Zhuo Yang knows the strength of boxers' attacks, and they are the strongest of all kung fu in terms of punches and pace. Punches are fast and hard, and a single punch can be enough to discourage an opponent, especially in the amateur world.

Zhuo Yang knew that he was far behind a boxer of Gattuso's level in terms of speed and strength of his punches, and his ability to resist strikes was even more different. He doesn't have much experience with boxers, but he has watched some TV shows about previous domestic martial arts competitions, and he feels that long-range kicks and close-up falls are very effective against boxers, but he has not practiced it, and he is completely bottomless.

Gattuso's strength is very strong, Zhuo Yang has already felt it when the two of them were playing with each other when they had a good relationship, if he is allowed to get into his arms and perform an uppercut, his chin will be no different from tofu. Since it is a fight, Zhuo Yang will definitely not be so particular, and he has to use whatever weapon he has at hand, which is his biggest advantage.

Use the mop to keep Gattuso close, and then use the leg to attack his lower plate. Zhuo Yang didn't dare to win, this was his means of self-preservation in the face of the eighth master.

There was a fierce battle intent released in his eyes, Gattuso's eyes were terrifying, and the slaughter and majestic momentum released from his body completely crushed Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang did not retreat, although the center of gravity had quietly moved and was ready to sweep back at any time, but he did not flinch.

Zhuo Yang wouldn't make the first move, and if Gattuso didn't raise his arm, he wouldn't put on a stance. The two were in a stalemate, although they did not trigger, but Gattuso's main attack and Zhuo Yang's defense were completely reversed from their responsibilities on the court.

"Forget it!" Gattuso suddenly retracted his murderous aura, and this freedom of retraction alone was definitely not something that ordinary masters could do. "I said I wouldn't touch you in Milanello."

Zhuo Yang did not answer, nor did he let his guard down.

"That's it, Zhuo Yang. Let's take a gamble, how about it? Gattuso took two steps back as he spoke, and was no longer aggressive.

"Bet on what? Let's hear it. ”

"Let's find a place to have a fight, find a boxing gym or a fight club to charter a table to fight, just you and me, a secret duel." At this time, Gattuso was like an old fox. "We have a gentleman's agreement that whoever loses will leave AC Milan at the end of the season."

Zhuo Yang smiled, he understood that Gattuso was trying to rebuild his prestige in Milanello by driving him away. The idea is very good, but this is too child's play, and it is too underestimated for me Zhuo Yang.

"I'm not going to fight you, and I'm not going to leave AC Milan because I lost to you." Zhuo Yang said: "Gattuso, how many adults, why bother? ”

"Hehe, are you afraid of losing to me? If you're afraid, just say it, and I'll spare you if you say it. ”

"Maybe I can't beat you......"

"Of course you can't beat me, you don't have to doubt that." Gattuso snatched the talk, and at the same time once again released a murderous aura to match his speech, flawlessly.

“…… Maybe. But who knows if you haven't beaten it? "But that's not the point. I don't want to fight you because it's completely worthless to fight with you. And out of respect for AC Milan and the round table, out of respect for Paul, I can't fight you either. ”

"Don't mention the round table, Lao Tzu is not!" Gattuso's fierce leopard-like eyes showed pain.

In the face of criticism and condemnation from the Knights of the Round Table, Gattuso, who was angry and had a strong sense of self-esteem, angrily withdrew from the Round Table, using his determination to maintain his remaining dignity. Perhaps, this will be better for him and for the round table.

"Okay. But it's none of me, I don't want to fight with you, I don't want to fight, I don't want to leave Milan because of the fight. As long as you don't make the first move, I won't fight back. That's it, it's useless to say more. ”

"Quack...... Gattuso let out a brick-like laugh. Speaking of which, I'm still scared. ”

"Even if I'm afraid of you, I won't do it with you first anyway." Zhuo Yang no longer eats the radical method.

"If you're afraid of me, then beg for mercy! Beg for mercy and I'll let you go. ”

"You're thinking too much. I will not beg for mercy, nor will I make an appointment with you. "Anyway, I'm like this, I'll follow if you do it, and I'll watch if you don't do it.

Gattuso really didn't want to do it with Milanello and Zhuo Yang, otherwise with his understanding of Zhuo Yang, he knew what Zhuo Yang's bottom line was, and he could succeed by throwing a few insulting foul words. But Gattuso didn't do that, and although he was aggressive today, he was quite particular about his speech. From this point of view, it is not clear whether he wants to have a fight with Zhuo Yang, and no one knows what the eighth master has in mind.

"The dead duck has a hard beak and a clatter...... "Gattuso laughed like a train." You just know that I am a particular person, and I have to be upright and bright when fighting, so I am so hard-mouthed. ”

"Okay, if you don't fight, don't fight! You have to remember that you don't dare to fight me, it's you who are afraid of me. ”

Zhuo Yang nodded slightly, just let him say whatever he wanted.

"Alright then, I Gattuso don't want to bully people who don't want to fight, so be it." The eighth master took another step back and let the road open. "In the future, the well water will not interfere with the river water, and don't fill it up in front of me, because whether you beat you or not, you are already a defeated soldier under me."

Zhuo Yang walked past Gattuso in silence, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, it was really fortunate that he could avoid a fight with little chance of winning and no reason.

Zhuo Yang is strictly forbidden to fight in all aspects, not only the law and club regulations, from his parents to his agent, from his sister to the insurance company, he is not allowed to fight anymore.

Zhuo Yang's status is now expensive, and he can't afford to hurt at all, especially his identity as a pianist, ten fingers are worth a hundred times more than a diamond of the same volume, and his fingers have also done a high-value insurance project in the insurance company. For the sake of the piano, Zhuo Yang can't even play basketball, and if possible, even playing football is not allowed. Not to mention fighting!

Zhuo Yang himself is not that sensitive, but he still takes care of his fingers as carefully as possible, and there is a big reason why he is becoming more and more reluctant to fight now.

Zhuo Yang and Gattuso are gradually moving away from each other, and a contest between two great kung fu masters in Serie A is about to end in a harrowing end. Perhaps, the two proud people also have some regret in their hearts.

"Alas, be lonely and seek defeat!" Gattuso muttered to himself as he walked, as if he had deliberately said it to Zhuo Yang. "How powerful do you think, aren't you afraid of me? Alas——, boring. ”

Zhuo Yang was unmoved.

"I think that little guy in Naples is quite kind, and his little brother is much more bloody than his boss. When I went to him to make a move, I guess with that kid's temperament, he will definitely not be cowardly, and he is much stronger than his boss. ”

"If you can't beat the boss, Lao Tzu will teach the younger brother a hard lesson, no matter how small the mosquito is, it will be ......"

"Gattuso, I'm fighting you in this fight!!"