Zuo Han is now at the peak of level 2 power, and his holy power is reduced to 198 points due to the loss of 100 points of light holy power. There is also 100 points of dark holy power from Mo Fan.

However, Zuo Han had his own pride and did not intend to use holy power to deal with Nachai.

Natchai is the king in the boxing ring, and only defeating him within the rules of the boxing ring is the real victory.

With the sound of the gong, Zuo Han took half a step back and casually made a fighting stance.

Nachai, who originally underestimated the enemy, couldn't help but be startled, and his eyes became a little solemn.

Zuo Han's posture was very casual, no different from other boxers, but it made Natchai feel an inexplicable crisis.

Especially after Zuo Han opened his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, Nachai's hair stood up.

Natchai once encountered a Bengal tiger and almost died. The feeling at this time was very similar to that time. Even... more dangerous!

Natchai shook his shoulders and started to move with some steps.

Muay Thai boxers will behave like this, but people who are familiar with Natchai are a little surprised.

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"Nachai are you serious?" Zha Nachun frowned.

When Natchai usually fights against others, he usually stands still and rarely moves to show his confidence and strength. He will only use step steps when he encounters a strong opponent.

"Jiang Peng." Zha Nachun turned to Jiang Peng and asked, "What does this Zuo Han do?"

Jiang Peng didn't know much about Nachai, so he just took it as a casual question from Cha Nachun and replied: "I don't know the details. I only heard that he does some jewelry business."

Zha Nachun didn't ask any more questions and looked at the stage again.

The two people in the boxing ring had been wandering around for several times, but no one attacked, and the audience began to boo and express their dissatisfaction.

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Zuo Han shook his wrist and said, "If we don't fight, the audience will leave."

A bright light flashed in Nachai's eyes, and his right leg fiercely swept towards Zuo Han's waist without even a hint of feint.

Zuo Han bowed and retreated, his clothes rustling in the wind from his legs.

Nachai's legs didn't touch the ground, his knees shook, and he kicked Zuo Han in the head.

Zuo Han dodged again and punched Nachai on the ankle.

Nachai's expression twisted for a moment, he drew back his legs and defended his chest with his arms, guarding against Zuo Han's attack.

But Zuo Han didn't move and stayed where he was.

Nachai supported his body with his left foot, while his right foot shook slightly.

Others looked at it and thought he was gathering strength. But Nazhi knew that he was in pain.

In addition to the pain, Nachai was even more frightened.

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Although it was just a tentative attack, Natchai did not deliberately let go.

In order to practice his leg skills, he usually used coconut trees as wooden stakes, and his legs had already become extremely strong. But Zuo Han's punch was like hitting him with a hammer.

Natchai didn't know that he also surprised Zuo Han.

Level 3 strength is already the pinnacle that normal humans can reach. A full punch can produce about a ton of force.

But that kind of power is the perfect force to be prepared. The power that an excellent professional boxer can exert during fighting is only between 10-20% of his real power.

Natchai's weight is not that big, and Zuo Han thinks it would be good if he could exert a strength of about 150 kilograms. But those two feet just now were floating at the critical value of 200 kilograms.

In other words, the power that Nachai can exert has exceeded 20%.

Before breaking through the forbidden zone, Zuo Han could not exert all his power, but he could still use about 30% of his power. Calculated in this way, he was evenly matched with Nachai.

Zuo Han was slightly excited.

It seems that this competition will not be too boring.

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"It was you who attacked just now, now it's my turn."

Zuo Han leaned forward and thrust his elbow towards Nachai's chest.

Nachai clasped his hands together, supported Zuo Han's elbows, and pushed out with one knee.

Zuo Han rotated his body 360 degrees and swept his other elbow towards Nachai's temple from behind.

Just as Nachai turned his head to avoid it, Zuo Han's other elbow came again.

After five or six consecutive elbow strikes, Zuo Han suddenly rose up and raised his knee to attack Nachai's chin.

This time, Nachai hid a little slower and hit his chest with a bang.

Kick, kick, kick...

Natchai took three or four steps back and almost hit the cable.

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The audience suddenly fell silent again.

Jiang Xing, like many viewers, opened his mouth in surprise. Jiang Peng's face was uncertain, and Xu Jing subconsciously looked at Zha Nachun.

Zha Nachun forced a smile and said: "Nachai didn't stand firm."

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"Muay Thai?"

Natchai didn't expect that Zuo Han could also use Muay Thai routines and be so sharp.

Different from Wang Lei's trick of knocking him down just now, this time he was really almost knocked down.

The man in front of me is hiding his secrets. Is he actually a Muay Thai master?

Zuo Han smiled, said nothing, and stepped forward again.

Natchai did not dodge this time, but raised his knees to face him.

Elbows and knees are the signatures of Muay Thai, and close combat is Muay Thai's strength. There is no reason to be afraid of Nachai, a well-established Muay Thai champion.

But Nachai's knees and elbows had no strength, and Zuo Han was like a loach, sliding close to Nachai.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Han opened his arms and shook his shoulders.

Nachai felt a burst of strong force, and he stumbled backwards, almost falling to the ground.

"Tai Chi?"

The audience was in an uproar again, and Nachai was even more stunned.

He had seen Tai Chi masters before and even practiced them. But his fitness was okay, but he was not suitable for actual combat at all. But Zuo Han actually knocked him away. If I remember correctly, the moves were so closed that even the old man on the street

My wife can use it.

After calming down, Natchai stepped forward again.

Zuo Han raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around sharply, stepped forward, and executed a karate signature side kick.

After being frustrated twice before, Nachai was much more careful this time. As soon as Zuo Han made his move, he retreated early.

But after avoiding it, I was still stunned.

This bastard also practices karate?

"For me, there is no difference between this punch and that punch." Zuo Han shook his fist: "Anyone who can hit people is a good punch."

Looking at Zuo Han, who was smiling but not smiling, Nachai realized that he had been tricked, and he became extremely angry.

"Boy, you asked for this."

Natchai's shoulders shook, his bones creaked, and his body became shorter.

Zuo Han's eyes flashed.

It would be better to do this sooner. I don't have the leisure to waste time with you.

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For an experienced boxer, conserving energy is the most basic common sense.

After all, Natchai is a boxer, not a killer. The more he regards Zuo Han as an equal opponent, the more professional he will treat him. In the first round, Natchai won't even have a real attack.

But Zuo Han didn't want to spend five rounds in the boxing ring. If he wanted to fight, he would fight hard.

Natchai was angered by Zuo Han and completely gave up the idea of ​​conserving his energy. After accumulating strength, he rushed forward and launched a fierce attack with a combination of knees and elbows.

Zuo Han no longer played frivolous games. It was a head-to-head fight between fists and fists and feet against feet.

Zuo Han wanted to know if Natchai could push out his potential and help him cross the threshold of level 3 strength.

The two of them were on the stage, elbowing each other and punching each other. Because of the clothes Zuo Han was wearing, the sound of his clothes slapping was even louder.

When the referee was greeted at first, he thought it was the audience coming to the stage to interact, but he never expected that it would be like this, more formal than a formal match.
To be continued...