Chapter 46: Grade B sparring partner, why not!

Wei Hong’s breakthrough

Because the characteristics of the newly molted skin are obvious, it can’t be hidden after all!

As soon as he arrived at the butcher shop to start work, everyone was shocked and shocked. After all, no one expected that a person who had just been refining skin for less than half a month would break through from the early stage to the middle stage.

As the saying goes, it takes three years to practice strength and ten years to refine skin!

A normal warrior would train hard for many years, and it would take a year and a half for him to achieve a breakthrough.

It's really rare to break through a small realm once in half a month.

From this, Wei Hong's reputation as a genius was once again confirmed.

No matter how much he didn't want to be high-profile, with his white and tender skin working as a butcher, he still stood out from the crowd like a bright moon in the sky, surprising the people around him.

Next few days!

Wei Hong is busy killing pigs every day to earn a living.

When I had time, I had to carry all kinds of gifts and go with Mr. Wei to pay New Year greetings to the neighbors.

It wasn't until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year that he found time to show up at the Iron Fist Gym again.

Perhaps because of the Chinese New Year, the martial arts hall seemed a little deserted, with less than half the usual number of people.

Wei Hong held two boxes of pastries in his hand and paid a courtesy visit to Coach Luo.

"Professor Luo, happy New Year!" Wei Hong cheerfully said, "Thank you for taking care of me. Small gifts are not disrespectful."

"You? Are you Wei Hong?"

Coach Luo's eyes widened in shock.

It was obvious that he was different at a glance.

However, he didn't know the specific time when Wei Hong made the leather, so he just sighed that he was very talented, didn't say anything more, and accepted the cake with a smile.

"There's no need to spend so much money. Just say some auspicious words for New Year's greetings." Coach Luo said with a smile: "Young boy's strength has improved very quickly, but there are only a few people in the martial arts gym during the New Year. I'm afraid not many people want to be a sparring partner."

"It's okay, I'm just here for a walk." Wei Hong smiled casually and asked casually: "Also, I also want to ask, how are the assessments for second-level sparring partners?"

"Class B?"

Coach Luo glanced at him up and down with a strange expression.

He secretly thought that this kid was really ambitious, but if he thought about it seriously, he had already performed so well in the early stages of skin refining, and now that his strength has exceeded Xiao, it wouldn't be wrong to think about second-level treatment.

After all, a cup of tea for a second-level sparring partner costs 500 yuan, so his income has increased five times!

"Do you really want to be promoted to a second-level sparring partner?" Coach Luo said hesitantly: "A third-level sparring partner can only deal with opponents within the middle stage of the skin refining realm, but the second level has to deal with the late stage and even the gold masters who have completed the skin refining realm. Their methods It’s even more terrifying, and the difficulty is definitely increased ten to a hundred times.”

"Of course I know." Wei Hong said sincerely: "But I still want to give it a try. How about asking Coach Luo to test it?"

"There is no need to test." Coach Luo shook his head and said: "I still know your strength. In the past, it was difficult to defeat you at the late stage of the ordinary skin refining realm without using all your strength. Now that you have broken through, you are naturally qualified to be a second-level sparring partner. You Just be careful."

"Thank you, instructor!"

Wei Hong's mood suddenly improved.

Being promoted to a second-level sparring partner not only means that his income will skyrocket.

Moreover, every day, masters from the late Leather Refining Realm and even Perfection Realm would spend money to train with him, constantly enhancing his fighting experience.

How could he not be happy with such a thing that had the best of both worlds?

"Brother Wei, congratulations!" Lu Ming came from the side and said happily: "With your ability, you have been promoted to the second-level sparring partner. I'm afraid you will make dozens or hundreds of taels every month. You have to invite us." Just have a drink."

"Of course!" Wei Hong waved his hand cheerfully and said, "You can choose between Tianxian Tower or Xinghua Pavilion. If we don't get drunk today, we won't go home. Why don't Coach Luo give us a favor?"

With money in his pocket, Wei Hong naturally behaves generously.

The restaurant that he never dared to enter in the past has now become a frequent visitor.

On weekdays, it is common to entertain guests and maintain connections, so one or two drinks are not a big concern.

"I won't go, you go ahead!" Coach Luo shook his head, smiled, and turned around to continue his work.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, put his arms around his shoulders and winked: "I'm kidding you, how can I ask you to treat me? Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Where to go?"

Wei Hong was not very disgusted with his closeness.

The two communicated on a daily basis during this period, and developed feelings during sparring from time to time, so he and Lu Ming could be considered friends.

"Go and have fun on the boat." Lu Ming said with a smile, "Why, you don't dare to go? What's the point of just drinking?"

"Huafang?" Wei Hong looked strange.

Isn't this a man's paradise for drinking and having fun?

He is not a person who pretends to be noble. Who doesn't like listening to music?

It’s just that I didn’t go there because my pockets were empty.

"It's not an ordinary painting boat!" Lu Ming said with a cheeky smile, "I'll take you to broaden your horizons today."

"That's fine!"

Wei Hong did not refuse.

The two of them headed straight to the Embarcadero pier one after the other.

There are a large number of painting boats docked here all year round, and each one is extremely luxurious.

"There are many types of painted boats. Some are just for boating on the lake, listening to music and dancing. Most of these boats are used to pick up guests during the day. Many literati and refined guests prefer them, and there are also many people on board."

"Some of them do business in the flesh business. They go out to the lake at night to drink and have fun. After having fun, they have fun with real swords and guns. They are more popular among wealthy businessmen and powerful people!"

"But some boats are special, so you can take a look at them later!"

Lu Ming babbled about the introduction.

At the same time, he called a boy who was punting the boat.

The two of them went directly to a three-story-high painting boat made of iron wood through a small boat!

Compared with other pleasure boats, there are fewer rouge and delicate laughter here.

There are no women playing the piano and dancing, nor are there any beautiful women.

Most of the guests coming and going are actually warriors.

Walking into the cabin, the three-story cabin is like a large restaurant, with a fighting stage in the middle. The guests on the three floors around can clearly see the fighting on the stage, and there are bursts of shouting and noise in each private room.

"What is this?"

Wei Hong probably made a judgment in his heart, isn't this just black boxing?

To be precise, it shouldn't be called black boxing, after all, fighting is legal in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and this pleasure boat just uses fighting as a gimmick to attract guests.

I didn't expect that the rich and powerful in the prosperous Shendu have so many tricks.

There are people fighting to the death here, and there are also people buying and selling gambling odds.

After each fight, there are excited shouts all around, which makes people quite addicted.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Lu Ming pointed to a private room on the second floor and said, "Cheng Qinghan and the others are here too. This private room has been booked by them for a long time. Let's just go there."

"Oh?"

Wei Hong looked strange. It seems that today's so-called drinking has some deep meaning!

Cheng Qinghan was the woman in red skirt who whipped him with a long whip on his first day in the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall and gave him money.

She was close to a bunch of rich children in the gym.

She was also the one who had the most hope of reaching the Blood Refining Realm and becoming the master's personal disciple.

Lu Ming brought him here on purpose. He probably had other things to do.