"Don't run away? Are you ready to die? Chang San sneered, he saw that Ding Xiu didn't hide, and he didn't rush to chase after him: "You are so young, you are so skilled, it is really rare." It's a pity that you're not one of ours, otherwise I would have focused on cultivating you. ”

"You talk a lot of." Ding Xiu crossed the fingers of his hands together and moved, and the knuckles "crackled": "Come on, I'm in a hurry." ”

"It's the first time I've seen reincarnation so urgent." Chang San didn't care about Ding Xiu's ridicule, and even laughed: "Lao Tzu wants to blow your head." ”

After Chang San finished speaking, he pounced, and immediately made a side kick straight to Ding Xiu's head. He was obese and even had a big belly, but his movements were extremely agile, and the extent of his legs and feet was slightly exaggerated.

Ding Xiu stepped forward, and the moment his palm touched Chang San's instep, he immediately retracted, dissolving most of the force he kicked out.

After the strength of his legs was unloaded, Chang San stabilized the lower plate again, and attacked continuously with both fists.

With the moonlight and the headlights, the war paint on Ding Xiu's body regained its power, and Chang San's fist instantly slowed down in his eyes.

Chang San's fist was still strong and heavy, but Ding Xiu was no longer afraid. His reflexes give him plenty of room to deal with, so he can find the right angle to defuse every punch he throws.

Ding Xiu also began to fight back, after he opened Chang San's fist, he made a fist with his left hand and swung it at the side of Chang San's face, and his right hand waited for an opportunity to attack Chang San's waist.

Chang San is very experienced in hand-to-hand combat, as soon as Ding Xiu made his left fist, he guessed the movement of his opponent's right fist, and blocked all Ding Xiu's attacks with both hands.

The two of them have attacked and defended each other, and Ding Xiu took advantage of it. Because of the advantage of reflexes, he can always take the lead and defuse Changsan's attacks.

Ding Xiu had the advantage but didn't dare to be careless, because Chang San's ability was very domineering. It wasn't a big problem for Chang San to take a few hits from him, but he was so scared that he was beaten by Chang San.

Ding Xiu is not in a hurry, he grew up in the barracks of the border guards, has been surrounded by danger since he was a child, and he is also well versed in the rhythm of battle. He knew that as long as he held himself, victory would not slip out of his hands.

Because Chang San is a fat man.

Even if Chang San is agile, he is just an agile fat man. The fat on his body comes from his pampered life for several years, and it is usually very friendly, but in battle, it becomes a burden.

Chang San began to gasp.

His fists were not as sharp as they were at the beginning, and Ding Xiu obviously felt much easier when receiving and unloading his strength.

Ding Xiu would feel numb in his hands and feet every time he made a move before, which was the shock of the explosive force transmitted to the muscles and bones. Now that Chang San's decline has been revealed, Ding Xiu can finally let go of his hands and feet and start fighting back.

The first punch that hit Chang San was on his waist, and this punch made Chang San bow down slightly in pain. At the moment when he arched his body, his feet were also affected by the chain reaction brought about by this movement.

His steps were a little slower, his body couldn't dodge, and he was hit by a flying kick from Ding Xiu in the neck.

Chang San stumbled one by one, and threw out all the beads of sweat when his head was raised.

"It can't be!" Chang San's heart was a little shocked, he stabilized his body, and looked at Ding Xiu's eyes with a faint hint of fear. "You can't be my match!"

"It's impossible that it's not you who have the final say, just like you said you were going to blow my head off, I said you don't count, do you believe it or not?" Ding Xiu's voice was still extremely cold, and for Chang San, he had already made up his mind to kill.

Ding Xiu almost caught Chang San's way in the warehouse, and after that, he was much more careful, and kept pressing until Chang San had become a strong crossbow before launching a Jedi counterattack.

It's a perfect control of the rhythm, and Ding Xiu knows what to do at what stage.

It was Chang San's strong period in the warehouse before, so Ding Xiu has always avoided his edge.

Escaping outside the warehouse is also a part of Ding Xiu's whole rhythm, and he changes the environment of the battle, so that the factors that are beneficial to him can be better played.

Now the scales of victory have firmly tilted in favor of Ding Xiu's side, saying that the stacked advantageous chips on the board have almost made the opponent lose the possibility of turning the tables.

Chang San can only pray that Ding Xiu will make mistakes in a row, but is this possible?

Ding Xiu may make mistakes, but if he makes mistakes continuously, he is not Ding Xiu.

"You have an ability?!" Tsunesan finally realizes that something is not quite right.

"Isn't that strange?" Ding Xiu looked at his tired appearance, and felt a little happy in his heart.

"What ability?" Chang San asked.

"I'll tell you before you blow my head off, if you don't have that skill, you don't deserve to know." The corners of Ding Xiu's mouth rose slightly, and he deliberately used words to provoke Chang San.

The ability "Heavy Strike" gives Chang San far more explosive power than ordinary people, because the energy in the crystal nucleus focuses on strengthening the fast-twitch fibers in his muscles, which are the basis for determining the amount of explosive power. When the crystal nucleus strengthens his fast-twitch fibers, it is not strengthened with the slow-twitch fibers, so the slow-twitch fibers that affect endurance cannot keep up with the fast-twitch fibers that affect explosiveness.

In addition, Chang San has become accustomed to being pampered in the past few years, not to mention his figure, and he has neglected to exercise, so he will become more and more passive after being dragged into a protracted war.

In other words, he is an explosive powerhouse, and when he encounters someone who is equal or slightly better than himself, as long as he fights quickly, the odds of victory will be great.

Ding Xiu stimulated Chang San with words, and Chang San unconsciously went up, he fell deeper and deeper into Ding Xiu's rhythm, and it was already difficult to extricate himself.

Chang San burst into a shout, as if he wanted to cheer himself up, he swung his fist and attacked it, and Ding Xiu easily defused his attack between the left and right blocks.

As soon as his offensive weakened, Ding Xiu immediately seized the opportunity to counterattack.

First, he kicked Tsunesan in the waist with his right foot, and then switched feet and kicked him in the cheek with a heavy kick. Chang San's reaction slowed down a lot, and he tried to punch back during the beating, but was shaken by Ding Xiu, in exchange for a side kick to the waist.

His cheeks were red and swollen, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his face was covered with fatigue and sweat.

Ding Xiu attacked more and more fiercely, and after he hit him, he actually bullied Chang San in front of him, and raised his fists to beat him violently.

Chang San is also a ruthless person, he doesn't dodge or dodge, and he uses his face to catch Ding Xiu's fist. At the moment when Ding Xiu showed a look of surprise, his fist slammed into Ding Xiu's face from a tricky angle.

Ding Xiu's head almost turned blank in a short moment, he staggered back a few steps, shook his head and stabilized his body.

The other person stood firm, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two looked at each other and saw that each other's faces were swollen.

"Fuck you!" Ding Xiu scolded, his head was groggy and a little uncomfortable. He was kicked by Wu Swift Wind before, and now this is the second time he has been injured.

Chang San glared at Ding Xiu, and regained some confidence in his heart. He knew that he didn't have much chance of winning today, but fortunately, the punch he had just fought to change the injury seemed to pull the scales of victory back into the middle.

Although Chang San's physical fitness has declined in the past few years, the consciousness of fighting to win is still there, and the only way for him to reverse the decline at this time is to change the injury, because if you exchange a punch with Ding Xiu, it is really difficult to say whether you will win or lose in the end.

Ding Xiu saw Chang San's plan, and when the discomfort on his head eased slightly, he rushed towards Chang San.

When he rushed closer, he suddenly lowered his body, threw his arms towards Chang San's waist, and hugged Chang San's body tightly.

Chang San didn't expect Ding Xiu to choose to fight close to each other again, he was begging for it, and when his arm was raised, his elbow was ready to smash down on Ding Xiu's back.

Ding Xiu rushed over and hugged Chang San's waist just to make a feint, the purpose was only to stumble and put Chang San down.

Sure enough, just as Chang San was about to slam with his elbow, the soles of his feet were tripped by Ding Xiu, and his body lost balance and fell to the ground instantly.

Chang San's fat body kicked up a puff of dust on the ground, and when he fell, his elbows were facing forward and he couldn't exert his strength, and Ding Xian calculated this before he dared to bully him and stop him by the waist.

When Chang San fell to the ground, Ding Xiu pressed on him and slammed his fist into his head.

Chang San protected his forehead with both arms, grabbed his wrist when he struggled to block Ding Xiu's fist, and then straightened his waist, and suddenly pulled him over from his body with a sudden force.

Ding Xiu was thrown upside down, and his hands and feet were supported when he landed, so he didn't hurt his body, which also benefited from his perverted reaction ability and the reaction speed of his muscles in dangerous environments.

Chang San is a flexible fat man, but Ding Xiu is better than flexibility. Ding Xiu got up faster than Chang San, and after he got up, he pounced on Chang San again.

Chang San had just half-squatted up, and was pulled by Ding Xiu and fell with a hug. There was another puff of dust on the ground, and his fat body fell to the ground again.

This time, Chang San was unprepared, not only did his vest hit the ground first, but the back of his head also hit him hard, and the indescribable pain made him almost stare out of his eyes.

Ding Xiu pressed on him again, and this time the speed of the punch was faster, and Chang San took four or five punches before he recovered from the painful dizziness.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he was woken up by Ding Xiu, the fat man who woke up stretched out his hands and suddenly wrapped his arms around Ding Xiu's neck, Ding Xiu's fist couldn't be swung out, and his two hands could only desperately open Chang San's arm.

Chang San found another opportunity to play to his advantages in the headwind, although his explosive power has decreased a lot compared to before, it is still not something that Ding Xiu can eat immediately. Ding Xiu was wrapped around his neck by him, and before he could break free at the first time, he was pulled to the ground and rolled.

The two restrained each other in the rolling, both wanted to gain an advantage for themselves, and after a while, it was Ding Xiu who regained the upper hand, which also corresponded to the saying that fist is afraid of being young.

Ding Xiu turned over and pressed Chang San, this time he pressed to death, and completely used his strength to eat.

Chang San's physical strength had reached the point of serious overdraft in the continuous grappling, his whole body was sore, and he was in pain, and after being pressed by Ding Xiu again, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"I heard you're going to blow my head off?" Ding Xiu rode on top of him and landed on his head word by punch.