There was a glimmer of gray light on the thick curtains, and it was already dawn outside.

The woman was still asleep, not snoring, but her breath was a little rough.

The face that has been washed off all the makeup is very white, but there are already fine lines at the corners of the eyes. The breath that exhales also has a breath. After all, she is a thirty-year-old woman, and her body functions have begun to decline.

Fortunately, Yao Min's beauty will also be maintained. The key is to have a good foundation, and you can maintain a good state of long-term nightclub work.

Especially the skin is white and smooth, and there is more boiling water.

Gao Xuan gently stroked Yao Min's smooth back, in fact, Yao Min's state was much better than him. His body was so badly eroded by alcohol.

was forced to take out his spiritual strength last night, and Yao Min, who was killed, lost his armor and lost his bed.

Gao Xuan was also tired enough, and he slept for six hours before he eased up.

Such a weak body is not comparable to the state he was in when he was seven or eight years old. This made him miss his golden body even more.

The unprecedented weakness of the flesh also makes the desire seem so muddy. The two men were drenched in sweat and wheezing violently, using all their strength to get pleasure and warmth from each other.

This is also a feeling that Gao Xuan has never felt.

From the point of view of the process, such a combination is simply low-level. But in terms of results, there was no difference.

The golden strong Gao Xuan, the weak mortal Gao Xuan, even if there is a huge difference in the level of life, there is no difference in its core.

Experiencing an ordinary life, Gao Xuan found it very interesting. The only problem is that the initiative is not in his hands, but in the hands of the Nine Turns Divine Cicada.

This game, he said it doesn't count. That's where the real trouble lies.

Maybe he was woken up by Gao Xuan, Yao Min turned around and looked at Gao Xuan in a daze: "What, old guy, are you okay?"

"If you're not convinced, then try it. ”

Gao Xuan is actually a little tired, but his mental strength is strong, and he can always come if he wants to come again.

After a big battle, Yao Minzhan was as soft as mud and smiled, and his white face was satisfied.

"The old guy is quite fierce......"

Yao Min got up from the bed for a while, "You still have to go to work, I'll buy you an early meal." ”

Yao Min went downstairs to buy soy milk fritters and meat buns for Gao Xuan, Gao Xuan went downstairs after eating and drinking, and Yao Min continued to make up for sleep.

Coming out of Yao Min's house, the sun was already old outside.

Gao Xuan swept a shared bicycle and rode to the Flying Tiger Boxing Gym, it was exactly ten o'clock.

Gao Xuan went to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes, and slowly reached the hall of the boxing gym.

Several professional fighters are practicing physical fitness under the guidance of physical trainers, and one by one they are already sweating profusely.

There is no supernatural strength in this world, and a fighter must first have a strong body.

When the boxer's body is formed and the musculoskeletal condition is checked, the future of the fighter can basically be determined.

Of course, there are also a few who are gifted, have a keen sense of combat, have better skills, and can eat even if their bodies are slightly worse.

Normally, there won't be much difference in physical condition between fighters.

Several sturdy young fighters have beautiful muscle lines and oily skin. That vigorous vitality radiates outward.

Gao Xuan also sighed a little, if this body is twenty years younger, he can easily hit the number one in the world.

Now, it's a little harder.

With his powerful spiritual powers, Gao Xuan can stimulate the regeneration of cells in the body, control the secretion of hormones, and reshape the body according to his ideas.

Give him some time, and he should be able to do that.

The key question is whether he needs to do it?

The rise of a forty-year-old fighter against the sky completely violates the laws of human physiology. When he becomes famous, he will have to face countless doubts and countless inspections.

Even if he can deal with these problems, what about getting first?

It's been a day since he came to this world, and Gao Xuan hasn't figured out where to go next.

Gao Xuan was a little dazed, no matter what he did, he had a clear goal and a detailed plan.

He was not used to this situation.

Yu Xiaoming, who was training, glanced at Gao Xuan from time to time, and his eyes were quite fierce.

Taking advantage of the gap in training, He Zhi'an, a boxer who trained with Yu Xiaoming, was a little puzzled and asked: "What kind of enmity do you have with Lao Gao?" ”

Yu Xiaoming snorted: "My uncle Yu Guang used to be a boxer, but he was swept off his left leg by Gao Xuan more than ten years ago, and his leg couldn't use his strength after the injury was healed." You can only quit boxing. ”

"Oh. ”

He Zhian nodded, although he didn't think Gao Xuan was wrong, but it was understandable that Yu Xiaoming also troubled Gao Xuan.

He Zhian persuaded: "Lao Gao used to mix well, and he had many friends in the circle. If you want to punch well, don't get angry with him. If you really break him, your life will be ruined. ”

Boxers practice boxing to compete in the ring, not to let boxers bully ordinary people.

Gao Xuanke is an old man, Yu Xiaoming is so impulsive, if he really wants to be overshadowed by Gao Xuan, this life may be over.

Yu Xiaoming is more impulsive, but he is not a bad person. The individual ability is also very strong, and the gym also needs such a fighter when he goes out to fight.

Yu Xiaoming said indifferently: "He's an old bastard, what can he do to me." ”

He Zhian saw Yu Xiaoming like this, so he was too lazy to say anything. It's not a son, and it's annoying for others to talk too much.

Gao Xuan's sparring partner didn't have anything to do in the morning, so he helped sort out the equipment, and he mixed it up in the morning.

At noon, there is a boxing gym for meals, the taste is average, but the nutrition is very balanced.

In the afternoon, the coach arranged for Gao Xuan to feed He Zhi'an as a boxing target. The coach and Gao Xuan are also acquaintances, and he doesn't want Gao Xuan and Yu Xiaoming to conflict.

In fact, the work of sparring is very intense, Gao Xuan is old, but he weighs twenty kilograms higher than these fighters, and he has practiced too many teenagers, so it is more than enough to feed boxing.

Gao Xuan is just a mess, his fighting skills are better than the coach, but he is too lazy to say. He likes to drink on weekdays, and the gym doesn't worry about him being a coach.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Gao Xuan was already sitting on the side waiting to get off work.

In the octagon, two fighters are simulating actual combat. Although the simulation, both of them were very serious, and He Zhian's face was bruised and swollen.

Yu Xiaoming is physically strong and more explosive. Technically, it is also good, and it has been suppressing He Zhian.

After three rounds, the coach called a stoppage. He Zhi'an is not in good shape, he is thirty years old after all, and he is a lot different from Yu Xiaoming, who is at the peak of twenty-five or six.

Yu Xiaoming was in a good state, he saw Gao Xuan sitting outside at a glance, and he couldn't help but pick his finger at Gao Xuan: "Old Gao, aren't you known as a tiger, come and play." ”

As soon as this remark came out, it attracted the attention of a group of people around.

This professional boxing gym is actually sponsored by the Flying Tiger Fitness brand, just to let the fighters enhance the fame of the Flying Tiger.

The gym is full of professionals, and everyone knows what he wants to do as soon as they hear Yu Xiaoming's tone. Everyone here also knows Gao Xuan and knows his previous brilliant achievements.

Seeing Yu Xiaoming challenging Gao Xuan, everyone was very interested.

The coach hesitated, but said nothing. Yu Xiaoming always competes with Gao Xuan, which is a very troublesome thing. If both sides can settle it in the ring, that's the best.

If Gao Xuan knows that he can't beat him, then he will be soft. Now Yu Xiaoming is the main force in the gym, of course, he has to take care of Yu Xiaoming's emotions.

Lao Fei didn't come today, and everyone else felt that Gao Xuan was mixing rice all day long, and his impression of him was not very good. There was no one to give Gao Xuan a round.

Gao Xuan replied unhurriedly: "Your weight is twenty kilograms behind me, isn't it looking for abuse when you fight me." ”

Gao Xuan is 1.88 meters tall, and because he has some fortune, his weight has reached 100 kilograms.

Yu Xiaoming is less than eighty kilograms, and the weight class difference between the two sides is much worse.

Normally, such a large weight difference is impossible to play.

Yu Xiaoming didn't care: "Come on, I promise not to kill you." ”

This is very crazy, but as a legitimate fighter, Yu Xiaoming also has crazy capital.

Gao Xuan didn't grind, he strode to the octagonal cage. The coach silently handed Gao Xuan a pair of 4-ounce standard finger gloves.

"You really don't worry, you're not afraid that I will beat your apprentice out of the pee. ”

Gao Xuan teased, and the coach was a little helpless, signaling that he couldn't take care of it.

Gao Xuan put on his fist gloves and walked into the octagonal cage, and Yu Xiaoming on the opposite side was already a little impatient, he jumped back and forth lightly, "Let's start." ”

The coach glanced at Gao Xuan, and then nodded: "Begin." ”

Yu Xiaoming was arrogant, but he was very cautious. He tentatively circled around Gao Xuan.

After all, Gao Xuan was five or six centimeters taller than him, and his weight was twenty kilograms larger. There is also the advantage of arm length. Standing on the opposite side like this, Gao Xuan put a lot of pressure on him.

Gao Xuan also held his fist to protect the front door, although the opposite side was weak, his body reaction was too slow, and he couldn't be too waveful.

After half a circle, Yu Xiaoming was a little impatient, and he grabbed it and carefully tested it with his jab.

Gao Xuan suddenly took a step forward with his jab, feeling that he was right for Xiaoming to hurriedly retreat to protect him, Gao Xuan's powerful hook punch penetrated the gap between Xiaoming's fists and hit him on the chin.

For fighters, the chin is the most dangerous place. Once hit, basically the battle is over.

In fact, Yu Xiaoming's chin was tightened, and Gao Xuan's punch was accurate and ruthless, not giving Yu Xiaoming any chance at all.

Gao Xuan didn't need to strengthen his body, and his strong mental power made him think and react very quickly. Although the body cannot be synchronized, it does not affect the abuser.

As soon as Yu Xiaoming's shoulders moved, he judged that Xiaoming's next move was due to him. It couldn't be easier to clean up Yu Xiaoming.

Yu Xiaoming's small body couldn't withstand such a heavy blow, his eyes rolled on the spot, and he fell straight to the ground on the ground.

The coach jumped, and he hurriedly ran over to protect Yu Xiaoming, for fear that Gao Xuan would make up for his punch.

The other onlookers were also stunned, they all knew that Gao Xuan was very good at fighting before. But, after all, that was a long time ago. They don't have a clear idea of how much Gao Xuan can fight.

Today, Gao Xuan ended the fight with one punch. It can be seen that this is not blind.

Looking at Gao Xuan again, there were two more points of awe in everyone's eyes.

The gym is the easiest place to fight, and as long as you can fight, you can earn respect.

Gao Xuan waved to everyone in a chic manner, and he came to the coach's side and asked with concern: "How is this kid, has he peed his pants?"

The coach was speechless, this guy's mouth was really damaged.

Yu Xiaoming, who had just woken up in a daze, also heard this, and his face was red with shame.