Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 1483 - Training and Repaying a Favor

Chapter 1483: Training and Repaying a Favor

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Steve put on his gloves and climbed into the boxing ring. “You ready?”

Luke nodded. “Let’s go.”

Steve didn’t say anything else and steadily approached Luke, who did the same.

Misty saw them quickly approach from below.

Then, a series of bangs rang out.

She had been gasping for breath, but now she suddenly held it.

Too fast! Too strong!

After entering attack range, they quickly brandished their fists and launched fierce attacks at each other.

They didn’t even try to sound each other out at first; this was a boxing match in which they went all out.

Both of them moved quickly, but never stopped punching.

What was even more unbelievable was that they were attacking and defending at the same time.

n.o.body was purely on the defense. When they were defending, they counterattacked whenever there was an opportunity.

Misty swore that this was probably the most exciting fight she had ever witnessed outside of kungfu movies.

They traded punches at close range, as if they had rehea.r.s.ed this before, and exploded with the ultimate power and beauty that was unique to combat.

Bang! Bang!

After about 30 seconds, they punched at almost the same time and hit each other’s guard on the other hand. Both of them took two steps back and a.s.sumed a boxing stance once more

They looked at each other for a moment.

Luke suddenly said, “It’s been a long time since someone trained with you, right? You’re a little slow, Steve.”

Steve’s calm expression changed slightly as he smiled. “Kid, I haven’t used any strength yet. If I get serious, I can do this all day.”

Luke smiled. “Should we try again?”

Steve nodded. “Let’s go.”

As soon as he said that, the two of them charged forward again and attacked each other swiftly.

Misty thought that there would be a winner this time.

Even a world-cla.s.s boxing champion might be KO-ed in one blow in this crazy confrontation.

It was normal for a fight to end in three to five seconds on TV.

But she was wrong.

This time, Steve switched tactics.

He used his feet and body to create traps.

Luke, on the other hand, had to keep seeing through the traps, or Steve would deal him a fatal blow.

It looked like Luke was the one suppressing Steve, but he didn’t seem to have a clear advantage.

Steve was becoming more and more surprised. This young man was too steady.

No matter what Steve did, Luke remained calm and didn’t advance recklessly. He was as st.u.r.dy as a rock.

Steve hadn’t met many opponents at this level.

It wasn’t that no one was better than Steve, but that there weren’t many people who could fight him on equal footing, even in just a boxing match.

It was rare for someone of Luke’s age to be this good.

30 seconds later, Luke suddenly stopped.

Steve took two steps back and looked at him suspiciously.

Luke waved his hand. “You attack, I defend.”

Steve understood.

The way they had fought just now was purely a matter of stamina and willpower, to see who would tire themselves out first.

As they had said earlier, this was just for fun. Plus, Luke’s friend was standing on the side.

Steve himself had said that he could fight Luke all day.

Looking at Luke’s breathing and the sweat on him, he would be able to fight for another ten to 20 minutes.

That would be a waste of time.

Earlier, they had both attacked, before Steve chose to defend.

Luke was saying that he would do the same thing.

This was undoubtedly fair and also interesting.

After all, this wasn’t an official match. Although neither of them wanted to lose, they didn’t necessarily have to win.

The important thing was that they could compare notes.

In the next minute, Misty watched the entire process once more.

Except for the fact that they had switched offense and defense, everything was the same.

She realized that Luke and Steve were very similar in their offense and defense.

They were tough, fierce, accurate, stable, and efficient. They didn’t make any redundant movements, and only made the most fitting decisions.

Although there was some difference in their exact techniques, the results were basically the same.

Were these two… taught by the same combat teacher? Misty was at a loss. But what teacher could produce two world-cla.s.s students at once?

She herself wasn’t very strong, but she liked to follow boxing and wrestling compet.i.tions.

So, she could tell that they were far better than ordinary people.

Two experts of this level had suddenly appeared.

One was her young colleague, and the other was a handsome young man who trained on his own in an old gym. It was truly unbelievable.

A minute later, Steve stopped.

He raised his hands slightly to indicate a stop. Panting slightly, he said, “Kid, you’re pretty good at boxing. Who taught you?”

Pondering for a moment, Luke replied, “I picked up some tricks in self-training, that’s all.”

Steve: “…”

Misty: “…”

In the ring, Luke said in a low voice to Steve, “You were in the army, right?”

Steve was stunned. “Mm, I was a soldier for a few years. How can you tell?”

Luke said, “My foster father is also a veteran. He served for almost ten years before retiring.”

Steve nodded knowingly.

Luke said, “I’m a detective from NYPD. Misty is my colleague. She’s run into some problems, and I thought you might be able to help her.”

Steve glanced at Misty, who was sitting on a stool nearby. “I’m not a psychiatrist.”

Luke chuckled. “But you can definitely win the trust of your comrades, and you have firm resolve.”

Steve stared at him again.

Luke shrugged. “I’ve been a detective for over two years. I have a keen eye.”

Steve asked casually, “Oh? What department?”

Luke said, “HQ, Detective Bureau.”

Steve raised an eyebrow. “It seems you’re quite capable.”

From their brief exchange just now, he could tell that not only did Misty trust Luke, Luke was also the leader.

This wasn’t something that could be achieved with just looks.

Steve looked at Misty. “What happened to her?”

Luke said, “I’ll give her a heads-up. It’s up to her to decide if she wants to say anything or not.”

Steve didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Why do you make it sound like I owe you?”

Luke shrugged. “I helped you work some muscles just now. You’ll be paying me back if you can help. How about that?”

Steve: “…Fine.”

He had to admit that the two minutes he spent fighting Luke had been the most enjoyable match he had fought since waking up.

Fighting bad guys or aliens might be satisfying, but that was a battle.

It was impossible that the other party would fight him head-on. Instead, they would bully him with their advantage in numbers and firepower, which wasn’t fun.

Luke said something to Misty, then led her to Steve.. “She’s all yours, Steve.”