Is it already enlightened? Unlike the usual fights with the gangsters, Lin Feng was now in an inexplicable mental state.

"So, before I begin, do you have any thoughts of asking for forgiveness for your previous faux pas? Treating Lord Wu Jiu like this, you should realize what a stupid mistake you have made, and if you apologize now, you might as well forgive you. ”

"Crying while banging your head on the floor, or lying on the ground like a submissive dog, baring your belly and asking for forgiveness?"

I didn't expect Lin Feng to accept it, but to refute himself in this way, this is the first time I've seen this kind of person. "That's right," Klaas sighed in response.

After confirming that Wu Jiu had taken a few steps back, Lin Feng and Klaas were about five meters apart, facing each other, waiting for the order to announce the start of the decisive battle, more and more onlookers gathered outside the alley. In addition to the fact that this is a market in the middle of the city, a man in armor is also very eye-catching.

Lin Feng, who knew the outcome of the battle and was still about to attack, leaned down and brewed his first attack, his left hand was blocked in front of his chest like a claw, and his right hand was clenched into a fist and leaned on his waist.

"Looks like there's a good show."

"This kind of gap is very different, the other party is still a child."

"Don't say that, maybe that kid is the same as that little kid? Don't forget how much you lost him. ”

The crowd outside the alley was full of chatter, and then there was a great cheer, and in general, the thugs who fought in such a dimly lit alley were the thugs, but considering that one of the opponents was Klaas, who did not know the ins and outs of the confrontation between the two sides, he whistled and shouted loudly.

It's just that as Klaas muttered in his mouth, Lin Feng gradually couldn't hear those noises, only Klaas in his eyes, and only the whistling of boxing in his ears. It's like fighting a monster, as if there is a sharp and cold thread running through the body.

"So, let's get started."

Ignoring the gaze around him, with the voice announcing the start of the battle, Klaas looked at Lin Feng, whose eyes were blinded by anger. Klaas concentrated his energy, ready to predict his intentions from his posture and outstretched stance.

Humans are more likely than wild animals to have the habit of revealing their moves in advance. If you want to use a surprise, defense, heavy attack, or attack from the upper or lower block, if this information is known to the opponent, it may become a fatal cause of defeat when fighting it.

Even a cheetah that is preparing to pounce will not easily let the opponent predict his actions. But obviously, Lin Feng hadn't understood this truth yet, his left hand blocked, his right hand clenched into a fist at his waist, and his body leaned forward with his center of gravity lowered. With this information alone, Klaas deduced that Lin Feng was preparing to carry out an upper-stage attack, and the target should be above his chest.

Of course, it may have been just a cover for him, but Klaas was just standing up with ease, making himself look like he was ready to fight back in the first place.

As for how to read the reality of each other's actions, it depends on feeling and experience.

"Ahhhhh——!h

At the same time that the words ended, Lin Feng suddenly kicked the ground and rushed forward, his feet repeating one after the other, Lin Feng sprinted with the fastest speed he could.

The entire right arm remained motionless and swung back from the waist, the left shoulder leaned forward, and then the right fist was raised to a height parallel to his shoulder, Lin Feng accompanied his own roar, and his entire right arm was like a sharp white light towards Klaas's right face.

Klaas's body was only a little later than Lin Feng, and he also began to move, relying on experience alone to read Lin Feng's simple actions, and even after Lin Feng's actions, Klaas didn't believe that he would only make stupid moves forward.

However, that's about it.

Lin Feng, who has not undergone strict training, can only punch and kick ordinary gangsters in fights, and there is no technique, only brute force.

Klaas, who understood this, still had a slightly stunned expression on his face, it should be because Lin Feng was stupid and ignorant to the point that he didn't expect it.

As Klaas guessed, Lin Feng's first move was really just an ordinary boxing, and the target was his right cheek. When facing this simple and rough move, as long as he tilted his head slightly to the left, Lin Feng's right fist would be empty, and in this way, his body would lean forward due to unstable gravity, and then as long as he turned sideways, there was no doubt that Lin Feng would fall to the ground. Or punch him in the stomach when he dodges the attack, the gravity of leaning forward and the impact in the opposite direction, Lin Feng's stomach will definitely be as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, as long as the strength is a little greater, I'm afraid he will lie on the ground and can't get up.

But whether it was an action like opening his body sideways or punching Lin Feng's stomach, Klaas didn't do anything, Klaas, who had already guessed the opponent's move, chose to use the same simple and rough boxing, the orbits of the fists on both sides were staggered in the air, and at the same time that each was about to hit the other-

Syllable!

A simple flesh collision sounded, Lin Feng's right fist hit the thick and strong palm, and the rough feeling of the four thick cocoons under the fingers due to long-term sword holding and exercise was to make Lin Feng understand the fact that his attack was blocked by the other party - at the same time, the dark, powerful, and tense fist deliberately stopped in front of his right eye.

The strong and powerful fist wind blew Lin Feng's black hair, which was not too long, if it hadn't stopped at that critical moment, the result of the next moment would have been known even if Lin Feng didn't say that the result was - the body flew out upside down, falling heavily to the ground, and if the force was too strong, he would repeat the tumbling action.

After tasting this experience several times, Lin Feng never wanted to have a next time, and while glad that Klaas didn't kill him in the end, a wave of jealousy also arose.

"Got it, the difference in strength between you and me, so, please go back."

Klaas's kind proposal, in Lin Feng's ears, became a sharp sarcasm, as if countless slaps were slapped in his face, and Klaas's expression seemed to say, "You are not worthy of being Lord Wu Jiu's guard."

"It's not over yet!"

Leaning towards the oblique corner, the jet-black and dense hair clearly felt the touch of the fist cutting through the scalp, Lin Feng leaned down and withdrew his right hand at the same time, and the left hand on his chest clenched his fist and slashed through the air towards Klaas.

The goal is - the chin!

A veritable uppercut, a punch that swung up in a big upward swing as if it was about to knock the opponent away, swung towards Klaas's chin. The distance between the two was rapidly shortened due to Lin Feng's astonishing speed, and after experiencing the duel with the strong, Lin Feng's senses also accelerated at the same time, gradually feeling that the flow of time had become quite slow.