Little Tiger covered his swollen face and stared at Zhou Ping with his eyes wide open.
"Didn't you say it was going to stop?"
Zhou Ping rubbed the red and swollen corner of his mouth and grimaced in pain. His eyes were filled with innocence.
"I didn't take back my hand at once."
Little Tiger widened his eyes and opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.
Flamin crossed his arms and said,""Let's rest for a while and continue practicing later!"
"Ming Bro, do I still have to practice with him?" Xiaohu's mouth twitched.”
"What's wrong?"
Little Tiger glanced at Zhou Ping and scratched his head speechlessly."
"If I continue practicing, I'm afraid I'll be beaten up.”
There was nothing he could do. Zhou Ping's performance was too ridiculous. How long had it been? He could already counterattack.
If he was given another afternoon, Little Tiger was not confident that he could beat Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping was like a monster in Little Tiger's heart.
Zhou Ping smiled." It's okay. I won't pay for the medical fees."”
" How is this okay?!"
Little Tiger said unhappily.
Flamin patted Little Tiger's shoulder and said,""Don't worry, I'll reimburse the medical expenses.”
Little Tiger looked at Flamin blankly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cried,"
"Thank you!"
After that, Zhou Ping and Little Tiger rested.
While resting, Zhou Ping circulated his spiritual energy to recover from the fatigue of his body. At the same time, he recalled the shortcomings of the previous battle and constantly absorbed them, hoping to improve.
Flamin was right.
Real combat was indeed a great improvement for physical skills. Compared to practicing alone, his improvement was much faster.
He felt that it wouldn't be long before he could completely master the Military Boxing, and then the Military Killing Sword.
After that, he could enter the Origin Source Grounds and search for genes that were suitable for him. He could record genes and evolve genes, and he would be on the right track.
In the afternoon, Zhou Ping and Little Tiger began to practice again.
This time, there were more people watching than before.
Everyone looked at the two people on the stage and whispered.
"Really? That bean sprout could actually fight Little Tiger?”
"What bean sprouts? Call me Brother Ping! Brother Ping was a genetic warrior! The future is bright, okay?"
"Let's not talk about the future. Brother Ping is indeed very good. Just look at this morning. In the beginning, Xiao Hu could still rely on his rich experience to suppress Brother Ping. Brother Ping began to counterattack. Can you compare with this learning ability?”
"As expected of a genetic warrior. Brother Ping is awesome. If Brother Ping wanted to make a living in the future, would he be able to acknowledge him as his boss?”
"Are you still asleep? As a dignified genetic warrior, wouldn't Brother Ping be able to fight against magical beasts in the future? He couldn't fight with the experts of other races? Playing house with us?"
When everyone heard this, they felt that it was reasonable and nodded.
The battle began again.
This time, it was not like before, where Little Tiger could suppress Zhou Ping.
During the battle, Little Tiger could clearly feel that Zhou Ping's shortcomings were getting fewer and fewer, and the pressure on him was also increasing.
Not long after the battle, sweat appeared on Little Tiger's forehead.
In the morning, Little Tiger attacked four times, and Zhou Ping could only counterattack once.
Gradually, Zhou Ping was able to counterattack once every three times Little Tiger attacked.
Then, twice.
In the end, the onlookers realized that Zhou Ping could already fight back and forth with Little Tiger. He was no longer just defending and counterattacking.
As time passed, Zhou Ping began to suppress Little Tiger.
Bang!
Not long after, Zhou Ping threw a series of jabs, elbows, and knees, forcing Little Tiger to retreat. In the end, Zhou Ping seized the opportunity and punched Little Tiger in the stomach.
Little Tiger's face turned pale. He clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, letting out a low groan.
The atmosphere fell silent.
The air was quiet, and the onlookers below looked at each other.
" W-won?!"
"Brother Ping is awesome! In less than a day, he actually defeated Little Tiger?!”
"As expected of my Brother Ping! He's too strong!"
Everyone cheered.
Little Tiger, who was lying on the ground, heard the cheers of the crowd and was filled with question marks.
He glanced at the crowd below, his eyes filled with confusion.
He was a little confused about his little friend's betrayal.
They had clearly stayed in the same dojo for so long. Why?
Why did these bastards betray him?!
Flamin crossed his arms and looked at Zhou Ping with a smile.
"Kid, not bad."
Little Tiger, who was lying on the ground, was speechless.”
He suddenly felt like crying.
He was just a child that no one wanted.
"You flatter me, Brother Ming. I'm still far from it." Zhou Ping smiled.”
"Yes, I think so too. We still have to continue practicing. When you can defeat me, it will be considered good.”
Flamin nodded, indicating that Zhou Ping was right.
Zhou Ping was speechless.
He was just being humble. He didn't expect Flamin to take it seriously.
He actually felt that he was quite awesome. After all, it was quite impressive to be able to train the military boxing to such a level in just one day.
Next up was the Military Killing Sword.
Flamin seemed to have seen through Zhou Ping's thoughts and said,"
"It's already night time. That's all for today. Come over tomorrow and I'll teach you how to practice the sword.”
" Thank you, Brother Ming." Zhou Ping's eyes lit up and he smiled.”
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