Chapter 134 Arriving in New York

Two days later, Su Tianyu, Zhou Tonghui, Da Bai, An Qiqi, Wa Wa and others took a plane to New York City, First District.

After the group left the airport hall, An Qiqi, wearing a baseball cap, turned her head and asked, "Where are we going first?"

"To see my brother Da Xiong," Su Tianyu replied with a smile. "Let's call a car quickly. If we get there early, we might catch his training match."

Originally, Su Tianyu had planned to meet Da Xiong in Hua City, but the latter had temporarily found a new coach and needed to undergo six months of training in New York City. In addition, An Qiqi was also arranging a trip to visit the area, so the two of them rescheduled to meet there.

After everyone discussed it, An Qiqi used an app to call a car, and the group headed to the training base where Da Xiong was currently located—the Red Dragon Boxing Gym.

For overseas Chinese, with the exception of those who have completely integrated into other ethnic cultures, the vast majority of Chinese people actually pay more attention to their own ethnic culture.

For example, in Chinese communities here, whenever it comes to weddings, funerals, or opening a business, they hold very grand traditional ceremonies. You can even often see lion dances and ancient Chinese weddings that are becoming rare, while these ceremonies are less common in Chinese districts.

There are also many boxing gyms and martial arts halls with strong ethnic styles here, but unlike in the past, this culture is also evolving. The model of making money by recruiting apprentices is definitely rare. It has become more commercialized and organized.

For example, the boxing gym where Da Xiong is located also participates in various fighting competitions. They have capital behind them, relying on branding and commercial operations to increase their income, and some people also participate in the film and television industry.

In short, the model has changed, but the core remains the same. Most Chinese people come together with the intention of helping each other and making their lives here more comfortable.

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About an hour later, the group arrived at the training base. Su Tianyu called Da Xiong, and after waiting at the entrance for a short while, someone came out to greet them.

Su Tianyu had met this person before. He was from the North Hall of the Zhou family. After a brief chat with the group, he led them into the gym.

The training base was quite large, with a six-story main building. The academy, boxers, including the brokerage company and film and television incubation company, all had offices here. When Su Tianyu and the others entered, they even saw people filming short videos in the lobby on the first floor. In short, it all looked very professional.

The group passed through the lobby, turned two corners, and came to a training hall of thousands of square meters. There were six standard-sized rings, and many people were standing around each ring, and there was also a special viewing area.

Da Bai, following behind Su Tianyu, looked up and saw the burly Da Xiong standing in the ring in the far corner.

"Brother Xiong!" Da Bai waved his hand and shouted.

Da Xiong heard the voice and turned around, looking at the familiar faces with a grin.

"His third training match is about to start. Sit here and wait for a while," the Zhou family coach said to the group.

"Okay!"

Su Tianyu nodded and led An Qiqi and the others to bend down and sit in the not-so-spacious spectator seats.

"It looks like Xiong Xiong is injured. His face is bruised," An Qiqi whispered to Su Tianyu.

"I don't know. He didn't tell me," Su Tianyu shook his head.

"Ding!"

A crisp bell rang, and Da Xiong's training match began.

A young man about 1.78 meters tall and weighing about 75 kilograms nimbly entered the ring. This person was Da Xiong's opponent. Judging from their body types, the two were not in the same weight class. Although the latter was not small, he looked dark and lean, with muscles all over his body.

In fact, people who are involved in sports competitions are very particular about their weight. They may not look very fat or strong, but when you put them on a scale, their weight is not low because their muscle content is high and there is very little excess fat on their bodies.

The bell rang, and after the two exchanged simple greetings, they started!

Da Xiong protected his vitals with both hands, side-stepped, looking very cautious. On the other hand, the relatively smaller young man simply swayed a few steps and began to launch tentative attacks with his legs.

"Pa, pa...!"

The sound of a whip kick landing on flesh arose. After Da Xiong defended several times in a row, he felt that the opponent's strength was not too strong, so he also began to attack.

"Boom!"

Da Xiong lowered his left arm, blocking the opponent's whip kick, and swung his right arm in an arc, punching directly at the opponent's head.

Da Xiong, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, looked like a bear standing on the ring. His arms were almost as thick as a woman's thighs, and this punch had a very violent beauty.

"Boom!"

The young man protected his head with his right arm and took two steps back.

Da Xiong stepped forward, his left arm swinging a hook punch with an imposing manner.

Although An Qiqi and Wa Wa usually didn't watch any fighting matches and didn't understand the rules of this kind of sport, they were excited to see their friend pressing his opponent!

"Get him, Xiong Xiong!" Wa Wa screamed wildly.

"Hit him! Go!" An Qiqi also shouted excitedly.

Su Tianyu, Da Bai, and Zhou Tonghui were also watching with excitement, standing up and shouting wildly.

Perhaps encouraged by his friends and family, Da Xiong fought even more aggressively, pressing his opponent to the edge of the ring and throwing two sets of combination punches in a row.

The young man huddled in the corner, his body swaying from side to side with extremely fast footwork. He seemed to be beaten by Da Xiong without any chance of fighting back, but with both hands protecting his head and vitals, he hardly took any fatal heavy punches head-on.

After Da Xiong punched continuously for four or five seconds, the young man found an opportunity, bent over and swayed, directly moving his upper body out of the corner!

"Boom!!"

A muffled sound arose, and the young man landed a heavy punch on Da Xiong's ribs!

"Boom!"

The young man leaned against the ropes, raised his leg and kicked Da Xiong's ribs again!

Da Xiong was large and resistant to blows. After slowly turning around, he smashed down with a punch, but the young man dodged it.

"Boom, boom boom...!"

The young man pulled himself away, landing three punches on the side of Da Xiong's head in a row before retreating!

"Thump!"

Da Xiong was stunned and fell backward to the ground.

In the stands, the cheering group of friends and family were all stunned and looked at each other somewhat awkwardly.

"It's over, it's all over, don't shout, it's embarrassing," Da Bai advised.

Su Tianyu turned to look at the Zhou family coach: "What's his record in training matches?"

"He had six matches and six losses in Hua City. He's had three training matches here, and all three were losses. He was knocked down in the first round every time!" The coach said with a wry smile, "He started training late, let's take it slow."

Five minutes later, Da Xiong came off the ring, wiped the blood from his nose, and said to Su Tianyu, "... Little... Brother Yu, I've embarrassed you."

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In the inner sea of Dragon City, a small passenger ship slowly approached. In the ordinary class lounge on the ship, a man held a phone and said in a low voice, "I'm almost there, um, I have a friend here, he might be able to help...!"