I forced myself to hold back the sour water in my throat and looked away from the pool of yellow and white broth.

"I said buddy, don't be so big."

I said to Sima with a frown.

"I'm going to climb the snowy mountains, so I don't need to go into this dung pond to go clubbing, right? I think we still have professional mountaineering training on the hour, running and lifting barbells or something. ”

"I'm a training instructor, and I'm what I say." Sima replied to me with a blank face.

"Fuck, don't fucking kick your nose in the face, train your uncle!" Sima's face of a dead man made me even more angry, and I couldn't help but scold.

"If you don't fucking eat enough, go into the pool and pour yellow soup yourself, Lao Tzu won't have that much spare time." I yelled at Sima as I prepared to leave.

In fact, I'm deliberately trying to provoke this guy right now.

Qu Fattou has always said that this guy is very skilled, and he is a ruthless character who kills people without blinking.

This made me have already had a thought in my heart to find a chance to fight him.

It's not that I'm combative, or that I have any preconceptions about this Sima.

Actually, I just wanted to do this to test what kind of strength my body had been transformed by the snake pill.

I now know that in terms of strength, speed, and bounce, the body that I have been modified by the snake pill is not comparable to ordinary people.

However, now I don't know what level of my own strength is in front of an absolute master.

And now Sima is regarded by me as a standard to test his own strength.

It's just that compared with it, I didn't have any professional training, I only had half a month of military training in college, and I didn't have a kung fu foundation.

If I really want to do it, I can only rely on my own strength and speed to deal with it.

I hope that the saying "punch the master to death" is correct

I pretended to be about to leave, when suddenly I saw that Sima Yi stretched out his hand to block my way, and at the same time he smiled and spoke.

"Hey, hey, interesting, no one has spoken to me like that for a long time"

As soon as Sima opened his mouth, I secretly said in my heart, "The dog has taken the bait!" ”

"What do you mean? Do you want to have a fight with Lao Tzu? ”

I raised my head and said to Sima disdainfully, and at the same time took a step back and secretly began to prepare.

The smile on this guy's face doesn't feel ruthless, but on the contrary, it has a very obscene feeling.

This is a stark contrast to the expressionless and indifferent image he had just had.

After I finished my provocative words, Sima did not immediately answer, he took off the black training uniform he was wearing and threw it aside before pointing at me and saying.

"It's too late for you to jump in on your own, and it won't feel good to be thrown in by me."

"Fuck your uncle!" I rolled up my sleeves and scolded back.

"Don't fucking play tricks, hurry up and come over to accompany your grandfather Wang, Lao Tzu has to stuff you headfirst into the manure pit and pour you a belly of soup beautifully."

I continued to stimulate Sima verbally, trying to ignite his anger completely.

I'm thin myself, and in Sima's opinion, I'm definitely a powerless person.

Cleaning up seems to him to be an effortless livelihood with a handle in hand.

I just want to take advantage of his attitude of contempt for the enemy, and then completely ignite the anger in his heart, make him angry, and throw this guy who is called a murderer into the dung pit in one fell swoop while he is in chaos.

This is a typical example of showing weakness, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Sima didn't react to my anger, and after the guy took off his clothes and threw them aside, he started to fight me.

When I saw this battle, I didn't think much about it in my heart, and I let out a loud shout.

"Grandson! Eat you, Wang Ye, I punch! ”

As I shouted, I swung my right fist and slammed it into Sima's chest.

At this time, I must strike first, Sima definitely didn't expect me to make the first move, according to what I thought before, he would definitely not take my small physique in his eyes, maybe he would take my punch.

If that's the case, then I'll be very happy, if he is hard, I will have to smash him on the spot and vomit two catties of blood.

My punch was floppy, and it seemed to be completely proportional to my small size.

However, this is only what it seems, in fact, I used my eight points of strength in this punch.

In the past, this punch would have smashed the brick-thick granite for me.

After I threw my fist forward, Sima still didn't react, but his face didn't show the disdain I had hoped to see.

Soon, my hidden murderous punch was about to hit Sima's chest squarely.

At that moment, my heart softened, and I withdrew two percent of my strength, after all, there is no deep hatred between the two of us, and if we can't get started, we will fight to the death.

If my previous punch hit Sima's chest, it would definitely cause him serious damage, not to mention a broken sternum, maybe even his heart would be shattered.

I withdrew two percent of my strength, if I hit Sima's chest this time, according to his strength, it should not cause him big damage and kill him, but at least it will make him lose his combat effectiveness.

When I was thinking to myself, my fist was already in Sima's chest, and I was about to grin.

Suddenly, I saw Sima's chest shrink back suddenly, and then his body flashed back, quickly avoiding the inevitable punch I smashed into his chest.

I couldn't help but be stunned, but my hand still didn't retract, I swung my fist and continued to move forward, and continued to chase and smash Sima in the chest without losing momentum.

After Sima retreated, his hand immediately moved, and I saw that he also swung his right fist and smashed it against my fist.

"Damn! It's going to be tough! ”

As soon as I said something in my heart, the fists of the two of them collided rapidly.

For a moment, I could only feel a huge impact from my right fist, as if my right fist had collided with a large steel hammer.

After such a violent impact, I didn't feel the slightest pain in my right fist, just a slight tingling sensation.

After the punch, I didn't suffer any damage, but Sima, who was forced back straight back by the impact of the punch with me.

At the moment when Sima was forced to retreat, I saw a hint of surprise flash in his eyes.

After Sima quickly retreated a few steps, Kankan stood still, and after he looked down at his red and swollen right fist, Sima had that strange smile on his face again.

"I heard Bai Yi say that your kid is deeply hidden, I don't believe it yet, but it's really the case when I try it today."

Sima said as he tore the vest he was wearing a few times, and wrapped his red and swollen right fist tightly with strips of rags.

The corners of Sima's mouth were crooked, and he hooked his finger at me and said.

"Come again!"