: Is this reasonable?

Not only was Lin Ya absent today, but his father was also by his side. Li Haoran just wanted to embarrass Qiao Yuan. There was no particular reason; he just didn't like Qiao Yuan.

Damn it, why? My cousin Lin Ya favors him, and Teacher Wang is always by his side, even praising my dad now? So, in the end, it all comes down to Galaxy University…

It's because he failed to get into Galaxy University back then because of that incident!

It's because his father wanted him to go to Silvermoon City, but he didn't end up going!

At the moment Li Haoran threw his punch, the resentment that had been dormant for many years finally erupted.

If he gets seriously injured, he can just pay some money and cover some medical expenses; it's no big deal, he doesn't care.

But it seemed that Qiao Yuan didn't even flinch in the face of his punch.

hateful!

He exerted even more force, wanting to smash Qiao Yuan's face, but was suddenly stopped by a powerful force—it was his father's hand.

"Don't be unreasonable!"

Master Li immediately loosened his grip, but still held Li Haoran's wrist tightly.

Li Haoran stared wide-eyed, roaring at his father in disbelief, "What are you doing? Let him go! I'm going to beat him up, or make him come to the ring with me to fight. He's just pretending all day long."

"Enough!" Master Li scolded, then turned to apologize to Qiao Yuan: "I hope you don't mind, young friend. My son has been competitive and impulsive since he was a child. Alas, because he failed the college entrance examination, he is a little jealous and hostile towards those of you who were admitted to Galaxy University. Please don't take it to heart."

"Bullshit! Jealous? I don't care about Galaxy University. You're the one who forced me to take the exam. I don't want to go to the main city. I don't care about standing out. You're the one who's trying to impose your regrets from your youth on me. You're the one defining my life!"

Li Haoran became more and more agitated as he spoke: "Yes, I encountered that traitor before the college entrance exam, and I'm going to fight him. So what if I fail the exam?"

Teacher Wang, standing nearby, seemed used to this, as if it wasn't the first time such a thing had happened. But Master Li, somewhat embarrassed, looked at him with exasperation and said, "What's so great about Huanxi Prefecture? Do you really enjoy buying fresh air and air filtration products every day?"

He grabbed Li Haoran's hand and shouted, "Apologize to them! You're beating this one today and that one tomorrow, are you going to make me lose all face?"

"Why should I apologize?"

Seeing the large crowd of martial arts school disciples watching, Li Haoran sneered, "You like him so much, why don't you make him your son!"

Master Li froze instinctively, then slapped Li Haoran across the face, trembling with rage: "You bastard! All I did, all I did to revitalize the martial arts school, wasn't it all for you? Are you trying to drive me crazy? How could you turn out like this!"

Seeing this, Teacher Wang quickly stepped forward to help the old curator up, preventing the situation from escalating further.

Li Haoran, who had been slapped in the face by his own father in public, stood frozen in place. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and let out a wild, unrestrained laugh: "I've become like this? Hahahaha, isn't it all your fault that I'm like this?!"

After saying that, he angrily ran out.

At the same time, Master Li suffered a sudden attack of qi and blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Qiao Yuan frowned slightly. He had already stopped his stance training and decided it was best to leave.

Don't meddle in other people's family affairs.

Since Master Li has given him enough face and personally taught Li Haoran a lesson, let's just let this offense go and leave it at that.

Teacher Wang helped the martial arts master up, and seeing that Qiao Yuan was about to leave the martial arts school, he couldn't help but sigh.

As the scorching sun outside engulfed Qiao Yuan, and hovercars roared back and forth, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

It's already the 7th before I knew it. I have to go to a class reunion tomorrow night at 8 pm. Time really flies.

It's only 11 a.m., and he plans to buy something to eat along the way before heading straight to Jianghai Boxing Gym to place his bet. He could have gotten a free lunch at Baihe Martial Arts Gym, but oh well, the gym owner is already lying on the ground.

As he walked down the street, he became more and more determined to buy a jetpack. It would make going out much easier, and he wouldn't even need to take the elevator; he could just take off from the balcony!

Today's epic battle between Adam and the bullfighter starts at noon, which is also the deadline for betting. Qiao Yuan bought two beef burgers on the street and went over. It is said that you can raise the stakes during the match, but you must place your bets before the match starts.

When we arrived at Jianghai Boxing Gym, there were significantly more spectators today; the gym was packed with people.

He found the arena for the ultimate battle and looked at the data and placed bets on the machine next to it.

Adam Jones is currently on a twelve-game winning streak, with odds that are incredibly high, reaching -295.

John Michel, a veteran bullfighter in amateur competitions, just won the amateur championship last month and is in the limelight, but his odds are slightly lower and he is not favored by betting companies, with only +220.

Qiao Yuan didn't really understand the rules of boxing. He had only learned about them in the last couple of days. For example, Adam's -295 was considered a negative odds. It would take 295 yuan to win 100 yuan. In other words, everyone knew he would win, so it was difficult to make money from it.

The bullfighter's +220 odds are called positive odds. You can earn 220 by spending 100, but you have to accept the possibility that the bullfighter might lose.

These betting companies are masters at manipulating human nature, and with their match-fixing, very few viewers can actually make big money from betting.

Moreover, the odds for positive and negative results are not fixed; they change after each round. There are many intricacies involved, and it's not something a normal person can handle.

Unlike regular professional matches where you need to buy tickets, Jianghai Boxing Gym makes money entirely from betting; to put it more bluntly, it makes money from a constant stream of gamblers.

After all, there are too many people in Huanxizhou who want to get rich overnight, but most end up losing everything.

Today's grand finale is an amateur match, not a professional one. Although Jianghai Boxing Gym has professional matches, the real professional masters are mostly in Silvermoon City, and there aren't many in Huanxi Prefecture.

According to federal boxing rules, a professional boxing match consists of 10 rounds, each lasting 3 minutes, while an amateur boxing match has a maximum of 3 rounds.

In other words, the match that starts at 12 o'clock today will be decided in a maximum of 9 minutes.

Although there are fewer rounds, it is more exciting and can ignite the audience's enthusiasm.

He's sitting to the side eating a hamburger now, waiting to watch the whole thing before deciding how much to bet on Adam and the bullfighter.

Traveling to the future, like traveling to the past, takes a maximum of half an hour.

More and more people came to watch the game, and he even saw a few "familiar faces," including residents of the Moon Community and a high school teacher. Wow, the hype today is really something.

"Huh? Qiao Yuan?"

When the high school humanities teacher called out to him, Qiao Yuan was speechless.

He originally thought that this competition was very popular and he could make some money easily without anyone caring. Now, he's even run into a teacher.

Is that reasonable?

Although he wasn't outstanding in school, he was still a celebrity because of Yan Baobao.

Many times when people see him, they will say, "Oh, that's Yan Baobao's younger brother."

He left an even deeper impression on the teachers, because all the teachers would compare him to Yan Baobao.

Look how outstanding your sister is.

Qiao Yuan, you need to work hard!

But most importantly, this humanities teacher isn't a good person. I'd heard rumors back in school that he borrowed money and never paid it back, that he was a gambler, and that he was still single in his forties...

At that moment, the other person walked over. He looked refined and wore gold-rimmed glasses. His hair was styled with hair gel, and his complexion was sallow, but he kept smiling.

He kept looking Qiao Yuan up and down: "You play this too? I really didn't know. You must be making money, right? How about lending me some? I promise you, I'll make a fortune today!"

Qiao Yuan was extremely frustrated and shook his head in refusal: "Teacher Shen, don't be ridiculous. Where would I get the money? I just came to see if we need security guards here."

"Really?" The sallow-skinned teacher, Ms. Shen, was half-believing and half-doubting, but she was still unwilling to give up. "I remember you have a loan, right? It's for the tuition at Galaxy University. Why don't you lend me 20,000 yuan first? I'll pay you back right away."