Chapter 68: The Old Curator and Sparring

Lansen Street, where there are many training halls of all kinds, many people say that this is a gathering place for professionals in the urban area of Duras, and a large number of professionals exercise here every day, hoping to achieve a breakthrough in practice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As he walked down the street, he easily found the training gym that was said to be the most famous, as it was the largest in the area.

"Hello, I want to sign up. ”

"2 silver entry fee. ”

It's a pretty expensive price, just the cost of registration, but Kylot is not that much money.

"I want to know how I can get the individual guidance of the owner here...... Not a problem. ”

Yesterday there was enough money in the safe to spend on Kailot, in fact, Get's gang had been sending him money every day so far, and today he got another sum of money after taking the box of drugs and gems.

"Sorry, we don't have this service here, the curator will give lectures at 8 am and 2 pm every day, you can come and listen to the lectures. ”

The petite service lady at the front desk looked at the "giant" in front of her, if she didn't have that pair of glasses, she might not even be able to speak, the oppressive force is too strong!

"Well, it looks like I've got some time. ”

Kailott glanced at his watch, it was just eight o'clock, he took the completed cadet card, and hurried into the training ground.

"Today, what I'm going to talk about is still the ...... of blocking and counterattacking in boxing."

As soon as he pushed open the door to the training hall, Kelot heard a neutral voice speaking.

The gray hair, the still strong physique, and the bulging muscles under the thin training uniform let everyone know that the curator looked old, but his combat effectiveness did not seem to have faded.

Kailot quietly walked into the crowd, silently watching the demonstrations of the movements one by one, using his brain, trying to write down the movements and the combat experience of the curator as much as possible.

"Now, I need someone with a strong body to help me demonstrate some martial arts moves, are there any advanced forging bodies here?"

The curator's own strength is at the high level of scorching skills, and his strength is undoubted, and ordinary people can be beaten down by him with two actions, so it will not have a demonstration effect.

The opportunity to practice against a strong person is rare, and four or five of the people present immediately raised their hands, they are all high-level professionals in forging bodies, and they have been seeking a breakthrough in the realm, and Kailot didn't want to fight in front of so many people, so he didn't move.

The curator and every high-level practitioner who raised his hand for forging body had a discussion, and the high-level forging body was already considered a strong person among ordinary people, and the people below who looked at it between you and me were excited.

"Okay, that's all for today's explanation, let's practice with each other. ”

For more than half an hour, Kylot learned a lot, but he wanted more than that.

As soon as the curator turned to leave, he immediately walked up from the crowd.

"Curator Os, I want to practice alone with you!"

Kelot said, standing in front of Curator Oss.

"I'm sorry, you're a new student, my father doesn't accept sparring, you're really strong, but you can't withstand my father's attack. ”

Oss was followed by his daughter, a girl with a good figure.

"I know it's offensive...... But give me a chance, and I come with sincerity. ”

Staring into the curator's eyes, a strong momentum slowly appeared on Kailot's body.

"I didn't mean ......"

"I agreed, are you going to practice here or ......"

Oss spoke suddenly, choking on his daughter's words for a moment.

"I'd like to have a more intimate place, preferably just the two of us!"

The battle intent in his heart was about to be suppressed, and Kailot knew that Oss could feel it, because he also felt the heat in Oss's eyes, and fighting was a man's instinct!

"Follow me. ”

Oss turned and led Kylot up to the second floor, down the hallway, into a small practice room.

Seeing the dark and heavy exercise equipment on the ground, Kailot knew that this should be Oss's exclusive training room.

"Thea, you close the door, don't let anyone in, I'm going to practice with this gentleman!"

"Carlo, you can call me Carlo. ”

Kailot used the power of the dark spirit to change his face, so naturally he didn't use his real name.

"Alright, Mr. Carlo, let's get ready, do you need a training suit?"

Oss tightened his belt and said as he looked at Kellot, who was undressing.

"I don't need to, I'm shirtless, and the training clothes won't last long anyway. ”

Taking off his clothes, Kylott felt that the muscles in his body were heating up, and he desperately wanted to release his strength!

"Nice physique, huh? You've been injured before?"

Oss asked, noticing the freshly scabbed wound on Kylot's abdomen.

"Out of the way......! Curator Os, I will use all my strength, I hope you don't leave your hands behind!"

Kylott placed his clothes next to the tide that had just come down from his shoulder, and let it watch for him.

Taking a deep breath, the momentum of the mid-level scorching technique all exploded, and he wanted a hearty battle!

"Very good! Nice young man, you have this strength at a young age, come on!"

The momentum on Oss is not weak, and he even has to suppress Kailot!

Rushing forward, the entire training room was a battle field, and Kylot's foot even made a loud noise.

Bang!

The sound of a fist swinging through the air is reminiscent of a bullet coming out of a chamber, and the sound of a collision is like a cannonball exploding!

Boom!

Kailot's eyes flickered, and the moment the fists of the two sides touched, Oss's figure blurred for a while, and the next moment he was already close, and a punch hit Kailot's chest!

Kylot took a step back, Oss kept attacking, and another elbow hit the same place.

"It's too slow, your fighting consciousness is too slow! Concentrate! You can only have me in your eyes!"

Oss's roar sounded in Kailot's ears, and Curator Oss who had entered the state no longer had the pleasant appearance he had before!

Step by step, decades of training in skills have made the old curator's boxing and melee fighting skills far superior to Kailot's.

All kinds of fighting skills that Kailot had never seen before were displayed in Oss's movements, forcing him to retreat!

Sinking into his restless mind, Kylotte retreated step by step, constantly adjusting his state and trying to keep up with the rhythm of Oss's fighting.

I can't remember how many times he was attacked, but Kailot's chest was already red, and the wound on his abdomen was faintly rupturing.

Boom!

The curator punched the wall, and a large amount of lime fell, and Kelot was forced into a corner from the center of the training ground by him, and there was no way to retreat!

"Did you keep up?"

"Keep up!"