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"I heard that you want to beat me to death? I thought Chinese people valued peace, but your anger was unexpectedly strong." On the ring, Harley looked at the black-haired Chinese man in front of her with a smile.

She has a standard oval face, healthy wheat-colored skin, a small but straight nose, small but very bright eyes, and overall she is a tall, healthy oriental beauty.

A bit like Michelle Yeoh with Liu Yifei's face.

"I don't like the point-and-click approach. Kung Fu is a killing technique, which is the ultimate squeeze on the body and will.

Regardless of life or death, it is difficult to know the outcome.

Being beaten to death in an upright manner is the highest honor for a warrior. "Ms. Siwa said solemnly.

Like Harley, she changed into simple and smart training clothes, took off her shoes and only wore socks. Not only did she not use any weapons, she also asked Harley to take off her gloves.

"I don't think so. There is no difference between kung fu and radio gymnastics. It is just a means of exercising the human body. There is no need to give it too sacred a meaning." Harley said.

"It seems that I guessed wrong, you are lying." Ms. Siwa narrowed her eyes.

"Where did I lie?" Harley asked curiously.

Ms. Siwa said calmly: "You don't know how to iron cloth shirts, and you haven't practiced any martial arts seriously.

If you were a true martial artist who had been honing your skills for decades, you would never compare a lifetime of hard work to radio gymnastics. "

"Maybe I, a foreigner, don't understand Chinese culture." Harley said in Chinese.

Ms. Siwa was stunned when she heard such standard Mandarin.

"I have met countless foreign martial arts masters, and their thoughts are the same as mine."

Harry frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Your accent sounds a bit like a Sichuanese, but the Sichuan dialect is not standard either. It seems that you are from Hefei and went to Chengdu? Where is your hometown?"

Now Ms. Siwa was really shocked.

"I am indeed from AH, you."

Then, she quickly calmed down her emotions and said in a deep voice: "No need to talk nonsense, my style is to fight with all my strength, and every battle will be treated as the last battle in my life."

"Haha, I'm afraid it's just for the reputation of being the best in the world, right?" Harley sneered.

"It's not wrong, you are too arrogant."

After speaking, Siwa put on a posture and shouted: "Kung Fu is not something you say by mouth, come on!"

At this moment, the audience in the audience was also shouting "Let's start the fight!"

Harley imitated her, put on a posture, and shouted: "Aren't you going to beat me to death? Come on!"

No longer hesitating at the moment, Ms. Siwa kicked her legs forward, "Haha" with two lightning-fast kicks, pointed her toes upward, and kicked Harry's chin very viciously.

Harley fights to earn experience points.

Naturally, according to the old rules, take the defensive first.

She did not dodge, but stood there with her hands folded in front of her chest to block the kick.

Ms. Siwa had already understood Harley's fighting style through more than 30 previous games. The flick of the leg was just a feint. When the sole of her foot was held down, she took advantage of the situation and stepped on Harley's instep with her raised right foot.

He stepped on the leg like a sneak attack and hit the target. The heel was like a heavy hammer, crushing Harry's toes.

"Gudong." A series of big bubbles popped up from the Consciousness Sea Experience Tank.

Harry felt the pain, the pain was so deep that he cried out "Ah".

According to Siwa's experience in countless battles, after receiving this blow, she would at least be unconscious from the pain. Then she could use the momentum of acceleration to lift her left knee and press it hard against the unresponsive Harley's lower abdomen.

Unfortunately, Harley's willpower defense level 2 has made her immune to the stun effects of ordinary physical attacks.

So, when she saw Ms. Siwa's knees, she inhaled sharply and her lower abdominal muscles became stiff.

"Bang!" It's like beating a drum.

Ms. Siwa succeeded with one blow, but she secretly screamed that it was terrible. The next moment, "Bang!"

The two were almost face to face. Harley raised her head, hammered, and touched foreheads. There was no need for a ring microphone to send the sound into the speakers for amplification. The audience near the ring heard the real collision sound.

It was like two iron galls colliding together at high speed.

"Hiss~~~" Bruce's teeth started to sour again.

"Pfft——" Ms. Siwa's head fell back, and blood sprayed in an arc.

The straight bridge of his nose was broken, half of his front teeth were shattered, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.

The whole person felt dizzy and took several steps back.

Different from previous boxers who only defended, Harley was stepped on and knew that Siwa was a strong opponent. She did not take any advantage, punched and kicked, and took the opportunity to attack.

But contrary to her expectation, Siwa did not lose consciousness even after receiving this blow.

Faced with the continuous attacks, Siwa was in a panic at first - she took Harley's attack forcefully and couldn't bear the strength.

However, Siwa's skills were extraordinary, and later he no longer blocked the attack forcefully, but instead used clever techniques to resolve it.

Gradually, she calmed down and began to interact with Harley.

After watching for a while, Bruce exclaimed: "This Chinese woman must also know kung fu. She actually fought back and forth with Harley, and she still had an advantage in technique. She is so strong!"

Old Gibbs and Kitten beside him also looked solemn. It was the first time for them to see Harry struggling so hard.

Well, Harley took more spanks and hit Shiva less often.

On the surface, Harley is clearly at a disadvantage.

"If nothing else happens, Harley will lose." Bruce said slowly.

"Not necessarily." Kitty shook his head.

"The situation on the field is obvious now. Ms. Siwa's moves are smooth, both offensive and defensive. Harley's defense is quite stable, but her attack methods are..."

Bruce hasn't learned the 127 fighting techniques yet, but his natural fighting intuition gives him a hunch that he can grasp the truth.

“Hallee is far behind Ms. Siwa in terms of skills, they are simply not on the same level.

More importantly, Harley lost her crushing advantage in speed and strength.

Those people before had just ordinary physiques, but Ms. Siwa must be a real martial artist. Her speed is even slightly faster than Harley.

Only Harley has practiced Iron Shirt and seems to be particularly durable.

Did you notice that every time Ms. Siwa hit Harley, it was a premeditated blow.

When Harley hit Ms. Siwa, the opponent deliberately traded injuries for injuries, exchanging minor injuries for a chance to hit Harley hard. "

It has to be said that Batman is Batman. Even if he has not grown into the future "second fighter in the world (after Ms. Siwa)", his talent is there and he can see the scene clearly at once.

Harley can only add some defense, which will improve her overall physical fitness.

Strength and speed also increased slightly.

Definitely stronger than ordinary people, but not too extraordinary.

There is real kung fu in this world, and kung fu can help martial artists break physical limits.

Ms. Siwa is one of the strongest martial artists in the world today. Her strength, speed, reaction, and defense have all reached extraordinary levels.

What's even more frightening is her fighting talent. She can read the opponent's body language and use a killer move that instantly overpowers all genre skills.

To put it bluntly, this Chinese martial artist can predict his opponent's movements.

"stop!"

Pause every fifteen minutes for a two-minute break.

Four rounds were played, lasting over an hour.

Finally, Harley took a few steps back, raised her hands and said, "I give up!"

There wasn't much noise at the scene, and by now almost everyone could tell that Harley was at a disadvantage.

For example, right now, only the back part of Ms. Siwa's white training uniform is tightly attached to her body and is soaked with sweat.

And Harley looked like a big crab being steamed on a steamer.

His face, neck, and even arms were all red, his head seemed to be smoking, and sweat was flowing down his clothes to the floor.

"Your Excellency's skills are so impressive, I feel inferior to you and I'm willing to submit to you!" Harley said sincerely.

"The battle isn't over yet, I think you can still hold on." Ms. Siwa's face didn't look good.

Because she really didn't hold anything back.

In fact, she tried many killing moves, slicing her neck, hitting her throat, smashing her face, punching out her armpits and soft ribs, raising her legs either on her abdomen or vagina, and her feet could not leave the knee joints.

But this American girl is not good at attacking, but her defense is well-organized, as if she has been tempered for thousands of times.

More than half of the extremely threatening killing moves were blocked or dodged by her. The remaining killing moves hit her, but the effect was not very good.

The strange thing is that during the battle, he hit a vital point, causing her to scream and limp, but after a few moves, she was able to jump again.

Well, if there wasn't a fifteen-minute and two-minute break rule, Harry would have been unable to resist.

But during the break, Ms. Siwa only wiped sweat and rehydrated, while Hallie munched on Snickers bars.

Harley is indeed injured many times, but she has food in her belly and can absorb nutrients to restore her strength.

If he persisted for another seven or eight rounds, 80% of the people who fell would be Ms. Siwa.

Of course, it's not all about cheating.

Her purpose in the fighting ring has always been clear - to gain experience by getting beaten.

Therefore, her offensive skills may be wild, but her experience in being beaten is too rich.

Harley has a good reputation, and most boxers are in awe of her. Even if she verbally abuses and provokes hatred, they are obedient and have very little malice.

There is a limit to the amount of experience a person can gain within a period of time. And Harley refused to let go of every leek. Since he wasn't malicious enough, let him beat him a little longer.

After being beaten many times, not to mention defensive skills, the body can also develop the instinct to escape danger!

Just like on the basketball court, if a basketball falls on your head, you won't be afraid, and you might even hit it with your forehead intentionally; if a stone flies towards you, your hair will stand on end, and you will swish away from your body.

This is the instinctive reaction brought about by body memory.

Now, Harley's body can subconsciously avoid dangerous attacks and resist less dangerous attacks.

"Yeah, I can keep going, but that's totally pointless," Harley said.

——I have wiped out all your experience points, and you have even been promoted to level 27. And you won't be able to improve your combat skills much in one game. If you continue to fight, in addition to exposing your trump card, you'll also run the risk of being able to figure out all your options and kill him with one strike.

Yes, Halle is improving and Ms. Siwa is getting to know her body and skills.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

It would be a big loss if his throat was really smashed.

"Fighting itself is a sacred thing, how can it be meaningless?" Ms. Siwa didn't know what she was thinking, and she was very angry at this time.

"Shit, do you have to explain yourself clearly? I am no match for you today, and I may be beaten to death. But I am only 15 years old in the second half of this year, and I have a bright future.

Learn today's lesson, and I will definitely surpass you in the future, because my progress is faster than yours!

So, I surrender to save my life for the sake of the future, is that okay? ! "

Harley said it openly in front of everyone.

Ms. Siwa was speechless.

Bruce nodded slightly and praised: "Harry is still so smart and sensible."

The audience in the audience looked at Harley with very complicated expressions.

Only then did they remember that she was not yet 15 years old.

"Bah!" Harley clapped her hands, and the microphone fell from above again, "I, Harley Quinn, keep my word.

The title of Gotham Boxing Champion and the championship bonus of the prize pool all belong to this Ms. Siwa! "

"Wow!" When the prize pool containing the beautiful knife fell, the audience exclaimed again.

Especially the boxers, all of them had burning eyes and envious faces.

"Ms. Siwa, please don't leave yet. It will take some time to calculate the spinach profits. Maybe we can take a shower, change clothes, and have a drink at the bar?"

Ms. Siwa looked at Harry for a while and did not refuse.