Mo Qing stood under the water and punched slowly and clumsily.
Under the impact of the waterfall, the gloves on his hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and Mo Qing felt awkward when he saw himself punching.
Who can be hit with such a slow fist? There is still some hope of hitting a snail, but it may be a little harder to hit a turtle.
But the stall owner next to him said plausibly: "Yes, you did a good job. Yesterday you were finally able to stand under the water. Today you can try to punch slowly. Not only have you mastered some properties of water, but your body has also improved."
Much stronger.”
Mo Qing couldn't speak under the torrent of the waterfall, but he felt a little disapproval in his heart.
How much stronger can you become in two days?
After persisting for an hour, Mo Qing's physical strength reached the limit again. His legs gave out and he was washed down into the pool by the waterfall.
"Okay, it's almost time. Didn't you plan to go to the meteorite trade fair tomorrow? That's it for today. When you come back from the trade fair tomorrow night, you can train by yourself. I have something to do these days, so I can't come.
Taught you."
Mo Qing was overjoyed, and hurriedly climbed up from the pool, drank a bottle of stamina potion, and then walked back with heavy steps.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Mo Qing returned to the family castle. Before entering the castle, Mo Qing put the black iron armor weighing a hundred kilograms into the boundary stone, and then went to the family training ground.
After taking off his armor, Mo Qing felt as light as a swallow, and he really wanted to try immediately to see if his two days of hellish training had any effect.
There was no one in the training ground. Mo Qing entered the room alone and came to the boxing strength testing machine.
Turning on the machine, shaking his arm, Mo Qing took a deep breath and punched the test machine continuously!
Instead of using the spiral power, Mo Qing used pure punching power and punched the test machine one after another.
"Boom boom boom!"
Ten seconds are up!
The test machine stopped automatically, and Mo Qing felt like he still had something to say.
Mo Qing has been wearing armor and punching under the waterfall these days, and Mo Qing is really depressed. Today he finally punched with great joy. He really wanted to fight for a while longer.
But he still had to look at the results. Mo Qing looked at the numbers on the screen and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Mo Qing, averages 3.2 punches per second, with a force of 223 kilograms per punch, an early stage level two boxer!"
You must know that when Mo Qing came out of the abandoned valley, he was still only a late-stage first-class boxer, close to his peak.
Unexpectedly, after two days of boxing under the waterfall, the physical training was so strong that it directly passed the first-level boxer stage and reached the early stage of the second-level boxer.
And from the looks of it, with a few more days of training, Mo Qing could even reach the mid-level level of a second-level boxer!
This speed was like riding a rocket. Mo Qing couldn't help but be excited. He jumped nearly one meter high and waved excitedly: "I am indeed a genius!"
Before he finished speaking, a sneer came from the door: "Huh! You don't know the height of the sky!"
"who?"
Mo Qing almost lost his waist when he landed, feeling angry. When he looked back, he saw Mo Zhu standing at the door of the testing hall, looking at Mo Qing with an angry look on his face.
Seeing Mo Qing stop, Mo Zhu quickly walked towards Mo Qing.
Mo Qing immediately concentrated on alert. Mo Zhu was a third-level boxer, and he was at the late stage of the third level, much higher than him. If he did it, he had to be extra careful. If he didn't do it right, he would suffer big losses.
Mo Zhu quickly walked to Mo Qing's side and glanced at the big screen, with an expression of astonishment in his eyes: "You... you actually hid your strength last time!"
Mo Qing gave him a cold look: "Do I need to conceal my strength?"
"Why not? If you didn't hide your strength, how could you go from a first-level boxer to an early stage second-level boxer in a week? Oh! I understand. You deliberately concealed your strength because you were afraid that someone would find out that you killed Mo Huai.
!”
Mo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. Did Mo Zhu know something? Impossible, he probably wouldn't know. This matter has not been mentioned by the family until now. It should be in the past.
But Mo Zhu seemed to understand something: "It must be like this. Mo Huai is a second-level boxer. How can you, a first-level boxer, kill him? Because of this, no one doubts you, but in fact you are also a second-level boxer.
Boxer, you do this just to avoid arousing suspicion from others, that must be it!"
"Crazy! Go crazy yourself!"
Mo Qing stood up and was about to leave. Since Mo Zhu didn't know anything, there was no need to pay attention to him.
"Don't even think about leaving! You killed Mo Huai, do you think you can still leave? I am his brother, and I will avenge my brother today!"
Mo Zhu stood in front of Mo Qing and said, "Mo Qing, you can't leave!"
Mo Qing's face turned cold: "Mo Zhu, you'd better get out of my way. There are monitors in the family's testing hall, and nothing you do can be uncovered. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, don't blame me for being rude.
!”
"Hmph! You're still in the mood to worry about me. I'm a third-level boxer, so you should worry about yourself!"
As Mo Zhu spoke, he suddenly launched an attack. His body swayed, and his right leg swept straight towards Mo Qing's cheek.
Mo Zhu is a rather special person in the family. Others focus on practicing boxing, but he practices more in kicking. He once defeated a boxer of the same level without throwing a single punch and only used kicking.
He even gave himself a title called "Golden Right Foot". It is said that he practiced kung fu very well with his right foot.
A kick came with such force and force that Mo Qing dodged back. Mo Zhu immediately jumped up and followed him, flying straight towards Mo Qing's chest with a series of flying kicks.
"Bah bang bang!"
"Well!"
Mo Qing groaned, the opponent's kick was very fast and he couldn't dodge it, so he had to use his arms to resist the kick.
A kick hit Mo Qing's chest through his arm. Mo Qing suddenly felt tightness in his chest and took several steps back, almost falling to the ground.
"What? Does it hurt? This is just the beginning. Next, let you taste the taste of hell!"
Mo Zhu stepped forward again, attacking almost exclusively with his right leg, one blow after another, leaving Mo Qing unable to fight back.
The opponent's kicks were too powerful. After all, his level was much different. Mo Qing was very depressed in this battle. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be defeated by Mo Zhu sooner or later.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Zhu kicked him again, but Mo Qing defended himself and kept retreating.
Seeing Mo Qing retreat, Mo Zhu laughed, raised his body into the air, and shouted: "Mo Qing, I want to avenge Mo Huai, go to hell! The whirlwind pierces the heart leg!"
With his feet facing forward, Mo Zhu's body rotated and headed straight for Mo Qing's chest.
Now Mo Qing is retreating, unable to dodge. If Mo Zhu's chain piercing kick hits, it will be a series of attacks, which will definitely cause huge damage to Mo Qing.
Since Mo Qing couldn't dodge, he simply didn't dodge. He gritted his teeth so hard that blood oozed from his lips. He raised the index finger of his right hand, and a golden-green light flashed past the fingertip. His eyes were unblinking.
Watch the opponent's heart-piercing kick come at you.
"It's now!"
Mo Qing saw the opportunity and suddenly pointed out, hitting the sole of Mo Zhu's left foot!
Mo Zhu's right foot also kicked Mo Qing's chest at the same time. Mo Qing's body was kicked into the air and landed directly seven or eight meters away, hitting the wall heavily.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Mo Qing did not fall down, but stood unsteadily, looking coldly at Mo Zhu opposite him.
Mo Zhu had a hole stabbed in the sole of his left foot by Mo Qing, and he was bleeding profusely. Now he was standing there limping, angrily cursing at Mo Qing: "You bastard, you must have used a weapon.
right?"
"We don't need weapons to deal with you."
"You can't run away. If you use a weapon, it will be recorded by the monitor."
Mo Zhu said harshly and suddenly laughed again: "Idiot, don't you know my name? My name is Golden Right Foot. What's the use of killing my left foot? My fighting power is still there.
Next, you’re finished!”
Mo Qing tried his best to straighten up, wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, and looked at Mo Zhu with a sneer: "Really? Yes, I know your name is Golden Right Foot, but don't forget, use your legs
In terms of skill, the most important thing is not the leg responsible for attacking, but the leg that serves as the axis!"
As soon as he heard Mo Qing's words, Mo Zhu broke into a cold sweat: "You...what did you say?"
"What I'm saying is that I've disabled the axis of your attack now. The injured sole of your left foot is no longer enough to support you in using your right leg, and your boxing power is not good enough. Mo Zhu, you are the one who is finished now."
!”
As he spoke, Mo Qing strode towards Mo Zhu, his fists clenched loudly, and his pace became faster and faster!
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