His body and head were covered in sweat due to the violent swing of his fists, and his physical strength was almost exhausted! However, his fist gloves did not even wipe Yuan Dao's clothes! This made him extremely annoyed.

"What the hell is going on? I saw him standing still, why couldn't I hit him the next moment when my fist went out......? He's so lucky that he's able to predict the trajectory of my punches? Damn, how could this guy be so lucky!"

Standing aside, Cheng Qingsong thought while panting.

He attributed his inability to beat Yuan Dao to Yuan Dao's good luck! In his opinion, it was impossible for a thin and weak weak chicken like Yuan Dao to train in sanda and boxing!

Which person in the world who trains sanda and boxing does not have a thick layer of muscles! Where is there a weak chicken-like figure like Yuan Dao!

Therefore, in Cheng Qingsong's opinion, the reason why Yuan Dao was able to dodge all his fists was not because he was a sanda master, but because he was too lucky!

"As I said, if your gloves touch any part of my body, I'll lose......! Now it seems that you can't! Young people are young people after all! You are too young!" Yuan Dao shook his head in disappointment.

"What are you pretending to be! It's just that your luck is too good! I just made a punch just now, and my leg technique hasn't been used yet! What are you crazy about!" Cheng Qingsong smacked with a hideous face.

"Huh...... , then come on!" Yuan Dao shook his head helplessly.

This young man couldn't punch himself even after dozens of punches! He even attributed the reason to his good luck! It was really a mystery of self-confidence!

Now this young man, who gave them the confidence that made them so inflated!

There is no humility at all!

In addition, after dozens of punches, he didn't find the reason from himself at all, but said that the opponent's luck was too good, which really made Yuan Dao a little speechless.

"Come on, come on, don't be complacent, boy! Your luck can't be so good all the time! Next, you just wait for me to beat you into a pig's head!"

With an extremely resentful look on his face, Cheng Qingsong wiped the sweat on his face, and came to Yuan Dao with a new beating pace.

Yuan Dao stood with his hands naturally drooping, without any expression on his face, as if he was standing on a wooden stake in the ring.

Seeing that Yuan Dao seemed to be in a daze, Cheng Qingsong felt that this was a good opportunity, so he suddenly kicked out a sharp leg again!

But seeing that he jumped to a height of more than one meter, coupled with his legs jumping high, the height of his toes reached three meters, and the leg that was slashed down with great force from this height was very threatening, and if he was hit in the forehead, it was estimated that he would die.

This time, Yuan Dao was still the same as last time, his footsteps moved slightly, and his body opened slightly to the side for a short distance.

Cheng Qingsong's legs, with a strong wind, almost rubbed the tip of Yuan Dao's nose and smashed down.

Bang!

There was another extremely dull sound.

Cheng Qingsong's face suddenly turned red at this moment.

"Wow......! it hurts me to death!"

Cheng Qingsong fell to the ground all of a sudden, hugged his ankles and howled hoarsely.

Yuan Dao frowned slightly, and then his brows relaxed, and he glanced at Cheng Qingsong's twisted foot and neck, and there was no fracture, but the ankle joint was hit hard and misplaced.

Cheng Qingsong's physique is quite strong, after all, he often participates in sports activities, and the strength of his bones is stronger than those who do not participate in sports, and his ankle is not broken.

If it was really a fracture, Yuan Dao would still be a little worried, he had promised Cheng Qinglime before, he would be measured! If he went back with Cheng Qingsong, who had broken his ankle, he would definitely be scolded by Cheng Qinglime!

"Wow......!" Cheng Qingsong's face was flushed with pain, but the arrogance on his face was no longer there.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Dao sighed: "That's it!"

He walked in front of Cheng Qingsong, then squatted down and reached out to grab Cheng Qingsong's ankle.

"What are you doing!" Cheng Qingsong thought that Yuan Dao was going to hurt him, and his eyes widened in fright.

"Your ankle bones are misaligned, I'll help you pick them up! Bear with it, it may hurt!" Yuan Dao said indifferently.

"Will you pick up the bones, don't touch me!" Cheng Qingsong endured the pain in his heart and roared.

In his eyes, how could such a guy as Yuan Dao be bone-in-cheek!

"Don't move!"

Yuan Dao grabbed Cheng Qingsong's shoulder, and while Cheng Qingsong was unprepared, he grabbed Cheng Qingsong's ankle with the hand that slammed it hard.

Click......!

only heard a crisp sound, and Cheng Qingsong's face was distorted like a bun.

Then, he let out a scream like killing a pig, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Alright!" Yuan Dao let go of the hand that was holding Cheng Qingsong's ankle.

The pain in the heart quickly dissipated, and there was only a slight pain, Cheng Qingsong suddenly moved his ankle, and looked at Yuan Dao in disbelief: "You picked it up for me?"

"Is there a third person here?" Yuan Dao pursed his lips and looked at Cheng Qingsong, who was in tears.

Gollum ...... Cheng Qingsong swallowed his saliva, stood up from the ground, moved his ankles, and found that it was really good!

"Hmph! My mother said that you used to grow medicinal herbs in the countryside! You just learned from the country Tulang, don't think I'll thank you! I'm not done with you! Let's come on!"

Cheng Qingsong snorted coldly, but his eyes looked at Yuan Dao even more resentful.

I thought that I could KO Yuan Dao with one move, but I didn't expect that I was so tired that I didn't even touch the corner of Yuan Dao's clothes after fighting for half an hour, which made Cheng Qingsong extremely annoyed.

"Still coming?" Yuan Dao frowned slightly.

This kid is really a cockfighter! Won't he stop if he doesn't toss himself to death?

What did he do to make his brother-in-law's hatred for himself so great!

"Of course I'm coming! If I don't beat you into a pig's head today, I won't give up!" Cheng Qingsong said angrily.

"Okay!" Yuan Dao sighed helplessly: "Hey...... But you don't want to use your splits anymore! It's not that I'm talking about you, it's really pretty bad! Don't beat me into a pig's head, but toss yourself into a wheelchair, that's not good!"

"Oh, you're in a wheelchair!

Spat on the ground, Cheng Qingsong opened his teeth and claws and was about to pounce towards Yuan Dao again.