Four strong men escorted Chu Ge to a dilapidated hall.

From the decoration, it can be seen that this place used to be a department store, and many places collapsed and burned, and it was in tatters, and it was probably destroyed by the impact of a nuclear bomb.

Dozens of strong men with naked upper bodies were practicing boxing in the hall, and the practice methods were very cruel, fighting with each other incessantly, many of them were beaten to the ground with blue noses and swollen faces, and a few were knocked to the ground, struggling to get up.

At the top of the hall, a tall and muscular strong man, leaning on a boss's chair, admired the fight below, and said dissatisfiedly:

"What's the matter, you guys, haven't you eaten? With all the fists so weak, how can you knock down the enemy and snatch food, water and women?

Today's practice doesn't satisfy me, everyone's water and food are halved, quickly give me a desperate fight, treat the opponent who practices as an undying enemy, and practice with the determination to kill the opponent, in order to achieve a breakthrough in boxing. ”

As soon as the words fell, four strong men escorted Chu Ge to him, and the leading strong man looked at the man on the stage and said:

"Master Boxing, we have brought the practice object, he is the only one left in the prison, and we are in urgent need of a new practice object."

The man who called himself the boxing saint stood up from the chair, stretched his muscles and bones a few times, made a crisp clicking sound all over his body, and said with a cruel smile:

"It's okay, tomorrow we're going to attack the new village, and we'll have as many people as we need to practice. You guys, let me show you what the real killing fist is. ”

Many strong men who were practicing stopped their movements one after another, and a cruel smile appeared on their faces, they knew that their boss Quan Saint was going to use his mixed martial arts fist again to torture and kill that unlucky guy.

The man stepped down from the stage, came to Chu Ge step by step, looked up and down, shook his head and said:

"Looking at your appearance, you don't look like someone who has learned boxing, you don't have a few taels of flesh on your body, and you probably can't withstand my three punches. Okay, boy, how about I'll let you go as long as you can take my three punches? ”

The strong men below laughed, although this kid is well-proportioned and not short, but unfortunately there are not many muscles in the body, only muscles are strength and the guarantee of victory.

Listening to their conversation, Chu Ge almost figured out the cause and effect, this time he entered the anime world, and the randomly arranged identity was an unlucky boy who was caught by them and became the target of their boxing practice.

"Fist Saint? Rao calls himself the king of boxing, and that is also what he fought with the transformed Beidou God Fist, punch by punch, this guy How can he dare to call himself a boxing saint, Dayu can't cure your water. ”

Chu Ge secretly thought about it, pretending to be scared, and replied with a crying voice:

"Seriously, as long as I take three punches, you're willing to let me go?"

The man who called himself the boxing saint patted him the shoulder and said loudly:

"Yes, as long as you go next, we will definitely let you go, and even if you want to join us."

The strong man in the audience laughed even louder, and the boss began to play with the prey again, not to mention that he couldn't take three punches, he really took three punches, and what was waiting for him was also their group attack.

The Master of Boxing will never let people know their details, especially the details of failure.

The two strong men let go of Chu Ge and stepped back at the same time, giving up a large amount of space.

The man who called himself the boxing saint put on a fighting posture, his fists were high and low, his steps were upside down, and the muscles of his body began to swell, full of strong explosive power.

"Ha, Master Boxing is proficient in mixed martial arts, he was the champion of the underground fighting competition, and his fists with all his strength are enough to have a strength of eight hundred pounds, and one punch can kill a strong bull, this kind of kid, don't think about it next with one punch."

A group of people laughed without scruples, deliberately saying the news to intimidate Chu Ge, and seeing the struggle of their prey before death was the happiest moment of their day.

Chu Ge's face was gloomy, he had known that human life in the last days was like a mustard, and killing and violence were in the ascendant, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic that his life would be in danger anytime and anywhere.

The strong man who called himself the boxing saint suddenly stepped forward, and a fierce straight punch hit Chu Ge in front of the door, he was very confident, his right hand straight punch, I don't know how many prey he had killed, and this time was no exception.

Bang!

A raised palm, steadily catching the straight fist of his right hand, stunned the strong men in the audience, what did they see, that kid actually blocked the attack of the Fist Saint.

"Hey, Master Fist Saint, the power of your fist doesn't seem to be very great."

Chu Ge easily moved away from the opponent's fist, and hit a straight punch with his left hand with his backhand, a strong man who was two meters tall and weighed more than three hundred catties, suddenly flew into the air, flew seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

This is still because he kept his hand, otherwise the straight punch just now would definitely blow the opponent's head.

After the special training of the Turtle Immortal Stream, coupled with the tempering of the physical body by the vitality, Chu Ge at this time, without using the vitality, relying on the strength of the physical body alone, also has tons of attack power, and one punch can hit at least two thousand pounds of huge power.

If the vitality is exploded, the power will skyrocket several times, far beyond the limit of ordinary people, and climb to the level of a top martial artist, and that kind of attack power is enough to kill an elephant.

"Fist Saint?"

The strong men in the audience exclaimed, but no one stepped forward to help, the Fist Saint had a very bad temper and a strong sense of self-esteem, and if he rashly interfered in his battle, he would be brutally punished.

The self-proclaimed boxer quickly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, touched the place where he was hit, and said with a twisted facial features:

"Okay, it turns out that I have lost my eyes, you are also a martial artist who has practiced boxing, and the strength of your fists is not inferior to me, and even a few points stronger than me.

But if you think that this is my real strength, then you are very wrong, as a descendant of mixed martial arts, I am also a martial artist who has mastered the fighting spirit.

Originally, I thought that I could easily play with you to death with just physical strength, but now it seems that I must treat you as a formal martial artist and use my fighting spirit to beat you to death. ”

After speaking, the self-proclaimed boxing saint suddenly gushed out a strong breath, his muscles swelled inch by inch, and the whole body size skyrocketed by three points, like a King Kong gorilla, and the boxing suit on his body was also burst, turning into pieces and falling to the ground.

"I wipe it, isn't this a burst of clothes? It's not just Kenshiro who will blow up his clothes before every fight, how can you too? ”

Chu Ge was a little surprised, generally speaking, as long as Kenshiro started to burst his clothes, the other party would definitely die. The self-proclaimed boxer burst his clothes on the spot, almost scaring him, but fortunately, he stabilized his mind in time and did not flee.

"Take my furious combo."

The self-proclaimed fist saint rumbled forward, and two giant fists the size of a baby's head slammed towards Chu Ge, and the fists were wrapped in white light, which was the source of the strength of the martial arts in the Beidou, Dou Qi.

Chu Ge didn't dare to hold it up, and he also burst out with vitality, and the torrent of vitality flowed all over his body in an instant, and his fists were wrapped in rolling qi, meeting the opponent's giant fist.

The fists collided violently, and in just a few moments, they hit at least dozens of times, and the air violently shook, like a shock wave from the explosion of explosives.

"Ah, my fist."

A terrible scream came, and a huge figure flew out far away, and the strong men were horrified to see that the person who flew out upside down was not the kid opposite, but their boss, the Fist Saint.