My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 652 Time is not forgiving

Sure enough, this old man has two skills, and he can see every move and style. If you want to win him, you can't just rely on cleverness, you have to have some real skills.

The old man and I fought dozens of moves in the arena. In the middle, the old man forced me away with internal strength several times, and even slapped me. He didn't expect that my internal strength was so strong at such a young age. Not only did he not take advantage , but suffered a small loss, because his chest was numb from the shock just now, which affected the rhythm, and the moves that were originally flowing and flowing were not coherent in an instant.

How could the old man think that there are three strange old men in my body who are part of the inner strength, plus I have cultivated myself these years, the strength is definitely not weak, and he underestimated me too much.

The old man's moves were damaged, so I didn't let go of this opportunity. After a fierce attack, my fists fell on my head and face, like a rainstorm hitting a rock.

The old man frowned, choosing to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, his body flickered, trying to exhale the suffocation in his chest.In the past, he changed his body shape and followed my body, but now he changes his body, and my body moves with his body. If he moves to the left, I will move to the left, and if he moves to the right, I will move to the right. time.

After all, the old man is getting old, and his internal breath is disordered. If he doesn’t get recuperated for a long time, his chest will be stuffy for a long time and it will be easy to close. However, my attack has no rhythm of stopping. The more he hits, the harder he is. My face was flushed, and I couldn't get out the turbid air in my chest. I suddenly punched hard, and the old man stretched out his palm to block it, trying to hold my fist, but I turned my fist into a grasp halfway and grabbed his palm.

I followed the clues, pulled his arm up along the palm of my hand, and pulled it hard, the old man lost his center of gravity, followed my body forward, and was thrown out by me.

The old man's body spun around in mid-air, and landed firmly on the railing. Since this guy knows kungfu lightly, wow, he can do this kind of kung fu that only exists in legends, and ruin my three views.

The old man got on the railing of the ring and refused to come down for a long time. He was on top to adjust his breath. I was going to go up and force him to come down, but after thinking about it carefully, although my balance ability is good, if compared with the old man, it must be far inferior. I've practiced, but I'm half-baked, and I'm not looking for abuse when I go up.

OK.If you don't come down, I will encourage you to come down.

I stood in the middle of the arena, faced the old man and laughed and said, "Senior, why did you hide on it? You climbed so high, and you fell down carefully and broke your leg."

The old man secretly teased and ignored me, I continued to laugh and said, "Senior, do you want to fight or not? If you don't fight, you can admit defeat. I'm not such an unreasonable person. As long as you admit defeat, I don't care about you. Besides You are quite old, you shouldn't come to this kind of place to be brave, and you don't even look at what kind of place this is, you are an old man who is not at home to spend your life, so why come here to join in the fun."

I was nagging endlessly below, disturbing the old man's mind. He might be annoyed by me. With a light touch, he jumped off the railing and landed firmly three or four meters away from me.

I didn't take the opportunity to post it, this old man is quite interesting, I want to see what else he can do.

The old man frowned and said: "You arrogant brat, I won't teach you a lesson today, you fucking don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. Come on."

The old man made an offensive gesture, this time he was thinking about attacking me?

I didn't bird him, he attacked and I also attacked, and the two attacked each other to see who could beat the other.

Compared with just one advance, one retreat, one attack and one defense, this time we both changed ways and attacked with all our strength. The old man no longer used Tai Chi, but used some kind of boxing method. Forgive my clumsy eyes, I know limited boxing methods. Can't name it.

In less than five seconds, the old man threw out twenty or thirty punches in a row. I did not dodge or evade. The fists intersected twenty or thirty times before the body reacted. I was swung away by the force of the old man's fist, and the old man was forced back seven or eight steps by the force of my fist before he stabilized his body.

I was secretly startled, this old man is really a weirdo, one is strong and the other is soft, the front Tai Chi is smooth and smooth, and the back boxing is as rigid as a tiger, these two completely different ways can be practiced to such a superb level Realm is not easy.

The old man was also surprised when he looked at me. He didn't expect that I would dare to receive his fierce punch, and I didn't even lose the wind.

The two of us didn't stay for too long, and we fought together again, fighting fast. From the perspective of outsiders, we only saw two shadows coming and going, one in red trousers and the other in black.

The old man is a bit particular about fighting. If he doesn’t fight in places that are too damaged, he may consider himself a self-identity, but I am different. I have practiced all fighting skills. In the jungle, as long as I can kill those beasts, I don’t care what part it is, the head is fine. , the waist is also required, and the crotch is also good, as long as there is a chance, I will greet you upwards.

As a result, the old man is a bit stretched, maybe the people who fought against him before, more or less know the rules, and would not greet these places, but I don't talk about the rules, just do what I want.

Originally, there are no restrictions in the black boxing arena. If you rely on your own skills to make such desperate money, you should understand the rules here, and it doesn't matter if you kill him.

The old man has more moves than me, and I am dazzled by seeing them, but I basically don't use any routines, it is simple and direct, and every move is extremely lethal.

I wrestled with the old man for more than ten minutes. Under such fast-paced and high-pressure conditions, the old man was old after all, and his physical strength and reaction could not support his high-speed load exercise.

As time passed, he fell into a disadvantage again. Compared with me in terms of speed and endurance, the old man was obviously no match. I was dozens of years younger than him. As time passed, this advantage became more and more obvious.

At the end of the fight, the old man was completely suppressed by me. I took the opportunity to punch the old man. Before the old man retreated, I took the initiative to close the distance between the two of them and punched again. The old man rushed out, and his strength was inevitably damaged. The two fists intersected again, and the old man retreated again. I stabilized my body and chased after the victory, and threw another heavy punch. The old man couldn't dodge it, so he had to catch it hard. The punch passed through his fist and hit his chest in one fell swoop. .

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately, flew out and smashed heavily on the railing of the ring.

After landing, the old man put his hands on the ground and tried to get up by himself, but after trying several times without success, he finally slumped down on the floor.

I stretched out my hand to pull the old man up, but he pushed my hand away and said with a dejected expression, "You won."

The old man stopped talking after finishing this sentence, but just stared at the ring in a daze.

(End of this chapter)