Chapter Seventy-Two: Point to Point

In order to eliminate the impact, Mo Shaoxiong and Luo Zhaoyang's competition arranged a fighting training room, in this spacious fighting training room, the soldiers who were training became the audience of the two of them, and everyone was thinking that Luo Zhaoyang was suicidal.

The ring was surrounded by specially trained soldiers, they were already the elite of the army, but at this moment, looking at Mo Shaoxiong's appearance, they cheered as if they saw the god in their hearts, on the contrary, Luo Zhaoyang's appearance made the scene suddenly silent, and the silent scene made Wang Meixin and them anxious for Luo Zhaoyang.

Mo Shaoxiong's inverted triangular figure who took off his military uniform, in comparison, Luo Zhaoyang looked much petite in front of Mo Shaoxiong, and the eight abdominal muscles on Mo Shaoxiong's body obviously let people see what a muscular man is, and also let all the special training team members know what kind of character this legendary tank division commander is, if it weren't for the military exercise, because there were people like Luo Zhaoyang who were not afraid of death who dared to challenge him, maybe they didn't have such a good eye.

The instructor of the special training team who temporarily acted as a referee was obviously a little unnatural, because he was now facing Mo Shaoxiong, a person who was higher than him and more capable than him, and under Mo Shaoxiong's mighty expression, he was a little afraid to announce the rules of the game.

"You have to be careful, that kid is going to do tricks." Zhang Jizong stared at Luo Zhaoyang opposite and reminded Mo Shaoxiong in a low voice, although he had never doubted Mo Shaoxiong's ability, but there were really few people in this army who could knock his grandson down in less than a minute, so he had to remind Mo Shaoxiong.

"Don't worry, chief, I will definitely help you teach him a lesson, and I will let those who give him special approval know that it is a lump of mud." Mo Shaoxiong turned his head to look at Zhang Jizong, the two hands with fist gloves touched together, and found a dull sound.

"I've seen what he's capable of, don't be too careful." Zhang Jizong patted Mo Shaoxiong on the shoulder, and he reminded him once again that he felt that it was not a good thing for Mo Shaoxiong to be too confident like this, on the contrary, it was more likely that his confidence would give Luo Zhaoyang a chance.

Mo Shaoxiong reminded Zhang Jizong again and again, he just sneered, although he didn't dare to say that the world was invincible, but in these years, he didn't dare to be a recruit or a veteran, he had never met an opponent, if today's recruit really has such a strong ability, then he feels that he has found an opponent, which is also what he wants.

"The game starts, and the point stops." The referee walked to the middle and announced loudly that although five rounds had been decided, he felt that Luo Zhaoyang would not be able to get up without one round.

"Zhaoyang, be careful." Wang Meixin's hands were tightly grasping his clothes, and when she looked at Luo Zhaoyang's back, she said secretly in her heart.

Wang Meixin looked at Luo Zhaoyang's shirtless back and slowly walked towards the middle of the ring, which made her remember the familiar figure she saw from the cat's eye in the hotel room, and she cried when she saw Luo Zhaoyang's desperate efforts to protect herself. It was also at that moment that she began to have a kind of concern for this man, and she was more worried, she left that day, just to avoid the attention of those who were planning to her, but when he knew that Luo Zhaoyang was seriously injured and had cardiac arrest twice during the operation, she almost couldn't help but run back from Qingkai City, and after hearing about Luo Zhaoyang's condition many days later, her heart finally relaxed.

But when she was in a hurry to return to Kyoto and plan to see Luo Zhaoyang, Liu Ruxin and Luo Zhaoyang's relationship made her fall into a dilemma again, on the one hand, her best friend, and on the other hand, the man she just liked, she felt a little at a loss.

"Mighty, mighty......" The soldier shouted at Mo Shaoxiong, and his voice echoed in the spacious special training ground, making this game that had not yet started suddenly become grand.

"Doctor Luo, come on." Bao Jinhua's voice sounded in the shouts of the soldiers, and as his voice sounded, the people standing beside Bao Jinhua immediately stopped shouting, because they saw from Bao Jinhua's gaze that he was supporting this nobody.

I don't know if the voices outside the court are because of Bao Jin's words, or if they have stopped to prepare to watch a good show, and all of a sudden they all quieted down, and there was no sound in the entire special training field, everyone was waiting to see the first punch thrown by Mo Shaoxiong in this ring.

With a wave of the referee's hand, Mo Shaoxiong reacted first, only to see him take an arrow step and hit a straight punch towards Luo Zhaoyang at the fastest speed, Luo Zhaoyang immediately put his fists together to block the frame, when Mo Shaoxiong's fist with iron hands hit Luo Zhaoyang's hands, the big impact did not spare him because of such a block.

"Good, good fight!" As Luo Zhaoyang was knocked back a few steps, a boiling shout also shouted, Mo Shaoxiong's punch can be regarded as hitting his level, showing his strength, whether it is speed or the strength of the fist, it has achieved the best effect.

The voice outside the court made Mo Shaoxiong punch several times in a row, his fist was more ruthless than the punch, and the punch was more accurate than the punch, he didn't give Luo Zhaoyang a chance to counterattack at all, Luo Zhaoyang was beaten so that he could only defend but had no ability to attack.

Retreat, retreat again.

retreated to the edge of the guardrail, Luo Zhaoyang had no way to retreat behind him, there was Mo Shaoxiong's non-stop sweeping fist in front, and his back body was blocked by those large ropes, Luo Zhaoyang saw Mo Shaoxiong's crazy face through his hand.

"If you force you to fight like this, then I still have a chance to return the phone?" Luo Zhaoyang said secretly in his heart, but at the moment when he was distracted, Mo Shaoxiong seemed to have found an opportunity, and a hook from the bottom to the top swept past Luo Zhaoyang's hand that was only tightly protecting his head, and he saw that the fist was about to touch Luo Zhaoyang's chin, just when Mo Shaoxiong was happy, Luo Zhaoyang's hands suddenly clamped, and his body flipped over, making Mo Shaoxiong, who originally thought that he could take advantage of the situation, suddenly lose his center of gravity.

If he hadn't grabbed the rope on the side with one hand, he would have been on the ground.

Luo Zhaoyang finally escaped Mo Shaoxiong's fierce pursuit along the way, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, Mo Shaoxiong turned around again, at this moment he looked at Luo Zhaoyang's eyes changed, he began to believe Zhang Jizong's words, he was glad that Luo Zhaoyang did not take advantage of the situation to give himself a blow just now, if so, then he was really at a loss.

"Come on, come on, make you happy, I want to see if your physical strength is really good?" Luo Zhaoyang said secretly in his heart, he could feel the strength of his fist from the first punch Mo Shaoxiong thrown, he was not powerless to fight back, he just wanted to find out how much strength Mo Shaoxiong had, in the battle with the opponent, Luo Zhaoyang never took it lightly, he would rather overestimate the enemy than despise the enemy.

"What are you flashing, call me?" Mo Shaoxiong looked at Luo Zhaoyang, he gasped and shouted angrily, he began to get nervous, originally he thought that Luo Zhaoyang was young and had no actual combat experience, but he didn't think that the situation was completely unexpected by him.

Just now he thought that the gap between Luo Zhaoyang's hands was Luo Zhaoyang's weakness, but he didn't expect that it was just a trap he set for himself, which made him almost suffer a big loss, so now he has seen with his actual combat experience that Luo Zhaoyang avoided himself like this completely to consume his physical strength, and he was looking for a better opportunity to knock himself down.

From Luo Zhaoyang being so good at using tactics in the game, Mo Shaoxiong began to understand Zhang Jizong's worry just now, his two eyes stared straight at Luo Zhaoyang, he was looking for a better opportunity, he wanted to end this game as soon as possible, he couldn't let Luo Zhaoyang lead his nose like this.

"What's wrong? Are you in a hurry? Luo Zhaoyang sneered and said, he saw Mo Shaoxiong's impatience that he shouldn't have, he still had to endure it, only if he was more anxious, he would make mistakes, and he would have a chance, if he was against him now, even if he defeated him, it would only be a lose-lose situation.

With Mo Shaoxiong's current status and the current scene, he knew that the longer he dragged it out, the better it would be for him, so he temporarily chose to avoid Mo Shaoxiong's advance.

"Knock him down, beat him down." The soldiers below shouted again, and they saw that Luo Zhaoyang could escape the continuous attack like Mo Shaoxiong just now, which made them also start to doubt this game that they thought would end soon, and the soldiers also felt more and more that this game would be very good.

Seeing that Luo Zhaoyang actually knew how to use tactics in such a game of equal strength, Bao Jinhua and Wang Jianhui looked at each other, and then they laughed, they were still worried about Luo Zhaoyang just now, but now he doesn't have to worry, they can sit on the side and wait for the show to play out slowly.

"Ah......" Mo Shaoxiong rushed towards Luo Zhaoyang again, but this time the attack had lost its advantage, he did not completely control Luo Zhaoyang, he was anxious, because he wanted to end this game as soon as possible, he began to mess up, his offensive began to slowly weaken, and he began to attack and become defensive.

"It's my turn." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Mo Shaoxiong's fist, he gritted his teeth, and said loudly, at this moment he had seen Mo Shaoxiong's weakness, just when he punched out and was about to reach the bridge of Mo Shaoxiong's nose, the bell of the first round rang.

Looking at the fist that stopped in front of Mo Shaoxiong's eyes, Mo Shaoxiong was frightened into a cold sweat, this is only the first round, Luo Zhaoyang found his weakness, if he comes to two more rounds, then his chance of losing is really great.

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Come on, move your fingers, as long as you stop and collect a little bit, all this is enough, and it can be regarded as the greatest encouragement and support for me.