A ray of grayish daylight shone through the thick curtains, and it was already dawn outside.
The woman was still sleeping, not snoring, but her breathing was a little heavy.
After washing off all the makeup, my face is very white, but there are fine lines around my eyes. My breath is also smelly. After all, I am a woman in my thirties, and my body functions have begun to decline.
Fortunately, Yao Min is beautiful and knows how to maintain her looks. The key is that she has a good foundation, and she can maintain a good condition after working in nightclubs for a long time.
Yao Min stayed in bed for a while, but finally got up and said, "You still have to go to work. I'll buy you breakfast."
Yao Min went downstairs to buy soy milk, fried dough sticks and meat buns for Gao Xuan. After Gao Xuan ate and drank his fill, he went downstairs and Yao Min continued to catch up on his sleep.
When I came out of Yao Min's house, the sun was already high outside.
Gao Xuan scanned a shared bicycle and when he rode to the Flying Tiger Boxing Gym, it was exactly ten o'clock.
Gao Xuan went to the locker room to take a shower and change his clothes, then slowly strolled to the hall of the boxing gym.
Several professional boxers are training under the guidance of a physical trainer, and they are all sweating profusely.
There is no supernatural power in this world. The first thing a boxer needs is a strong body.
Once a boxer’s body is in shape and his musculoskeletal condition is checked, his future can be basically determined.
Of course, there are also a few who are gifted, have keen combat awareness, better skills, and can still make a living even though they are in slightly worse physical condition.
Normally, there won't be much difference in physical condition between boxers.
Several strong young boxers, with beautiful muscle lines and shiny skin, radiated their vigorous vitality.
Gao Xuan also felt a little sad. If this body was twenty years younger, he could easily become number one in the world.
Now, the situation is a bit difficult.
With his powerful mental strength, Gao Xuan can stimulate cell regeneration in the body, control hormone secretion, and reshape the body according to his ideas.
Give him some time and he should be able to do this.
The key question is whether he needs to do this
The rise of a 40-year-old boxer is completely against the natural physiological laws of human beings. When he becomes famous, he will face countless doubts and countless inspections.
Even if he can deal with these problems, what good is it if he gets first place
Gao Xuan has been in this world for one day, but he still hasn't figured out where to go next.
Gao Xuan was a little confused. No matter what he did, he always had a clear goal and a detailed plan.
He was not used to this situation.
Yu Xiaoming, who was training, glanced at Gao Xuan from time to time with a fierce look in his eyes.
During a break in training, He Zhian, a boxer who was training with Yu Xiaoming, asked in confusion: "What's the grudge between you and Lao Gao? You always push hard against him."
Yu Xiaoming snorted, "My uncle Yu Guang was also a boxer. More than ten years ago, Gao Xuan broke his left leg. After the injury healed, he lost the power of his leg. He had no choice but to quit boxing."
"oh."
He Zhian nodded. Although he didn't think Gao Xuan was wrong, it was understandable that Yu Xiaoming was causing trouble for Gao Xuan.
He Zhian advised: "Lao Gao used to be doing well and had many friends in the circle. If you want to fight well, don't get angry with him. If you really beat him up, your life will be ruined."
Boxers practice boxing to compete in the ring, not to bully ordinary people.
Gao Xuan is an old hand. Yu Xiaoming is so impulsive. If he is tricked by Gao Xuan, his life may be ruined.
Yu Xiaoming is a bit impulsive, but he is not a bad person. He has strong personal abilities, and the boxing gym needs boxers like him when they go out to compete.
Yu Xiaoming said indifferently: "He is just an old bastard, what can he do to me?"
Seeing Yu Xiaoming like this, He Zhian was too lazy to say more. He is not his biological son, and if he said too much, others would get annoyed.
Gao Xuan, the sparring partner, had nothing to do in the morning, so he just helped to organize the equipment and managed to get through the morning.
The boxing gym provides meals at noon. The taste is average, but the nutrition is well-balanced.
In the afternoon, the coach arranged for Gao Xuan to be a punching target for He Zhian. The coach and Gao Xuan were also acquaintances, and he did not want Gao Xuan to conflict with Yu Xiaoming.
In fact, the job of a sparring partner is very intensive. Gao Xuan is old, but he weighs 20 kilograms more than these boxers and has been training for many years, so he is more than capable of feeding them punches.
Gao Xuan was just messing around. His fighting skills were better than his coach's, but he was just too lazy to talk about it. He also liked to drink, so the gym didn't trust him to be a coach.
By five o'clock in the afternoon, Gao Xuan was already sitting aside waiting to get off work.
In the octagonal cage, two boxers were simulating a real fight. Although it was a simulation, both of them were very serious, and He Zhian's face was bruised.
Yu Xiaoming is physically stronger and has more explosive power. He is also good in technique and has been suppressing He Zhian.
After three rounds, the coach called a halt. He Zhian was not in good shape. After all, he was 30 years old, and he was far behind Yu Xiaoming, who was 25 or 26 and in his prime.
Yu Xiaoming was in a good mood. He saw Gao Xuan sitting outside and couldn't help but raise his finger at Gao Xuan: "Old Gao, aren't you known as a fierce tiger? Come and play."
As soon as these words were spoken, they attracted the attention of a group of people around.
This professional boxing gym is actually sponsored by the Feihu fitness brand, in order to allow boxers to increase Feihu’s fame.
The gym was full of professionals, and everyone knew what Yu Xiaoming was going to do as soon as they heard his tone. Everyone here also knew Gao Xuan and his previous glorious record.
Everyone was very interested when seeing Yu Xiaoming challenging Gao Xuan.
The coach hesitated and said nothing. Yu Xiaoming always picked a fight with Gao Xuan, which was very troublesome. It would be best if the two sides could settle it on the ring.
If Gao Xuan knew he couldn't win, he would just give in. Now Yu Xiaoming is the main force in the boxing gym, so of course he has to take care of Yu Xiaoming's feelings.
Lao Fei didn't come today because he had something to do. Everyone else thought Gao Xuan was just a freeloader and didn't have a very good impression of him. No one tried to smooth things over for Gao Xuan.
Gao Xuan replied calmly: "You weigh 20 kilograms less than me. Fighting with me is just asking for trouble."
Gao Xuan is 1.88 meters tall and has gained some weight, so his weight has reached 100 kilograms.
Yu Xiaoming weighs less than 80 kilograms, and there is a big difference in weight between the two sides.
Normally, there would be no way to fight with such a huge weight difference.
Yu Xiaoming didn't care: "Come on, I promise I won't beat you to death."
This sounds very arrogant, but as a legitimate boxer, Yu Xiaoming has the capital to be arrogant.
Gao Xuan didn't hesitate, he strode to the octagonal cage. The coach silently handed Gao Xuan a pair of 4-ounce standard split-finger boxing gloves.
"You are so confident. Aren't you afraid that I will beat your apprentice to the point of peeing?"
Gao Xuan made a joke, and the coach spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he had no control over the matter.
Gao Xuan put on his boxing gloves and walked into the octagonal cage. Yu Xiaoming on the opposite side was already a little impatient. He jumped back and forth lightly, "Let's start."
The coach glanced at Gao Xuan and then nodded: "Begin."
Yu Xiaoming was arrogant in his words, but he was very cautious in his actions. He circled around Gao Xuan tentatively.
After all, Gao Xuan was five or six centimeters taller than him, and weighed twenty kilograms more. He also had the advantage of arm length. Standing opposite him like this, Gao Xuan put a lot of pressure on him.
Gao Xuan also protected his face with his fists. Although the opponent was weak, his body reaction was too slow and he couldn't be too reckless.
After turning half a circle, Yu Xiaoming became a little impatient, so he rushed forward and cautiously tested with a jab.
Gao Xuan suddenly took a step forward to meet the jab. Feeling that he was not right, Xiaoming hurriedly retreated to defend himself. However, Gao Xuan's powerful hook penetrated the gap between Yu Xiaoming's fists and hit him on the chin.
The chin is the most dangerous spot for a boxer. Once it is hit, the fight is basically over.
In fact, Yu Xiaoming's chin was tightly clenched, and Gao Xuan's punch was accurate and fierce, leaving Yu Xiaoming no chance at all.
Gao Xuan didn't need to strengthen his body, his strong mental strength made his thinking and reaction very fast. Although his body couldn't be synchronized, it didn't affect his ability to bully others.
As soon as Yu Xiaoming's shoulder moved, he could tell what Yu Xiaoming would do next. It was easy to deal with Yu Xiaoming.
Yu Xiaoming's small body could not withstand such a heavy blow. His eyes rolled back and he fell straight onto the ground.
The coach was startled and he quickly ran over to protect Yu Xiaoming, fearing that Gao Xuan would hit him again.
The other onlookers were also stunned. They all knew that Gao Xuan was very good at fighting before. However, that was a long time ago. They had no clear idea of how good Gao Xuan was.
Today, Gao Xuan ended the match with one punch. It was obvious that this was not a fluke.
Looking at Gao Xuan again, there was a little more awe in everyone's eyes.
A boxing gym is the simplest place. As long as you can fight, you can win respect.
Gao Xuan waved to everyone in a cool manner, and then he came close to the coach and asked with concern: "How is this kid, did he wet his pants?"
The coach was speechless. This guy has such a bad mouth.
Yu Xiaoming, who had just woken up in a daze, also heard these words, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
(End of this chapter)