Jin Ling'er saw Du Ming's defeated look, but his tone was not like he had lost at all. On the contrary, it seemed as if he had just won and was feeling complacent, unable to help but smile slightly.

  The host was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Twelve, although Nineteen has always been our star boxer, you as a newcomer have performed extremely well. The audience is looking forward to your match, don't be afraid, bravely..."

  The host hadn't finished speaking, Du Ming couldn't listen anymore, he waved his hand and said, "Alright alright, stop talking nonsense! I don't care who the opponent is, I admit defeat, let's leave!"

  Du Ming turned around and pulled Jin Ling to leave, but the host rushed down from the boxing ring, shouting at Du Ming, "Number 12! You can't leave! The underground boxing match cannot admit defeat! You must get on stage!"

  "Hmph," Du Ming said impatiently, "I don't want the prize money anymore, just give it to my opponent, do whatever you want with it. I have urgent matters to attend to, stop bothering me!"

  Jin Ling'er looked up at a short distance and pulled Du Ming's clothes, saying anxiously, "Du Ming, that person is leaving!"

  At this time, the host had already run to Du Ming's side and pulled him, not letting him leave. "Number 12! We've already announced that you're going on stage, now all the audience is waiting for your duel with Number 19! You must go on this round!"

  "For Pete's sake!" Du Ming irritably shook off the host's hand, "Alright alright, I know, I'll go compete right away."

  Jin Ling'er looked at Du Ming with a worried expression, pointed to one side and said, "That person has already reached the door!"

  Du Ming furrowed his brow, reached into his pocket and pulled out a small device, stuffing it into Jin Ling's pocket. He whispered, "This is a tracker, you go follow those two first, I'll take care of that Number Nineteen right away, then I'll come after you."

  Jin Ling nodded, and Du Ming said with some concern, "Are you okay by yourself?"

  "Come on, I'm a top-notch detective, can't even track down two suspects? Don't worry, just come quickly when the time is right."

  Jin Ling'er glanced at the person, patted Du Ming and said "I'll go first, you come quickly!" Then she quickly ran towards the door and followed that person.

  Du Ming let out a sigh, stepped onto the boxing ring with two strides, and shouted at the referee, "Come on! Let's get started now, I'm in a hurry!"

  The referee nodded, and the audience below had been waiting impatiently, urging them to start. The staff hastily put down the iron cage.

  The judge waved his hand and the match began.

  Du Ming had just easily defeated No. 17 and No. 23, and No. 19 knew he was not easy to deal with, so as soon as the referee's hand dropped, he rushed up and swung his fists.

  But the 19th didn't expect that Du Ming had previously spent time defeating the 17th and 23rd, which was to delay time and leave some leeway. Now, rushing to find Jin Ling'er to follow the suspicious object, there is no time to accompany the 19th to play slowly.

  Number Nineteen rushed up to Du Ming, but Du Ming dodged the punch with a quick turn of his body. Then, using eighty percent of his strength, he landed an uppercut on Number Nineteen's chin.

  Number nineteen didn't even hum a sound, and directly flew out, heavily crashing into the iron cage beside the punching stage, then slammed onto the stage with a "pa" sound, immediately fainting.

  The entire audience, who were still cheering wildly just a moment ago, suddenly fell silent, and even the referee didn't react in time, staring blankly at Du Ming.

  "Come on, referee! Hurry up! If you don't count the time, I'll count it myself!"

  The referee finally reacted and ran to the side of No. 19 to start counting down.

  The audience in the underground boxing arena often sees fist-to-flesh battles and enjoys watching one side crush the other, but Du Ming's situation where he knocks down his opponent with just one move in one second has stunned everyone, and it wasn't until the referee started counting that the whole venue erupted in intense cheers and screams.

  The ten-second countdown was about to end, Du Ming swung his hands and jumped out of the boxing ring. The iron cage around him had not been removed yet, but Du Ming didn't bother waiting for the staff to remove it. He simply stretched out his hand and twisted off the two iron bars in front of him, then lifted his leg and stepped out.

  The host saw this and rushed over, "Hey, number twelve! What are you doing?"

  Du Ming said, "Didn't I win? I'm leaving now. Forget about the prize money, you guys handle it yourselves."

  The host hastily stopped Du Ming, "No! You can't leave until tonight's boxing match is over!"

  "What's going on?" Du Ming furrowed his brow, "How can I have won yet you still won't let me leave?"

  Du Ming has just won three matches in a row, each one easier than the last. His strength is evident in the ring, and naturally he's being kept around to attract more spectators.

  Du Ming rushed to catch up with Jin Ling'er, no time to bother with the host, stretched out his hand and flipped the host to the ground, "Get out of the way, I'm in a hurry!"

  The host was thrown to the ground by Du Ming and shouted loudly, "Come on!"

  As soon as the host shouted, a group of burly men quickly ran out from around the boxing ring and surrounded Du Ming.

  The host scrambled up and jumped straight after the crowd, "Stop him! Can't let him go!"

  Du Ming rolled his eyes, counted the number of people around him, and found that there were dozens of them, all with sturdy physiques. If he had to deal with each one individually, it would take some time. So, he simply shouted at the host, "How about this? Isn't it just a competition? Come on!"

  Du Ming flipped over again and returned to the boxing ring, saying loudly, "Didn't you say I couldn't leave before the match ended? Then call all the remaining boxers over, and after I win against them all, it's fine, right?"

  The host was stunned, he never thought Du Ming would say something like that. The audience below the stage started to cheer and shout when they heard what Du Ming said, with many people loudly shouting "Great! Come on! Let all the remaining boxers come up!"

  Du Mingchong raised an eyebrow, the host thought for a moment, the main purpose of the arena is to attract the audience, Du Ming himself dared to say such big words, that's perfect, let him go on stage, this unprecedented new scene might just attract the audience.

  The host gave a two-sentence order to a staff member, and soon all the boxers rushed out of the boxer's rest room with great momentum, each with a fierce look on their face, apparently the staff had already explained the situation to them.

  Du Ming stood calmly on the boxing ring, waiting for them. Seeing that they had arrived, he urged hastily, "Come on, we're in a hurry! Don't line up, come on together!"