Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch-Chapter 829 - 788: Fist-fighting at Nanshan Nursing Home

Chapter 829: Chapter 788: Fist-fighting at Nanshan Nursing Home

In the official live broadcast room of Wild Island, Boxing King Ma Weiguo wore the same haptic suit as Lincoln, standing on the Omnidirectional Treadmill with controllers in his hands, waiting for the next battle.

As a celebrity spokesperson, he had an early experience with the game last week and had practiced this type of combat.

However, to cooperate with Wild Island’s promotion, he still went through the beginner tutorial again.

He then started the competition while chatting with the host.

The host timely inserted some questions that the netizens were interested in and guided the topic after the boxing king won, talking about his feelings about “Iron Fist.”

Wild Island’s design was very clever. They didn’t let the Boxing King praise “Iron Fist” over and over again, nor did they make a big fuss about how great the modified equipment is in terms of fitness and practicing boxing scientifically.

...

The topics in the live broadcast room revolve around “fun.”

Boxing King didn’t take the competition too seriously either, maintaining a light-hearted and happy state.

Despite this, he easily maintained a perfect winning record.

It was this light-hearted and enjoyable atmosphere that gave the audience a great viewing experience, and they consequently had a good impression of “Iron Fist.”

As for the professionalism and exercise effects, there was no need to talk about them specifically.

Him being a world-class boxing king was the strongest endorsement.

It was much more effective than a bunch of research reports, professional certifications, and user feedback data that Wild Island had to offer.

After finishing another round and chatting with the host about common mistakes that newcomers make during combat and how to correct them, the Boxing King started the next match.

The intensity of this training was nothing compared to his daily training, and even five consecutive matches would only cause him to break a light sweat, so there was no need for breaks.

The next match was about to begin, and a new opponent appeared on the screen.

This was an unmodified initial character that looked ordinary, but his ID was anything but-

[Beating up the Elderly at Nanshan Nursing Home]

Ah, this…” The host was momentarily speechless upon seeing this name.

The Boxing King couldn’t help but ridicule, “This name… is disrespectful.”

As they spoke, the countdown ended, and the match officially began.

Boxing King raised his fists, stepped forward without any hesitation, and advanced.

Lincoln, seeing the custom-made character on the screen that resembled Ma Weiguo by 80 percent, immediately retreated three steps.

In the gaming industry, there’s a common setting that advancing is faster than retreating.

That makes perfect sense.

“Iron Fist” is no exception.

So the Boxing King quickly closed in and threw a heavy punch!

Lincoln leaned to the right and raised his left arm to block – the character’s gloved left arm successfully blocked the opponent’s attack, with a collision special effect that read “Block.”

This surprised Lincoln subconsciously— I actually blocked a world-class boxing king’s attack?

But as he threw a counterpunch, he realized:

This is just a game; it is impossible to perfectly reproduce the boxing king’s punch speed, otherwise, the game screen would freeze.

Even the Omnidirectional Treadmill’s traction rope couldn’t handle the Boxing King’s power for a few rounds, so he had to hold back his full strength!

Once he grasped this, Lincoln’s fear of the title “World-Class Boxing King” instantly vanished, and his confidence surged!

“Just a boxing king? It’s a 50-50 chance against me!”

Jab! Side-step! Block! Dodge! Counterattack!

The traction rope hissed.

The fight became increasingly fierce!

Lincoln saw an opportunity, threw a heavy punch at the opponent’s chin with such speed that the traction rope made a sharp breaking sound.

But the Boxing King across from him showed no panic; he had already advanced and turned sideways, avoiding Lincoln’s punch by a hair’s breadth, while his own fist clashed with Lincoln’s before striking right in the center of the screen!

That was the position of the face on Lincoln’s virtual character.

A right cross counterpunch!

“K.O!”

The screen and the speakers announced simultaneously that the first round was over.

Here are the battle data:

[Battle duration: 2 minutes and 33 seconds]

[Effective attacks: 0]

[Times hit: 11]

[Combat power index: 5]

——

“???”

“Weren’t we exchanging blows, going back and forth?”

“Zero effective attacks, hit 11 times??”

“So, I didn’t hit him once? All blocked?”

Lincoln began to doubt his life.

“Hahahaha, Boss, can you do it!”

Lincoln turned his head and saw Cheryl sitting on the carpet, holding Little Milkshake in her arms, watching the excitement.

There were many people sitting in rows next to Cheryl, enjoying the spectacle.

—When Lincoln first came to the fitness area, there were only five people. Now, there were six densely-packed rows with dozens of people!

The new game from Wild Island caught the attention of many Cloud Dream employees. Since the boss was testing the game in the company, everyone came to watch the fun.

Everyone expected the boss to be “well-trained” and play strongly, but he was crushed in the first match.

The surrounding employees tried not to laugh, but Cheryl laughed out loud without restraint.

“Laugh again, and I’ll dock your pay!” Lincoln threatened.

“Go ahead and dock it, hahaha…” Cheryl was unfazed. “The second round is about to start, boss, come on! At least hit him once!”

The 30-second intermission countdown on screen was down to the last 10 seconds.

Lincoln declared victory: “Hit him? I was just careless and unprepared. I will win the next match!”

“No way, hahaha.” Cheryl didn’t believe it at all. “If you can win, I’ll wear a maid outfit to work tomorrow and serve you tea.”

“Deal. If I don’t win, you can use my office for a month!”

“Bet!” Cheryl didn’t hesitate.

She didn’t believe Lincoln could win.

Nobody believed Lincoln could win.

Lincoln turned to Mavis, who was covering her mouth and giggling, and whispered, “Mavis, hurry up and join me, let’s fight side by side!”

Mavis’ eyes sparkled, and she joyfully lunged toward Lincoln. While still mid-air, she turned into a beam of light and merged into Lincoln’s body.

— This was, of course, a visual effect; Mavis had actually activated the highest level of focus on the headband.

That’s right, Lincoln planned to cheat a little.

If he was playing privately and got beaten, it wouldn’t be a problem.

But now, he was surrounded by his subordinates and was being openly mocked by Cheryl, which was a little uncomfortable.

In Wild Island’s live broadcast room, the Boxing King was commenting on the match, “The opponent has some training, but it’s not in boxing, so he can’t perform very well.”

“If he could adapt to the fighting style of boxing, he could do better.”

…

The 30-second countdown finally ended.

The second round officially began.

This time, Lincoln didn’t retreat but charged forward.

Boxing King had no reason to back down either, so he also stepped up and threw a heavy punch at Lincoln!

The fierce confrontation and exchange of blows began again!

But now it was not Boxing King vs. Lincoln; it was Boxing King vs Lincoln + Mavis.

With Mavis’ help, Lincoln could effortlessly enter an extreme state of focus, calmly handling every attack and defense without relying on instinct as in the previous round.

Competing with a world-class boxer in fighting instinct would naturally lead to a loss. Victory would be the unexpected outcome.

But now, Lincoln used his strongest “brain” to fight against Boxing King’s “instinct,” undoubtedly increasing his winning rate!

—Of course, the ability to do this was also due to Wild Island’s equipment limiting Boxing King’s speed…

The match lasted a full three minutes without a “K.O,” both sides fiercely attacking each other.

Seeing the huge [Victory]on the display, Cheryl was dumbfounded.

Everyone in the room was astonished by the countless[Block], [Block], [Block], [Dodge], [Dodge], [Dodge]on the display.

The external speakers played an intense drum-like “bang bang bang” sound.

“What did you say just now?” Lincoln said, his breath much faster than before. It was evident that he had used a lot of energy. He looked at Cheryl once he caught his breath, “Bunny girl? You’d better keep your word.”

Th𝗲 most uptodate novels are published on ƒгeewёbnovel.com.

“Huh?” Cheryl was still in shock and didn’t react to Lincoln’s sleight of hand. “How did you win? He’s the world’s boxing king!”

This was not only Cheryl and the employees’ question but also the question of the audience in the Wild Island live broadcast room.

Who was this?

Boxing King just said, “If he adapts to boxing, he will be stronger,” and this guy explosively beat Boxing King in the second round?

Was it really that strong? Or just good luck?

After the 30-second countdown ended, the final round began.

Lincoln once again defeated the Boxing King, proving his strength.

The moment the match ended, [Boxing South Mountain Nursing Home]received a massive number of friend requests!

Everyone wanted to see who this mysterious person was. Even the host was a bit stunned and hurriedly started smoothing things over.

Boxing King didn’t feel awkward—being at the pinnacle of his industry, he naturally had the confidence and composure.

He knew that his strength was limited by the hardware, and he could only give about a tenth of his power. However, he didn’t explain anything and instead sent a friend request with curiosity.

But all friend requests sank like a stone in the sea.

Because Lincoln was already exhausted.

After three rounds, Boxing King still had a just-finished-warming-up look with mild sweating, while Lincoln was sweating and panting from exhaustion. He went to his office to take a bath and change his clothes.

His office was the only place other than the fitness area with a separate bathing room and even a bathtub—it’s just that he had hardly ever used it before.

That’s why Cheryl always wanted to swap offices with him.