What should I do if I look too fierce?

Early the next morning, Aokiji got up early and ran around the training base.

Although it has not yet snowed in Kasukabe, the cold winter wind still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

After running a few laps, Aokiji saw a nanny car approaching in the distance. He smiled slightly and stopped.

In the car, the dashing Sophia rolled down the window: HI, morning.

Aoki's spoken English has gotten much better recently. In addition to Old John, communicating with these coaches here has also made him improve a lot: Good morning, why are you here?

The coaching staff should have officially ended their contracts yesterday and can go back to their respective homes.

It was so early in the morning, even if she didn't go back, there was no reason for her to come here so early.

I would like to say hello to you, and at the same time, I would like to extend an invitation to you. Sophia's blond hair was blown and swayed in the cold wind, still shining dazzlingly in the still dark night.

She flipped up her hair, put one hand on the car window, looked at Aokiji and smiled slightly: Are you interested in going to the United States to box?

Sorry, I. Before Aokiji finished speaking, Sophia stretched out her finger to signal him to wait a moment.

You showed your training video to my father and we all agreed that you are the person we are looking for, the person who can make the Gracie family Jiu-Jitsu once again great. Come boxing in the United States, we all The family will always support you. Sophia's expression was very sincere.

Her words were not an exaggeration. She was really shocked by Aokiji's talent time and time again. Especially a few days ago, his comprehensive strength had a new breakthrough. This was as incredible as a fairy tale.

Aokiji just smiled bitterly: I'm sorry, at least I didn't have this idea before graduating from high school. Aokiji's words made Sophia feel a little regretful. She sighed and said: I have never seen anyone who can be as capable as you. With such high understanding and talent, why don’t you want to give it a try? I think you have a chance to become someone who will dominate the boxing world for at least ten years in the future.”

Aokiji smiled: I don't make such great progress every time. Moreover, although I enjoy the moment of the game, I don't like such hard training.

Aokiji shrugged and raised his eyebrows at her: To be honest, I'm quite lazy. If it wasn't forced by the situation, I really wouldn't be so diligent. Now that everything is almost settled, I still want to enjoy it. What about my high school life.”

Sophia shook her head slightly: Okay, you have the final say in your life, but please remember, no matter when you want to start over, our Gracie family welcomes you!

Aokiji laughed, stretched out his hand, and shook her hand: Definitely!

After saying that, he pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt again: I'm going to continue my morning jog.

OK, it seems that I can only go back to sleep. Sofia gestured to Aokiji: When you get to the United States, I will treat you to a drink. Of course, I have to wait until you are an adult, hahaha.

Without waiting for Aokiji's reply, she stepped on the accelerator and turned away. Aokiji shook his head in amusement: This girl is really cool.

After finishing speaking, Aokiji twisted his neck and continued running.

Half an hour after the end of the month, Yabuki's figure appeared at the gate. Yabuki looked at Aokiji who looked like he had almost finished running, and his expression was slightly surprised: Good morning.

You're lazy today. Aokiji glanced at him, breathing calmly: What's going on.

Yabuki and Aokiji ran side by side silently. After a while, he said, It's nothing.

In fact, his phone call last night lasted for two hours, and after the call, he felt excited and complicated, and could not calm down.

Aokiji's guess was correct. Yabuki Jo. was indeed originally assigned to perform fake punches.

Not everyone can do fake punches. If you lose at first sight, or if it's just a fake punch, it definitely won't work.

After all, only if everyone thinks you will win will they place bets on you, and then the dealer can make a profit if you let you lose on purpose.

If you look at it, you will lose. Everyone will buy you to lose, and the banker will play nonsense.

Yabuki Jo's mission was originally very simple, reach the semi-finals or finals, and then lose in an upset. If he meets a strong person, he has to fight hard. If he meets someone who is not his opponent at first glance, he may be instructed to use black boxing.

Last night, after all the hard talk, he finally reached an agreement with the people behind him, asking him to try his best to fight and promise not to lose.

It's just that Yabuki Jo ran, his brows getting tighter and tighter: he really wanted to win, but the people behind him just wanted him to lose at the right time.

He didn't want to lose, but the guy behind the banker wouldn't let him do whatever he wanted.

Looking up, in the bright sky, a little bit of sunshine could be seen vaguely. In Yabuki's heart, he sighed a little sadly: I just want to box.

Aoki looked at Yabuki with a slightly bad expression. He didn't know why, but when he was about to stop in his last lap, he hit his shoulder and said, See you in the Octagon.

Yes. Yabuki nodded with an indifferent expression, watching Aokiji finish his morning run, go back to the house to rest, and started running with his head down.

See you in the octagon.

Half an hour later, Aokiji finally received a call from Songshanyan. His voice sounded a little excited: I'm here, come down.

Okay. Aokiji hung up the phone, picked up his suitcase, and was about to go downstairs when he saw Yabuki Jo who had just returned from his morning run.

The two stopped at the door, looked at each other for a while, nodded, and passed each other.

The next time I see this guy, it will be during a game.

Aokiji carried his suitcase and went downstairs. At this time, many people were already standing in the living room. There were people from the program team who were busy dismantling the fixed cameras placed in the room. There were also a few familiar boxers sitting there. He was chatting on the sofa while waiting for someone to pick him up.

Goodbye. Aoki Si smiled and greeted them. They also stood up and said goodbye to Aoki Si briefly and politely.

Putting aside the competition, everyone has shared the joys and sorrows during this period, and there is still some comradeship.

It just depends on how long it lasts. Well, it varies from person to person.

Aokiji! A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Aokiji turned around and saw Uesugi Doto standing behind him with an expressionless face.

What's wrong? Aokiji stopped temporarily.

I will beat you, preferably with Yabuki Jo. Uesugi Toto raised his chin slightly, his eyes a little proud, but in this pride, there was a little more fear than at the beginning.

Aokiji simply curled his lips: Come on.

After saying that, he turned and left.

Uesugi Toto looked at Aoki Tsukasa's leaving figure and took a deep breath.

I am the strongest young fighter in Neon!

I'll prove it to you, Tsukasa Aoki.

Just thinking about the subtle differences he felt during previous training, Uesugi Toto felt a little bit unconfident again.

He quickly gritted his teeth and threw this thought out of his mind, but when he thought that Aokiji had suddenly made explosive progress in the past few days, he felt a little helpless in his heart.

It turns out that there really are such monsters in this world.

He raised his head blankly, looked at the ceiling, and sighed for a long time.

Aoki Si went out. Song Shanyan was leaning on his big jeep and smoking a cigarette. When he saw Aoki Si, he laughed and opened his hands: You kid, you seem to be a little stronger!

I'm a little stronger, don't worry, I can still control my weight. Aokiji smiled, held his hand with one hand, touched his shoulder and let go.

How are you doing? Have you made any progress during this period? Songshanyan asked while helping Aoki put the suitcase away.

Hearing this, Aokiji smiled softly: Don't worry, the progress is far greater than you think.

is not that right? During this period, Aokiji's progress can really be described as rapid.

Almost all of his attribute values ​​have improved a lot.

[Vitality: 14] changed to [Vitality: 16].

[Power: 13] changed to [Power: 16]

[Agility: 16] has even improved to [Agility: 17] points.

And [MMA LV7] is almost only a few days of hard work away from evolving to LV8.

It can be said that Aokiji's progress is all-round.

Everything is waiting to be verified in tomorrow's Christmas war.

Why are you dazed? Let's go to Tokyo. Matsuyama Iwa patted the car door, and Aokiji turned off the system screen and opened the passenger door with a smile: Old John, is he okay?

He went back. Song Shanyan's words made Aoki Si a little shocked.

Going back? Aokiji stared.

Song Shanyan sighed meaningfully: Old John said that he is very grateful to you.

And the one who is more grateful to you is actually Andy. His words completely made Aokiji curious.