The End Is Coming, Fortunately I Have A Doomsday Simulator!

Chapter 9 Don’t talk about martial arts!

“Yes, coach Li of our gym used to be a professional boxer.” Xiao Li answered immediately, but she concealed one point in a vague way – boxing and boxing are two different things.

Lin An didn’t care either. Sanda and boxing didn’t matter. Mixed martial arts were even better.

He just wanted to see if the sleight of hand he practiced according to the video could be used in actual combat.

“Then please find that Coach Li, and let me communicate with him.” Lin An said politely.

Soon, Xiaoli found a man who was in his early seventies and watched as he came over.

After a brief greeting and a few polite words, Lin An went straight to the topic: “I have practiced some before. If Coach Li can give me some tips, as long as I have the skill, I am willing to get a personal training card.”

Coach Li was a little reluctant, but when Lin An took out his mobile phone without saying a word, and was willing to buy an hour of advanced private training for 400 yuan, he smiled and invited Lin An to the ring.

Lin An chose not to use any protective gear without pretending, and now he is not sure about his own level. In case of injury, even if it only takes half a day, it will be a waste for him now.

“Please advise.” Lin An put on protective gear, the boxing gloves used under the rules of kick boxing made him a little uncomfortable, but he quickly and naturally took a stance.

However, just as Lin An was preparing the protective gear to stand on the ring, many members of the gym on the side came over with a lively attitude.

“Someone wants to ask Coach Li to give pointers directly, go take a look and then talk about it.”

“What? Someone wants to discuss with Coach Li?”

“What? Someone is here to kick the gym?”

After this wave after wave of transmission, half of the people in the gym couldn’t help but turn their attention to the octagonal cage in the corner.

Good guy, free boxing match.

Who doesn’t like to watch this!

For Lin An’s first time being watched by so many people, he didn’t even feel uncomfortable at all.

On the contrary, the blood was boiling all over, and there was an urge to try.

“Coach Li, don’t you bring any protective gear?” Xiaoli reminded.

Coach Li smiled slightly: “No need.”

He put on a posture, looked at Lin An’s posture, and had a good idea – isn’t he a senior fancier? After practicing boxing at home for a few days, I feel that I can fight better than a professional.

This kind of person…

Coach Li put on a stance and twisted his neck: “Come on, let’s start, talk if you can’t hold on!”

Lin An’s eyes were like cones, and at this moment, as if instinctively, he entered a state of absolute concentration without distractions.

What is the goal of the battle?

knock down the opponent.

How can I beat him?

It’s right to punch!

A stride.

The body is slightly inclined to the right, the feet are on the ground, the waist is supported, and the shoulders drive the arms.

“boom!”

Coach Li turned his head subconsciously, but the hand that was originally protecting his face was smashed with a crisp sound. He instinctively took two steps back. The loose hug was instantly tight, and there seemed to be an alarm bell in his head. clinking.

What the hell! ? His eyes were full of surprise, and he suddenly thought that he was empty-the power of this punch was much greater than what he had expected before!

Lin An didn’t take advantage of the situation to chase, but looked at the coach Li seriously, and jumped back and forth a few times in the same place, and simply moved in place a few times. The time came alive.

Like a dexterous butterfly flying.

It wasn’t that he was pretending to be on purpose, but because he just wanted to chase, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his rhythm. When he practiced in front of the video, the combination of punches and moves was very smooth, but when he really started fighting, it was different. It felt like there was something wrong with the place where I practiced at the time.

It’s like… wearing a pair of shoes that don’t fit, punching with shackles.

If you’re not comfortable…then press what’s comfortable.

Lin An didn’t talk nonsense, he took a sudden stride forward, and the next moment, a cold and crisp left jab smashed between Coach Li’s hands.

“boom!”

“Boom!”

This time, it wasn’t just the jab, but what followed was a powerful right straight punch. This punch, following the gap opened by the jab in Coach Li’s boxing gloves, pierced like a bullet. Coach Li, who was playing in that room, raised his head.

Without waiting for Coach Li to react, Lin An’s left hand had already prepared a cold lower uppercut, pointing directly at the flaw in Coach Li’s waist that was exposed at the moment.

The classic three-stroke combo in this set of boxing sounded like raindrops, as if someone pressed three keys in a row in the octagonal cage. land.

He was holding the ground with one hand, covering his waist with one hand, and couldn’t raise his head for a while.

“Are you alright?” Lin An stopped his hand, and if he punched again at this time, he really didn’t talk about martial arts.

“No, it’s fine.” Coach Li gritted his teeth and forced his head up, with a stream of blood flowing from his nose. Unfortunately, when he felt that Lin An’s boxing strength was not right, he reacted. Years of fighting experience Let him be ready to fight, otherwise, I am afraid that this punch will really not be able to get up.

Even so, the last cold uppercut hit his waist from the blind spot of his field of vision, and it cost him half his life. If this was in the field of mixed martial arts, he could almost choose to wait to die.

The excruciating pain made him unable to breathe.

“Come again?” Lin An was eager to try.

Coach Li has a dark face, and his heart is full of anger – you are here to smash the scene, aren’t you?

As a former professional boxer, as long as you get a punch, you will know the level of your opponent.

Lin An’s force movements are complete and clean, and the combination punches are neat and powerful. If it wasn’t for professional training, how could it be possible!

You just care about it… so you have practiced some?

young people!

No martial arts! *