On the stage, Zhou Ping and Little Tiger stood facing each other.
Flemming patted the arena.
"Begin!"
The two of them looked at each other. Xiaohu scratched his head and smiled.
"You go first."
The audience below also jeered,
"Sissy, hurry! Hurry up! This is your only chance!"
"That's right, give Little Tiger a punch! This was a man's dignity! It proves that you're not a woman!"
“……”
Zhou Ping, who was on the stage, grinned. He used the technique of military boxing and took a step forward.
The strength of his body that was nurtured by the Genetic Chain exploded, and he dashed in front of Little Tiger at an extremely fast speed.
He twisted his waist and swung his arm, throwing a punch straight at Xiaohu's chest.
The wind created by the fist whistled.
Little Tiger felt the wind from Zhou Ping's fist, and the silly smile on his face froze.
He pressed his hands down and blocked Zhou Ping's fist.
Bang!
Little Tiger's hands were punched in his chest. His expression changed, and his body retreated continuously, almost falling out of the ring.
The intense pain caused Little Tiger's face to turn pale.
He raised his head and looked at Zhou Ping in shock. He did not speak for a long time.
The laughter below also stopped abruptly. Everyone looked at Zhou Ping, who was turning his wrist, and then looked at Little Tiger, who was clutching his chest. They looked at each other.
"This…this bean sprout is so powerful?”
"It's fake, right? How could this sissy have such speed? That fist wind…is something."
“……”
Flamin grinned and said,"
"Xiao Hu, I forgot to mention that this kid is a genetic warrior. If you don't want to be beaten until you're lying on the bed, you should show some strength.”
Little Tiger: "????"
He looked at the smiling Flamin with a dumbfounded expression and felt like crying.
"Genetic warrior? Brother Ming, why didn't you say so earlier?"
The others also looked surprised. The way they looked at Zhou Ping changed.
"He's actually a genetic warrior…no wonder.”
"If it's a genetic warrior, it's understandable that he has such power.”
One had to know that the number of genetic warriors was already very small, and it was even rarer in such a poor area.
Seeing a genetic warrior here was as rare as seeing a giant panda.
Everyone who was watching the battle sized up Zhou Ping curiously.
Zhou Ping looked at Little Tiger, who was rubbing his chest and his expression gradually changed. He smiled and said,
"Don't worry. Even if I beat you up, I won't pay for your medical expenses.”
"Beansprout, I've underestimated you." However, you shouldn't be a very powerful genetic warrior, right? This power is not stronger than mine."
As he spoke, he sprinted towards Zhou Ping.
"Then I'll show you the difference in technique!”
Fist, leg, elbow, knee…Every part of Little Tiger seemed to have transformed into a weapon, launching a storm of attacks at Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping hadn't fought much a day ago.
Although he had been learning military boxing for a day, his actual combat experience was almost zero. Faced with the storm-like attacks, his pupils suddenly constricted and he could only keep blocking.
For a moment, he retreated in a sorry state.
Fortunately, his strength had increased greatly after he cultivated. He was about the same as Little Tiger, who often practiced boxing. Moreover, his spiritual power was probably stronger than Little Tiger's, so he could keenly sense Little Tiger's attack route.
Although he was in a sorry state and would sometimes take a punch, he barely managed to withstand it.
Bang bang!
The dull sounds of fists and feet colliding echoed. The intense battle between the two sides made the spectators below watch.
The battle lasted for a while. Zhou Ping suddenly stepped sideways to avoid Little Tiger's elbow attack. Then, he raised his knee and knocked Little Tiger's side abdomen.
Little Tiger's face turned pale and he took a few steps back.
The onlookers below widened their eyes slightly.
" He can actually counterattack?!"
"That's right. This kid's strength and speed are similar to Little Tiger's, but there's a huge difference in skill and experience. He had been suppressed by Little Tiger previously. How long had it been? He could actually counterattack?”
"Is this a genetic warrior? He's actually so abnormal!"
Previously, these onlookers called Zhou Ping a sissy and a bean sprout. As the battle progressed, they changed their names and no longer called him that.
The strength that Zhou Ping displayed was enough to make many people look up to him.
Flamin had been paying attention to Zhou Ping. After Zhou Ping's first counterattack, he widened his eyes and grinned, muttering to himself,"
" What a terrifying learning ability and adaptability! Was this his innate battle instinct? In addition to that terrifying talent. What kind of little monster did Lord Qinghe find?! This was probably comparable to the direct descendants of the great clans of the empire, right? How could such a little monster appear in the slums?! Are you kidding me?
He looked at Zhou Ping's body that was moving around and his eyes flashed."
'No, I must drag him to my place! I'll go and tell the lord later!
As the battle continued, Zhou Ping's counterattack became more and more intense.
Initially, he was suppressed by Little Tiger with his rich experience and skills. Gradually, Zhou Ping became more and more familiar with the military boxing and began to dodge and counterattack.
By now, Zhou Ping could already counterattack once after Little Tiger hit him four times.
This was undoubtedly a huge improvement.
However, after fighting for a long time, Zhou Ping and Little Tiger's stamina was almost exhausted.
The two of them panted heavily, their movements severely distorted, and the power of their attacks became weak.
When Flamin saw this, he said,"
"Alright, stop!"
When Little Tiger heard this, he immediately stopped.
However, Zhou Ping still swung his fist and punched Little Tiger in the face.
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