Super Healing System

Chapter 172

This time, with ease.

The four of them soon came to the boxing arena full of violent atmosphere.

When Lin Mengqi saw the fierce fighting of those foreign boxers on the stage, she couldn't help covering her mouth.

Apart from the big sandbags and small sandbags placed in the aisle, there are only those five boxing rings.

What does Liu Zixuan want to train here?
Could it be that he was fighting against those professional wild boxers?
Liu Zixuan's figure had already been imprinted in their minds, so when Liu Zixuan came again, these people stopped in surprise.

Although there is a language barrier, as boxers, they know how to respect their opponents.

The little translator was sitting there drinking tea, when he saw that this person surnamed Liu came again, he couldn't help but sneered.

In his opinion, Liu Zixuan's brain must have been flooded, or because of bad business, he had the idea of ​​committing suicide, otherwise, no normal person would spend money to beat him up.

"I'm going to change clothes, you guys get ready. Qiqi, there are stools there, sit for a while when you're tired."

Liu Zixuan seemed a lot more familiar this time, and he immediately ran to change clothes.

"Is this guy sick again?" The translator came over and said jokingly.

Coach Xiaomu glared at him, signaling that Lin Mengqi was beside him, and told him to pay attention to what he said.

"Call the boxer from last time to come over and fight in the same style. Give me some instructions."

"I see."

The translator went to communicate with the Indian boxer. The Indian boxer nodded with a smile and gave him a thumbs up, as if he thought Liu Zixuan was very kind.

After a while, Liu Zixuan came out after changing his clothes.

It's still the same boxing ring, and it's still the same boxer.

Getting into the table, Liu Zixuan, like that guy, clasped his hands together and bowed to each other.Then bounce up and down, move your muscles and bones, and it's time to start.

"Are they going to fight?" Lin Mengqi asked in surprise.

"Sparring?" Zhang Dan was stunned for a moment, then shook his little head like a rattle and said: "It's not a sparring, you can see for yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the Indian player suddenly kicked Liu Zixuan on the waist.

slap~
The surface of the foot collided with the skin, making a crisp crackling sound.

From that voice, one could tell how hard the foot was.

bang bang bang bang~
Next, needless to say, fist and kick.Liu Zixuan seemed to be turned into a sandbag, and he was beaten violently by an Indian boxer. He just kept defending there.

"What are you doing? Are you getting beaten for spending money?" Lin Mengqi couldn't understand.

"This is the plan that Coach Xiaomu made for him. He wants to train his physical strength to the maximum in a short period of two months. This kind of anti-hit training is the most effective. It can not only enhance the hardness of the foreskin, but also It can promote blood flow, break and then stand." Zhang Dan also explained patiently.

That's the way it is said, but this so-called theory, attached to actual actions, makes people feel unbearable.

3 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes.

After being beaten for 10 minutes, Liu Zixuan was still standing there.

He didn't fall down once.

Compared with yesterday, he felt much more relaxed today.I don't know if Coach Xiaomu's method works, or Emperor Yan's "Building Body Bathing Method" is better.

In short, what he feels now is that this guy's fists are too light!

15 minutes.

This was Liu Zixuan's limit yesterday, and everyone still remembered how weakly he walked down from above.

But today, Liu Zixuan was still standing there.Although the skin all over his body was red and swollen, his spirit was very lush.

"Stop, stop."

Liu Zixuan suddenly made a movement to stop.

The Indian boxer was taken aback for a moment, looked at the time, and then nodded in satisfaction.In his opinion, Liu Zixuan may have reached his limit today.

"Coach Xiaomu, I want to ask you something." Li Zixuan spoke again.

"Please tell me." Xiaomu politely answered.

"What's going on today? Did you tell him secretly that he didn't use his full strength, why do I feel so painless?"

wow...

In one sentence, the scene was set on fire.

Although the boxers present were all foreigners, they could still understand a few words of Huaxia dialect.

The Indian players understand the phrase "useless effort".Combined with Liu Zixuan's movements and coach Xiaomu's stunned expression, he understood a little bit.

Coach Xiaomu was stunned. He felt that Liu Zixuan yesterday and Liu Zixuan today were two people.

In his heart, he also agreed with Liu Zixuan's question, did the Indian player keep his hand?

I looked at the translator, and the translator shook his head firmly.

"Should I ask him to work harder?" Xiaomu asked Liu Zixuan for his opinion.

"You just let him go all out and treat me as an opponent in the boxing ring, that's fine."

"Okay, let's translate it to him."

"He said you're a stupid pig with light fists like a bitch. Didn't you eat in the morning? Give me all you can do!"

The translator of the chicken thief translated this sentence to the boxer in Hindi.

It is conceivable that as a boxer, after hearing these words, he was naturally furious.

The Indian boxer roared angrily, as if going crazy, he rushed towards Liu Zixuan.

In this confrontation, Liu Zixuan was completely regarded as an opponent.

Fist up and down, no mercy.

Liu Zixuan and everyone else didn't know it was the translator's fault, but they still thought Liu Zixuan was crazy.

Because it was Liu Zixuan's request.

"readily!"

At the beginning, Liu Zixuan was still defending there, but this time he was satisfied with both strength and ferocity.

But he was a little puzzled, why was the boxer still muttering something when he was exerting all his strength.

Although he didn't understand Hindi, it sounded like he was swearing no matter how he heard it.

This made Liu Zixuan a little upset.

He is a super VIP member of PalmReader. This guy is a scolder, but it is wrong to curse people, especially members of PalmReader.

slap~
When Liu Zixuan was thinking, he was slightly distracted, and was kicked in the head by that guy.

This blow made him almost faint, and in a daze, he stretched out his hand to signal.

But because the Indian boxer got angry, he didn't stop. He went up and kicked Liu Zixuan on the nose, and immediately blood flowed out.

Liu Zixuan finally realized something was wrong.

It stands to reason that this kind of hitting training is not allowed to hit the head.Because he was purely defending, hitting the head would make him faint quickly.

If the first kick was careless, it was an accident, but the following knee kick was blatant revenge.

"This gray bastard, is he going to put me to death?"

Liu Zixuan wiped the blood from his nose with his hands, and then his eyes changed, becoming like a demon.

"Stop. STOP, STOP..."

Coach Xiaomu and Zhang Danyi saw that something was wrong, so they hurriedly yelled in the audience.

But at this moment, the two people on the stage could no longer listen.

They only have each other in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)