Chapter 47: Primitive Man's Hobby: Hand-to-hand Combat
"Did you go to school?" Ann asked suddenly.
"It doesn't look like so, so you must not know what it is."
Ann pulled out a red frozen bird.
It has a nice name: Boxing Realm.
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"Bang bang bang!"
Da Siqi fell in the ring with a blue nose and swollen face, and opposite him was a high-spirited Ann.
The red bird said: "The thirtieth round is over, and the double method rests for 3 minutes." β
Boundary, realm above realm.
Even the most ordinary police academy training realm has made a generation of legendary-level swordsmen beaten into pigs' heads!
"Round 31 begins!"
Da Siqi was held up by an invisible force and put on a boxing stance.
"If you have the ability, you will have an honest duel! I'm not afraid of any challenge! β
"In that case, let's have a decent boxing match. You...... Won't be afraid...... Right? β
Da Siqi looked at An Cheap's smile, and his anger was full.
Ann's fist was fast and heavy, and he complained while hitting Da Siqi: "I said, your teeth are your body, I've been fighting for thirty rounds, and I haven't lost a single one!" There is nowhere to put the more than 200 sarcasm lines you asked me to prepare! β
"I suggest you find a daughter-in-law, being single is a disease." This was what Da Siqi found after many attempts, and the only words that could stimulate him. As for the consequences......
An Qing's muscles bulged, and the smile on his face became even more terrifying, "Eat me with a bullet punch!" β
Ann punched out, and Da Siqi's face was like rubber, sunken in. At the same time, his feet were held in place by the force of the bouncing fist, and his body leaned back to the limit and rebounded back into place.
"Bell!" Another punch.
"Bell Bell Bell ......"
Da Siqi is like a rubber toy man, swaying wildly back and forth.
Face...... Of course, it's getting more and more swollen!
"At the end of the game, the side with the lowest anger value wins. The winner is: Dasiqi! β
Ann walked up to the red bird, "Are you stupid, where am I angry?" Believe it or not, stewed you! β
"Threat to the referee, punishment: one hour of beating. Executioner: Da Siqi. Does Dasiqi accept it? β
Ann jumped up when she heard this, and her fist was about to attack Da Siqi's throat.
"Accept."
An's body froze in the air, and then slowly corrected to a standing position, unable to move except for her mouth.
"I warn you, I'm a national SWAT. Assaulting a police officer is a felony, you have to think about it! β
"Ahh
"Oh, honorable officer, why are you attacking my fist with your face? How can you bully us helpless ordinary people! How...... OK! Da Siqi had an aggrieved, innocent expression.
Some people are usually individuals, but they don't look like individuals when they are cheap!
"Ahh Ahh......h
An hour later, a human with a "marshmallow" head on his head opened the mouth of the sausage with difficulty: "You remember for me, when I get off work, I won't beat you so that your mother doesn't know you, I won't call An!" β
"The punishment is over, and the realm is recovered."
The ring disappears, and a frozen red bird falls to the ground.
After Da Siqi left, Ann's injuries recovered instantly, and there was no flirtatious look in his eyes, "It doesn't seem to be him, the next one." β
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"Is there anyone, I fell, help me."
Ji Wuming pretended not to see it, and passed by straight.
"Stop!"
Ji Wuming continued to walk.
"Stop, why are you so unsympathetic!" An moved in front of Ji Wuming at high speed and blocked his way.
"What's the matter?" Ji Wuming asked.
"My leg is broken! Why don't you walk on my back? β
Ji Wuming looked at his legs, which were thicker than his two legs, "You ...... It doesn't look like there's something going on. β
"You don't understand, we porcelain-touchers, oh no, we old people, the disease is all inside, not outside, so you can't see it."
Ji Wuming in his heart: Touching porcelain? Senior citizen? I'm afraid your brain is shrinking.
Ji Wuming smiled awkwardly and politely, "I have something at home, let's go first, I wish you a happy life." β
Ji Wusheng took a quick detour.
"If you carry me on your back, I'll give him to you." Ann circled around to Ji Wusheng again, holding a frozen blue bird in one hand.
"What is this?"
"Billiards." An Shensu replied, a feeling that you can't buy a loss, and you can't buy a fool.
"I'm not interested, if you want to get out of here again, I'm very interested." Ji Wuming said.
"Leave...... Hahahaha! You hairy boy who doesn't even know the prison flower, you told me to leave? You're really ...... How naΓ―ve! β
"What prison flowers?"
"You want to know?"
"Hmm."
The vision changed dramatically, and in the blink of an eye, Ji Wuxing came to a billiard. There are two poles on either side of the table, and 25 billiard balls are scattered around the table.
"Come and gamble, if you win, I'll tell you a secret about the prison flower, if you lose, I want all your ...... Freely! Ann made a fist clenching motion.
"No problem!" Ji Wuming walked to the table and picked up the cue.
"It's game on." A blue bird appeared above the table at some point.
Ji Wuming took the lead in the start, put on a good posture, played quickly and steadily, and seemed to have a certain amount of experience.
The cue hit the white ball, but it was ......
Motionless!
"It's heavy! What kind of ball is this?
Ji Wuming frowned, seeing that he was thinking simply.
"It's my turn."
I saw Ann claw with her left hand, gripping the edge of the table and holding the club as far back as possible with her right hand.
"It's ...... Fencing action! Ji Wuming felt An's sword intent, and the club in front of him seemed to have turned into a peerless sword!
Sortie!
"Collapse!"
A huge sound passed through Ji Wuming's ears, but Ji Wuming didn't hear any sound.
Two streaks of blood flowed down his ears, and a shockwave faster than sound instantly pierced his eardrums! At the same time, the auditory system of his brain was thrown into chaos!
The white ball was knocked out at an extremely slow speed, and after hitting the No. 1 ball, the No. 1 ball moved forward by 10 centimeters before stopping.
The whole process is slightly comical.
An Chang breathed a sigh of relief and calmed his face, which was flushed from too much force.
"I'm sorry, I'm ugly." Ann embarrassedly made a gesture of stroking the back of her head.
It's Ji Wuji's turn to hit the ball.
"Burning Spirit!"
Gray plating!
100% muscular strength!
Full power output of gas!
The moment the rod and the ball collided, Ji Wuming thought to himself: "It's heavier than just now!" β
"Bang!"
The ball was hit hard.
No. 1 ball in the bag!
Ji Wuming held the club in his hand to support his body, and his body breathed heavily. If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have been tired at this moment!
At this moment, Ji Wuming has already understood that only by exerting all his strength can he push the white ball!
And, with each shot, you need to play 20% more than the last one!
Ji Wuming was able to hit the ball at such a high speed this time, which shows that his performance is far greater than the maximum strength estimated by the referee!
And Ji Wusheng's ability to affect the realm is only one: "Burning God Technique"!