned, not sure if Big Bear was really drunk or just pretending. But no matter what, he could only try to persuade him, "Brother Bear, you've had a lot to drink today, it might affect the training..."

Big Bear ignored him, downing the rest of the liquor in one go, then staggered over to Wang Ge with the empty bottle.

As if he hadn't heard Wang Ge, he glared at him with bloodshot eyes and grinned, revealing a mouth of yellow, rotten teeth, "What did you say?"

Before Wang Ge could respond, Big Bear suddenly turned fierce and smashed the bottle at Wang Ge's head!

After five years of being a sparring partner, Wang Ge had developed a natural instinct to dodge attacks. He instinctively took a sliding step back, but his back hit the hard concrete wall with a thud.

Even with the soft gel vest cushioning the impact, Wang Ge felt a闷闷的胸闷.

With a crisp "clink," the bottle shattered against the wall, glass shards flying everywhere. Wang Ge didn't have time to dodge the shards because a fist the size of a small wine jar was already coming at him.

Wang Ge's movements didn't pause. He slid to the ground, and with a dull "thud," the iron fist left an indentation in the wall.

Dust from the wall fell onto Wang Ge's head. Shocked, Wang Ge rolled a few meters away and stood up, suppressing his anger and fear, he shouted at Big Bear, "What are you doing!"

Big Bear casually shook the dust off his fingers, his bloodshot eyes staring at Wang Ge like a bear staring at its prey, "Dare to talk back to me, don't you know how Little Zhong ended up in the hospital?"

Wang Ge's heart sank. He knew he was suffering from someone else's misfortune, probably taking the hit for a colleague.

Even in a drunken state, Big Bear, a Level 8 life form who had killed eight opponents in the B level, was still extremely dangerous to Wang Ge.

There was no point in reasoning with a drunk and violent Big Bear. Without hesitation, Wang Ge turned and rushed towards the closed iron door. But just as he reached the door, he felt a strong gust of wind. Before his hand could touch the handle, he instinctively dodged.

"Thud—"

A loud thud, and a boot clad in combat boots kicked the door, shattering the metal handle and leaving a shallow imprint on the thick iron door, the sole's pattern clearly visible as if carved with a knife.

"Trying to run? Hmph..." Big Bear sneered, slowly turning around and approaching Wang Ge step by step. His bloodshot eyes were filled with madness, brutality, and a desire to kill, like a cold-blooded butcher facing a pig or sheep ready for slaughter.