"The boxing skills are endless, but the physical strength is limited after all. The only thing that truly makes a boxer powerful is boxing skills!"
Mo Qing thought about his father's teachings to him in the past, and became more and more proficient with the cold spiral in his hand.
Normal punches, punches with spiral power, cold spirals, and combinations of various angles. Although Mo Qing's speed is not very fast, every punch he throws has everyone's style.
After all, in terms of proficiency in combat skills, Mo Qing is already far beyond the average boxer.
He is not like an ordinary boxer, but like a experienced boxer.
"Boxing skills are the key to determining the outcome of a battle. As long as the strength is not too different, boxing skills are what determine victory. While I am practicing strength, speed and physical strength, I must pay special attention to the practice of boxing skills. Ordinary people
I don’t even think about this problem when I’m a boxer, but I want to improve my boxing skills from now on!”
"This icy spiral should be regarded as the prototype of boxing skills at present. It is just not powerful enough, but it should be of great use when low-level boxers fight!"
"boom!"
Mo Qing punched out, using all his strength, the rock on the mountain wall shattered, and his fist penetrated the rock about three centimeters!
Looking at a layer of frost condensing on the mountain wall, Mo Qing smiled: "Very good, it seems that my strength has improved a little bit again after fighting the schizophrenia non-stop during this period. Maybe when I left the valley,
You can reach the late stage of a first-level boxer!"
Constantly exercising, fighting, and having physical potions to replenish energy at any time, Mo Qing's strength is now at a stage of rapid improvement.
Six years of silence finally led to today's genius awakening.
"Hmm...footsteps!"
Mo Qing suddenly heard the sound of fast footsteps not far away.
This sound is very rare in the abandoned valley, especially in the area where Mo Qing came. It is rugged and passable, and almost no one comes here, otherwise the twin lotuses in the pool would have been discovered long ago.
Now someone is actually here. This is the first time in these days!
Mo Qing hurriedly turned around and looked at where the people were coming. He didn't worry about anything. Everyone was a descendant of the Mo family, so they would usually greet each other after seeing them.
But when he saw the two people approaching, Mo Qing was immediately startled.
The visitor is not good!
After Mo Huai and Zhou Huan saw Mo Qing, their eyes shone with excitement and they ran over quickly, as if two wolves had seen their prey.
Mo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. Things couldn't be such a coincidence. Zhou Huan was the person he wanted to kill and must be seeking revenge from him. Mo Huai also didn't get along with him. The two of them came together, and it was obvious that they were
I came here on my own.
This should be from tracking!
What do they want to do!
Mo Qing steadied his steps, took a deep breath, and did not take the initiative to speak. Instead, he stared coldly at the two people who were five meters in front of him.
Zhou Huan was originally worried about Mo Qing escaping, but seeing that Mo Qing didn't move now, with a ferocious smile on his face, after arriving in front of Mo Qing, he looked up and down first, and then said: "Mo Qing, I don't know how stupid you are.
, or are you pretending to be stupid? Don’t you know what we are doing here?”
Mo Huai said nothing at the side, his fat face raised and his hands behind his back, like a master facing an insignificant opponent.
Mo Qing didn't pay attention to this pretentious guy, but smiled at Zhou Huan: "Zhou Huan, some people always have no memory. Have you forgotten the last time?"
Zhou Huan's expression changed. The last time Mo Qing almost killed him, Zhou Huan always deliberately forgot about this incident. It was a lingering nightmare, which was also the reason why Zhou Huan must kill Mo Qing.
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But when he thought that there was Mo Huai, a second-level boxer, behind him, Zhou Huan immediately felt confident and said to Mo Qing: "Mo Qing, don't be too arrogant. If you want to kill me, I won't."
I won’t talk nonsense to you today because I’m just waiting to die. I’m telling you that from now on, there will be no one like you in the Mo family!”
"It's just you? I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
Mo Qing didn't care about Zhou Huan at all. This man had been defeated by him before, and now he was even less likely to pose a threat to him.
Zhou Huan wasn't stupid either. He glanced at Mo Qing and said, "Of course it's not me, it's Master Mo Huai, a second-level boxer! How about it? Did you tremble with fear when you heard the words second-level boxer?"
After being complimented by Zhou Huan, Mo Huai looked at Mo Qing with satisfaction, feeling that his master's demeanor had been established, and said in a mature manner: "Mo Qing! You dared to throw a plate at me in the restaurant that day. This matter
, I want to settle things with you."
"How do you plan to calculate it?"
"It's very simple, Mo Qing, you don't have anything else to offer except the meteorite, but from what I see, you don't seem to be able to hand over the meteorite casually. What if you insist on not handing it over?
Then...just pay with your life!"
"Just you?"
Mo Qing glanced at Mo Huai with disdain. This man was different from him. His qualifications were neither good nor bad, but after so many years of training, he became a second-level boxer. It was not just a matter of qualifications, but his progress.
He has no intention at all. If there is a third-generation descendant that Mo Qing despises the most, it is probably Mo Huai.
But anyway, Mo Huai is now a second-level boxer. Mo Qing's sarcasm made Mo Huai lose his temper, and his expression changed: "Mo Qing! What qualifications do you have for a loser like you to talk like this? How dare a trainee boxer dare to talk to me?
Rampant! Do you think that since you have the same surname as me, I won’t dare to do anything to you?"
"Mo Huai, don't be so arrogant. I know what you did. Since you have the guts to come to me today and want to kill me and kill each other, then don't blame me for being rude. You want me to die!"
I want you to die too!"
As Mo Qing spoke, his face turned cold, he clenched his hands into fists and took a step forward.
Maybe it was because of the ice aura in his body. When Mo Qing had murderous intentions, the temperature of the surrounding air was dropping. Although he was still three or four meters away from Mo Huai, Mo Huai felt a cold rush to his face and even endured it.
I couldn't help but shudder.
Mo Huai couldn't help but take a step back. Mo Huai felt that Mo Qing opposite him suddenly became very scary.
But he was a second-level boxer after all. He felt very humiliated by Mo Qing's momentum and snorted coldly: "Pretending, Zhou Huan, you go first and try this guy's skills!"
Zhou Huan originally planned to watch Mo Huai and Mo Qing fight, but Mo Huai actually let him go first. He immediately grimaced: "Master Mo Huai, I...I am not his opponent!"
"Trash! What are you afraid of when I'm here! He can still be a second-level boxer! Don't worry, I will naturally come to help you when you are in danger."
Hearing Mo Huai's assurance, Zhou Huan took a step forward reluctantly and said slowly: "Okay, you have to watch carefully. Maybe I can't hold on for too long.
Well, this kid really knows how to kill people."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here, no problem!"
Mo Huai still maintained his expert demeanor and demeanor, deliberately not taking action first. On the surface, he looked disdainful, but in fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. Mo Qing, this kid, seemed to have changed.
Zhou Huan was urged repeatedly by Mo Huai, and finally came two meters in front of Mo Qing. He bravely said: "Mo Qing, I accidentally lost to you last time, and I will definitely not do it this time!"
"Really? Then you won't have any regrets this time!"
Before Mo Qing finished speaking, he had already moved. He jumped forward and raised his right fist high with a fierce momentum! It seemed that all the strength of his body was poured into this punch, and he hit Zhou Huan hard.
!
Zhou Huan's speed and power were originally a little stronger than Mo Qing's, but he was a little afraid of Mo Qing. When he saw Mo Qing attacking with all his strength, he immediately became timid and did not dare to fight back. He was prepared to defend against this move first.
He raised his left hand, wearing a metal arm guard, trying to resist Mo Qing's punch.
Mo Qing's punch was not a feint, it actually hit Zhou Huan's metal arm guard.
Mo Huai stood behind Zhou Huan and saw Zhou Huan resisting Mo Qing's punch with a contemptuous expression on his face. Although Mo Qing's performance was a bit unexpected, he was not his opponent. There was no suspense in this battle.
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"Well!"
There was a sound that seemed to come from deep in his throat. Zhou Huan bowed his waist like a prawn. From Mo Huai's perspective, Zhou Huan's lower back had some strange bulges!
That seems like it!
It seemed as if Mo Qing hit his abdomen with a fierce knee, so there was such an obvious bulge in the lower back!
The bones may be broken!
Mo Huai's eyes almost fell out of their sockets!
Mo Qing! Isn't he punching? When...when did he deliver this knee strike?
Regardless of whether he believed it or not, Zhou Huan's body slowly slipped in front of him. As Zhou Huan's body fell, Mo Qing's cold face appeared in front of Mo Huai's eyes, staring at Mo Huai.
The hair on Mo Huai's face stood up a little as he was hit by the biting cold air!
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