"hiss"

The old man struck really hard, especially the last blow.

If his physique hadn't been as high as 22 points and he was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, he would have been beaten to shock. The man surnamed Li would have knelt beside him, begging not to die.

He Zhao took off his shorts, looked at the green and red skin in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Zha Caili's nervous reaction is definitely not something that humans can achieve. It is probably the effect of the [King of Short Attack] badge, or one of its effects."

The beating I received today was in vain, and I found out the shortcomings in my boxing skills.

As long as you carry out targeted strengthening and training, you can make rapid progress.

He lay on the bed, carefully recalling in his mind the scenes in which the five-style "Military Killing Fist" was brutally cracked, as well as the mocking remarks.

Admittedly, those words were unpleasant to hear, but they pointed out the biggest shortcomings today.

In the past, I relied on my powerful body and unexpected magical powers to defeat the SS. There were only a few truly heart-pounding battles.

"What I lack is experience. I have an old martial arts sparring partner who is known as the boxing champion of Jiang Province. The tickets are not in vain."

In the modern world, finding a boxing champion from the league as a sparring partner would probably cost you money per second.

"Hey, old man, do you think you made a profit? No, I made a profit after all!"

After the words fell, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

In a blink of an eye, it’s noon.

When he woke up, the large amount of purple color on his body had disappeared.

Although [Indomitable] has been upgraded twice and advanced to [One Life], the hidden recovery injuries are still preserved.

"It's amazing!"

Every time, he couldn't help but marvel at the miraculousness of his talent.

I got out of bed, put on my clothes, and went straight to the paper shop again.

If he didn't have a legitimate reason, the simulator would even wonder if this guy had awakened some special attribute.

Li Zheng, who was making paper figures in the shop, noticed someone coming to the door and immediately raised his head, preparing to welcome the guests.

As a result, I saw a familiar face.

"you"

Before the other party could finish speaking, He Zhao took the lead and spoke.

"Please enlighten me!"

""

No, your kid is not sick, right?

The beating in the morning didn’t hurt, right?

In addition, I cracked your sternum with that punch. You need to stay in bed for at least a while to recuperate, right?

"rub"

Taking advantage of the old man's surprise, how could a famous ruthless man miss this great opportunity, get closer in a few steps, and punch the old man in the face.

The opponent tilted his head and slapped out with his backhand.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, and the man named He stepped back five or six steps.

On the other hand, the old man who was always sitting had all four legs of the bench broken under his buttocks.

"Um?"

Li Zheng frowned. He hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a palm, and the opponent counterattacked with his feet. It couldn't be said to be exactly the same as a certain move he used that morning. It was almost exactly the same.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and raised his legs in time, he might have been hit. Even so, the small bench was destroyed, causing him to squat on his butt, losing some face.

"What exactly did you eat growing up?"

The old man put the paper man aside and asked with a strange look on his face.

In fact, during the fight in the morning, he was full of doubts.

He obviously looks very young, and his physical fitness is much better than that of himself who has been practicing hard for many years.

If you are an old boxer, you will understand a little bit.

But, for an eighteen-year-old boy, why?

"Gifted."

In this regard, He Zhao's explanation is simple: I am a genius.

I can't tell others that I can add more points to become stronger.

"Come and fight!"

"you"

"Bang! Bang!"

The two of them fought together, and Zha Cai Li became more and more frightened as they fought. The young man had something.

The punches he used this morning were all used by the opponent one by one, and they were actually able to compete with each other.

Obviously in the morning, I could still suppress the young man, but now I can't.

What a good boy, what a good boy to learn boxing!

If you meet him before the age of thirty, you must accept the training and pass on your boxing skills that are invincible among the rebels.

What a pity, what a pity.

The two exchanged seven or eight moves, and a scene appeared that shocked the old man.

It's not that some ruthless person breaks through and has an epiphany or something, but that he has exhausted all the tricks he learned in the morning and has no choice but to do it all over again.

Zha Caili was dumbfounded by He Zhao's behavior.

"Bang bang bang!"

Although the person was a little dumbfounded, the muscle memory accumulated over the years almost subconsciously taught the young man a lesson, and he hit the face, chest, and lower abdomen with three consecutive punches.

"rub"

"Plop!!"

This time is the first time I flew out of the paper shop in the afternoon. Compared with the six consecutive falls in a short period of time in the morning, it can be said that the progress is huge.

"How did you land those three punches?"

Zha Caili: “???”

Are you stupid? I will tell you!

"Forget it, that's it for today. I'll come back tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

The previous three punches were each harder than the last. The third punch landed on the lower abdomen. He Zhao even felt that his intestines had been interrupted. It was impossible to do it again. He should go back to recover from his injuries.

By the time the afternoon passes, I'll be able to be active again.

When the figure went away and disappeared at the corner of the street, the old man in the paper-making shop suddenly supported the paper man next to him.

Even though he beat people and kindergarten children in the morning, he also consumed a lot of energy himself. After fighting with fists and kicks, the recovery speed of physical strength is not just a matter of two breaths.

He just took a few breaths and experienced another round of fierce confrontation. He was also tired.

After all, when you are old, you will never be as strong as you were when you were young.

On the way, He Zhao was still in his mind, carefully recalling the three consecutive attacks.

Fast, too fast!

The first punch hit the face directly, and the person hit was in a trance. The second punch should probably not be called a punch, but should be called a palm. The fist hit the face and quickly turned into a palm. At the same time, the arm moved down and was imprinted on the chest.

And just when he suffered heavy injuries and fell backwards, his palm turned into a fist and continued to move downwards, bursting out unparalleled power in a square inch and knocking it away with one move.

"I learned it, I learned it."

Not a loss!

Tomorrow I will use three combos to deal with the bad old man and see if he can crack it.

While it was still early, he went to look around for bamboo strips, reeds, sorghum straw, yellow paper, cinnabar, etc.

The materials required for "Paper-tie Technique" are not as cheap as ordinary paper-tie products.

Here and there, a total of hundreds of silver dollars were spent.

Speaking of bamboo strips alone, they have to be split into thin slices from bamboo that bloomed for the second time in 120 years.

One year less will make it impossible!
To be continued...