Witch Ring
Episode 18's

Chapter 18's

“Meow, how many points do I need to do the next draw?” Song Yan asked in her mind.

“200.”

“Why need so many points?” Song Yan gritted her teeth.

“Poinya arranged according to the ability of the host. It's not hard for you to get 200 Fame points now.”

“Good!” Song Yan knew it was useless to argue with the system. He stopped complaining and closed the system interface.

After he changed his clothes, he came out of the dressing room. Zhao Xiaoyu was waiting at the gate of the Boxing School.

“Why did you admit defeat?” He asked in a cold voice.

“Xiaoyu, please step aside.”

“Do you underestimate me, or do you believe I am no match for you?” Zhao Xiaoyu had no intention of making way for Song Yan. He gave her a murderous look.

“I didn't mean it that way.” Song Yan sighed with deep resignation. To be honest, he was much stronger than Zhao Xiaoyu after she had completely mastered Intermediate Stamina. He had at least three chances to defeat Zhao Xiaoyu in the boxing ring now.

“Fight with me.” Zhao Xiaoyu demanded.

Song Yan did not expect Zhao Xiaoyu to care about the outcome of this much fight. If he refused to fight with her, he would not be able to leave the Boxing School.

“Good.” Song Yan agreed.

“Take this!” Zhao Xiaoyu stepped forward and kicked Song Yan right at the waist.

Song Yan kicked Zhao Xiaoyu at her feet. Meanwhile, he threw his fist at his neck.

Bang out!

Their legs collided in the air and made a gloomy sound. Zhao Xiaoyu immediately felt a puncture and needle in her leg. At this moment, Song Yan's fist was about to beat her ear. The sound of wind stimulated his ear drum.

However, Song Yan suddenly stepped aside and threw another fist at his face. Zhao Xiaoyu helplessly watched the fist magnify in front of her and stop in front of her nose.

“Xiaoyu, you lost.” Song Yan took back her fist. She smiles.

“How is it possible.” Zhao Xiaoyu did not believe it.

“I'm stronger than you. You shouldn't have launched a frontal attack. If you use your speed to the fullest, maybe I'm not your rival.” Song Yan commented solemnly.

“It's okay. I'm losing. I'm not gonna make excuses for that. Tell me, what do you want from me?”

“Xiaoyu, it's just a joke. Don't think about it.” Song Yan smiled.

“No. You have to say it.” Zhao Xiaoyu insisted.

Song Yan offers seriously, “I want to learn three unique skills in Zhao Boxing Art.”

“It's impossible. Only our family members can learn it.” Zhao Xiaoyu refused.

“What I want is just that.” Song Yan shrugged her shoulders indifferently. He turned and was about to leave.

“Wait!” Zhao Xiaoyu stopped him. Song Yan turned around and looked at him.

“I'll ask my brother about it and give you an answer next time.”

“OK! I'll wait for that?”

After leaving the Boxing School, Song Yan called out the system interface again. The Fame only increased by 1 point. Their second fight was over in no time, and no one paid attention except for a receptionist.

“Sweetest! I should have defeated Zhao Xiaoyu in the boxing ring, so I could have gained more Fame points.” Song Yan sighed.

Suddenly, he sees an advertisement for a pianist outside the cafe. The hourly wage is 50 yuan, and the working hours are from 8pm to 10pm. Song Yan suddenly had an idea and entered the cafe.