Chapter 185: [Boxing Agent]

The double crushing of physical fitness and skills can create a species-level gap.

Abe soon felt this terrible gap - he was like a groundhog challenging a lion, weak and clumsy.

In just a few exchanges, Ma Shao easily dodged almost all of his punches, and then responded with an irresistible heavy blow.

The sandbag-sized fist could have hit Abe's head, but Ma Shao didn't want to cause any casualties, so he reduced his force and changed his position.

"boom!"

He punched Abe in the chest.

Although he had controlled the strength, such a punch was still too heavy for Abe to bear.

With just one punch, Abe was knocked to the ground, holding his chest and having difficulty breathing.

After a while, although he got up, he was obviously unable to fight anymore.

"I originally thought this would be a battle." Ma Shao said lightly, his suit as neat as ever.

It took less than half a minute from the time Abe launched the attack to the time he was knocked down by one punch.

Before many people could react, Abe, who had just looked ferocious, had already collapsed to the ground without any dignity.

The white men traveling with Abe all opened their eyes wide in shock, unable to believe the scene before them: "This——"

Dr. Mayo was also extremely surprised. He was not aware of the various combat training organized by Ma Shao in the army.

After communicating with Ma Shao in the British academic circle, he subconsciously developed some stereotypes and rarely thought that Ma Shao might have amazing fighting power.

After all, in the eyes of most people, there seems to be some conflict between the two identities of scientist and fighter.

As an Apache soldier who had been with Ma Shao for a long time, Luanfa had expected this, so he smiled and said to the surprised Dr. Mayo: "Even if there are ten of these low-class people, they are not enough for the chief to fight!"

Sebastian said: "Such hooligans are not worth mentioning. Only boxers who have won the gold belt are worthy of challenging the chief."

"Let's go." Ma Shao looked at Abe, who was somewhat unwilling but didn't dare to say anything, hesitated for a moment, and finally said.

They turned and left.

Several of Abe's companions gathered around, and one asked, "How did you lose so quickly? Did you make a mistake?"

Abe lowered his head and said after a long while: "I didn't miss, he was just too strong..."

"How strong is he?" said the middle-aged man in a suit and tie who had a different style among the group.

Abe looked up at him and said, "I don't know. But you saw it, Gideon. Even if he didn't dodge my punch, it wouldn't hurt him at all. And he only needed one punch to knock me to the ground."

Gideon was silent for a moment, then looked in the direction where Ma Shao and the others had left, hesitated for a moment, and then followed them...

About half an hour later.

In front of the bookstore.

"John Gideon?" Ma Shao looked at the man in front of him. "What did you say you were?"

"A professional agent," Gideon said, and then emphasized, "One that works specifically for boxers."

Ma Shao: "Is that Abe your client?"

"I guess so." Gideon nodded.

Mayo then said, "Do professional agents who serve boxers also serve gamblers?"

Gideon was a little embarrassed, but said, "That's true to some extent. That's how we do this business. We discover potential boxers, let them take part in the challenge, and let the audience bet on them."

Ma Shao asked again: "So you came to find me because you think I'm a potential boxer?"

"No." Gideon's answer was surprising, and he immediately added, "In my opinion, your potential is not to be a boxer, but... a boxing champion."

"Boxing champion?"

"Yes, boxing champion," Gideon said, "Your physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, almost unmatched, which is already a huge advantage, not to mention that you also have amazing agility. Any boxer or martial artist dreams of having such a talent."

"I believe that with a little training and familiarity with the rules of boxing, you can definitely become a boxing champion, which can bring you huge wealth, tens of thousands of pounds!"

Ma Shao looked unmoved.

Gideon took a few more looks at him secretly and felt that although Ma Shao was a yellow man, he did not seem to be short of money. He even looked like a nobleman. The followers around him were all dressed decently, including two white people.

For a great noble, "tens of thousands of pounds" is indeed not very attractive.

So Gideon added, "And honor, of course."

"Is there any honor in the field of boxing?" said Dr. Mayo, who seemed to be quite disgusted with boxing.

Gideon paused: "Right now, boxing has been criticized a lot, but I think this sport will get more recognition in the future."

He continued to say to Ma Shao: "Think about it, Mr. Ma Shao, if you can beat those famous boxers and become the boxing champion, all British people will know you, and newspapers all over the world will mention your name. Isn't this a great honor? Who doesn't want to become a world-famous figure?"

Ma Shao thought for a while and said, "Mr. Gideon, have you heard of my name?"

Gideon was a little puzzled: "No - before today."

Mayo once again expressed his disdain for boxing: "People who like boxing don't pay attention to academics."

Gideon frowned. He didn't care about Mayo's contempt for boxing, nor did he consider himself a "boxing enthusiast". To him, it was just a business.

He just didn't understand what this had to do with academics.

Obviously, although he thought he was not within the scope of Mayo's views, he did know very little about the news in the academic world.

Ma Shao suddenly asked, "If I want to get into boxing or fighting, what plans do you have?"

Mayo couldn't help but say: "Great Chief, with all due respect, entering this area is not a good thing. There are only ruffians there, no real warriors, and no heroes worthy of respect."

"Maybe, but I decided to give it a try," Ma Shao said. "For me, European reputation is an important need. Some people are enthusiastic about physics, but there are also many people who don't care about physics at all. I not only hope that the former know me, but also the latter."

During the combat training organized by the army, he had the idea of ​​entering the combat world more than once.

He had long realized that, like his physics, Apache Military Boxing was also something that transcended its time. Even if it did not transcend it as overwhelmingly as physics, it was enough to have a huge impact in this era.

But as Mayo said, boxing in this era had a very bad reputation, and even the so-called boxing champion could not be accepted into the upper class.

Moreover, the cost of becoming famous in the field of boxing is much higher than that in academia. In this chaotic circle, you may even lose your life if you are not careful.