Chapter Twenty-Nine: I Can't Fight It

Rustling, Wang Chao continued to draw the battle process in the afternoon.

The next picture is a naked (harmonious) woman transformed by Luo Cha - a stickman with two triangles on her chest, knocking down behind the big stickman, and the little stickman behind the stickman punched the vertical line of the stickman's waist. At this point, Wang Chao frowned and stopped.

"Blue said I hesitated when I hit him...... "Wang Chao bit the pen, his brain was congested when he was fighting, and the adrenal hormones all over his body were about to explode, how could he remember what he was thinking at that time, at this time, he couldn't figure out the thoughts that flashed when he punched, and secretly thought: "Did I really hesitate?" ”

Wang Chao put down his pen, walked out of the courtyard, and swung his fist at the air under the starry night sky.

"It's not forceful." Wang Chao a straight punch.

"It's ...... Use a little force. Wang Chao has another straight punch.

"That's what I usually use when I fight with the thugs on Animal Man Street." Wang Chao clenched his fists and threw straight punches.

"This is ......" Wang Chao frowned, feeling the strength of his arms and fists, a little uncertain, "I don't feel much different from the punch just now, I can't say that I use my arm muscles to tear them with all my strength, and I don't keep my hands, right?" Besides, I can't do it if you ask me to use it hard......"

He spat out the groove in his mouth, but he didn't stop pondering, dangling around the yard, finding a flat piece of dirt, then squatting down and pressing it with the palm of his hand.

"Give it a try." Wang Chao muttered to himself.

Towards the ground, he lightly threw a punch.

"A normal punch!"

A shallow mark was left on the ground.

"Serious punch!"

Boom! Wang Chao's fist hit the ground and sank slightly, and after taking the fist away, you can see obvious fist marks.

"Hmm...... How hard did you hit Blue's back at that time...... Find out how ...... feel."

Wang Chao was half-squatting, imagining that the ground in front of him was the waist of Blue's dead sissy cannon, and suddenly a fire ignited in his heart, Mom forced Lao Tzu to beat me so painfully, right, I was about to blow up Lao Tzu's head, right?!

"Eat Lao Tzu angry punch...... Wait a minute! ”

Wang Chao's fist stopped, sat down, and pondered: "At that time, Blue didn't beat my head?" Since it was a simulated restoration, I shouldn't have had that much resentment at the time...... Wrong wrong! ”

He thought about it for a while, and as if he had been on the spot, he gritted his teeth and argued to himself: "Are you stupid? This person is an iron gay, and he also colludes with the Red Ribbon Army, do you understand the terrorists? What kind of morality do you talk about to such terrorists? Just fight to the death! ”

"Have you ever killed someone, and you still beat you to death? It's really just a mouthful. ”

Wang Chao pouted disdainfully.

After being quiet for a while, Wang Chao seemed to withdraw from two different thoughts, got up and took a few steps back, touched his chin, and made a long nasal sound of "hmm.......

He said to himself: "In my previous life, I basically never touched anyone. After the crossing, I did fight a few times, but I subconsciously avoided dangerous actions. Like what...... Over-the-shoulder falls. I really seem to only use over-the-shoulder throws to make sure that the opponent hits the ground first with the butt or back, and never uses to go over and fall back. When I hit someone with my fist, I always hit them only in the right chest and limbs, which I am very sure will not be life-threatening. ”

Wang Chao looked at his fist and remembered that he had watched some small videos before.

Those who were filmed by passers-by in street fights, some of the gangsters who didn't force their shots to shoot and didn't have a score, had a quarrel on the street, and they didn't know if it was to be handsome or what, hugging each other's waists and falling backwards like a wrestler in a movie, as a result, the head of the person who was thrown hit the ground, his neck clicked, and he hiccups on the spot......

"Maybe there was a flash of hesitation at that time, but hesitation doesn't mean that I cut corners, I did basically fight with all my strength, but the strength in my heart, whether there is the level of non-death, I can't say. Since Blue said yes, then forget it. Wang Chao sorted out his thoughts at that time, and suddenly felt that his heart was a lot smoother, "Blue, he is indeed not a thing, but I am a thing." He's a bastard who can just blow me in the head, and I shouldn't be able to do it if I put myself in my shoes. Perhaps, one day in the future, I will also become decisive? But hopefully...... That day can come a little later. ”

"The mistake I made this afternoon, in the final analysis, is because I am still a layman when it comes to fighting."

"In this case, it is good to turn yourself into a master who can perfectly control the power of your own shots, knowing where to fight can make people lose their ability to fight, where to fight can cripple the opponent, and where to fight can directly take people's lives...... As for the personality or something, where can it be changed after one or two fights? My name is Wang Chao, not Xie Wendong. ”

"For today's plan, the only way to improve yourself is to improve yourself...... If I were as powerful as a turtle immortal, I wouldn't care if he was a blue or a Yelou, wouldn't he just fight if he wanted to, and retreat if he wanted to...... This is the right way. ”

Wang Chao sat back at the table in the room.

In this afternoon's battle, what should be reflected has also been reflected, and what should be summarized has also been summarized, which can be regarded as a general digest. Wang Chao didn't know how those martial arts masters and combat geniuses summed up their combat experience, anyway, there was only so much he could do...... He took out the two coins he had been carrying, and thought depressedly: "That old man is mysterious, and he can't say anything clearly, what's wrong with playing the mysterious master?" ”

Flying, fairy beans, unimpressed faces...... Wang Chao's speculation about the old man has never stopped, thinking of what the old man said before throwing him the fairy beans this afternoon, asking him to go to the park tomorrow morning to find him, it was itchy for a while, and he only felt that he couldn't exhaust his strength, and he couldn't wait to run all the way to the park until tomorrow morning, grabbed the old man's collar, snapped two big-eared melon seeds and pumped them over, and pretended to be forced?

"Humph......"

Wang Chao was a little tired, and lay down on the small bed with a smile, and as soon as the back of his head touched the bed, he gasped in pain, and his skull seemed to be cracked.

"Damn gay, don't let me meet you next time...... Wait for your father and me to upgrade and give you a callout......"

Wang Chao turned over and lay on the bed indignantly, resting his chin on the pillow, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he ran to the park, the old man was really waiting for him, Wang Chao respectfully stepped forward to greet, but saw the old man drop the cup, suddenly out of the park forest a piece of demons and monsters, pounced on Wang Chao and tore and bite, "What did you forget today............" Wang Chao, who had a nightmare, turned over on the bed, and the back of his head was touched by the bed and turned back like an electric shock, muttering vaguely in his mouth.

……

The next day, at 4:50 in the morning, Wang Chao opened his eyes and was stunned for a few seconds.

In the blink of an eye, the fiery eyes opened! Blink again and turn it off.

"Well, not a dream."

Wang Chao got up with a smile, rubbed his chest, and snapped all night, feeling uncomfortable. The jaw is numb......

With a brisk mood, he neatly cleaned up and stopped, put two and a half fairy beans in his pockets, and put away the two coins.

"Let's go!"

Wang Chao took a deep breath and ran towards the southern capital in the morning light.

My head still hurts a little, but my mood is better than ever.

An hour later, in the park, I saw the old man waiting for him.