Lost Paradise? Game on!

Daguba attacked first, his fist hitting Bada's chest straight and powerfully.

Bada quickly stepped back, deftly avoiding the blow, while his leg swept towards Daguba's lower body like a whip.

Even someone as confident as Bada would not dare to rashly take on Daguba's attack, even if it was just a clone.

Daguba jumped lightly and easily dodged the kick.

The sparring between the two began, and their movements became faster and more intense.

Daguba's boxing skills are sophisticated and precise, and each punch seems to contain a tremendous force.

Bada was exceptionally flexible, his leg techniques were like a violent storm, constantly looking for flaws in Daguba's defense.

Daguba would occasionally instruct Bada on his movements, telling him how to exert force better and how to defend more effectively.

Bada listened attentively, his eyes sparkling with a gleam of curiosity.

Every time he was hit by Daguba, he would think carefully and then adjust his movements.

As the sparring progressed, Bada's movements became more and more fluent, and his punches and kicks began to keep up with Daguba's rhythm.

He began to try some new techniques, and although they were not perfect yet, they were able to cause some trouble to Daguba.

A satisfied smile appeared in Daguba's eyes, he knew that Bada was growing rapidly.

He began to increase the intensity of his attacks, forcing Bada to reach his limits.

Although Bada felt a little tired, he did not retreat, and fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

"Remember, if you are just a killing machine, then your upper limit will be here."

Daguba gently caught the fist that Bada swung at him.

"Emotions can also drive power. If you can control them well enough, you can definitely unleash power far beyond your normal level. But at the same time, before you can control your emotions well, don't let them affect your calmness."

Bada nodded slightly, and at the same time swept his arm directly towards Daguba's head.

Daguba dodged the attack again with a light jump, and then took several steps back.

"Then let's end this lesson with this move."

Both sides stepped back in tacit understanding and took up their positions.

When the distance between them was far enough, they adopted similar starting postures.

The power is concentrated on the right leg, and with every running start, it seems that there is a flame burning in the leg.

"Julia!"

The two balls of fire finally collided with each other. Although Daguba roared out a victory cry, it seemed that not everyone could control this roar.

"Boom!"

With a shocking explosion, Daguba was kicked directly by Bada and exploded on the spot.

And the black and gold energies spread out from the body of this clone and finally merged into Bada's body.

"Congratulations, this is the power you can get for completing my assessment!"

Daguba's voice came from all directions, and Bada, who was originally sitting on the ground gasping for breath, was now filled with a full sense of power.

"Powerful... Is true power just an increase in strength?"

Bada looked at the sky and asked loudly.

This is the space created by Daguba, so it can be said that Daguba is everywhere.

"Of course not, it's just that you don't need to pursue the so-called real strength right now."

Bada was silent.

Although he was somewhat unwilling, what Daguba said made a lot of sense to him now.

"Okay, I have taught you almost everything that can be learned in a short period of time. The rest is up to you to figure out on your own. The energy and opportunity for a breakthrough are not far ahead."

After saying this, Bada felt a black screen before his eyes, and when he appeared again, he had returned to his residence.

"You are so powerful that it's a bit scary... Daguba, I actually tried to challenge you. I was really courting death."

..........

Bada is a person with relatively good talent and good understanding.

Similarly, there are also some stupid guys who make Daguba a little worried.

For example, this one.

"boom!"

Turtle's fist shot through the air like a meteor and hit Daguba directly in the face.

Daguba dodged nimbly and responded with a side kick, aiming at Turtle's ribs.

Turtle reacted quickly and blocked the kick with his arm, but Daguba's leg techniques were varied and his next kick turned to Turtle's leg, trying to destroy his balance.

Turtle steadied himself, and his fighting instinct made him counterattack quickly. A series of combination punches forced Daguba to take a few steps back.

Daguba frowned slightly, and then began to use his skills more. His movements became unpredictable, sometimes as flexible as a snake, and sometimes as swift as a tiger.

His leg techniques and punches intertwined to form an attack net, trying to capture Brother Turtle.

Feeling the pressure, Turtle began to adjust his tactics, using his strength advantage to try to break Daguba's defense with heavy punches.

Each of his strikes was so powerful that it seemed to shake the air.

Turtle's fists gradually lost their advantage in the face of Daguba's flexible movements, while Daguba was looking for an opportunity to use his skills to give Turtle a fatal blow.

Finally, during a confrontation, Daguba found an opportunity. Turtle's punch missed, revealing a flaw.

Daguba approached quickly and hit Turtle Brother's abdomen with a precise uppercut, followed by a high sweep kick that hit Turtle Brother's head.

Turtle staggered back, but his willpower was very strong. He shook his head, trying to clear the dizziness.

Daguba did not give Brother Turtle a chance to breathe. He continued to attack and the offense and defense quickly switched.

With a sweeping kick from Daguba, Brother Turtle fell heavily to the ground.

"Come, let me ask you, what's going on in your head?"

Daguba couldn't bear it any longer, so he rushed forward, picked up Brother Turtle, and started to review the situation.

"Let me start with your biggest problem. Apart from weapons, you only have fists, right? What about your legs? What about your arms? Apart from your two sandbag-sized fists, you can't attack the enemy with anything else, right?"

Turtle: ...

"Second, isn't your chassis a little too unstable? You're so strong and your legs are so thick, are they just for show?"

Turtle: ...

"Third, there were many times when you could have easily avoided the attack, but you chose to resist it. Are you very confident in your defense?"

This time, Turtle blinked his eyes innocently, but was glared back by Daguba.

"Don't think I don't know that the big, broken turtle shell on your back is purely for decoration. It doesn't provide any additional defense. You are the biggest problem right now. Starting today, you have to practice from the beginning!"