Chapter Thirty-Seven: Vulnerable!

"The boxing method is endless, but the power of ** is limited after all, and the only thing that really makes a boxer strong is boxing skills!"

Mo Qing thought about his father's teaching to him, and the cold spiral in his hand became more and more proficient.

Normal punches, punches containing spiral strength, cold spirals, combinations of various angles, although Mo Qing's speed is not fast, but every punch has already had everyone's demeanor.

After all, in terms of proficiency in combat skills, Mo Qing has surpassed ordinary boxers by a large margin.

He is not like an ordinary boxer, but like a battle-hardened boxer.

"Boxing skills are the key to determining the outcome of the battle, as long as the strength is not much different, boxing skills are the attribution that determines victory, I am practicing strength, speed and physical strength at the same time, I must pay special attention to the cultivation of boxing skills, ordinary people will not think about this problem in the boxer stage, and I, from now on, will lay a name for my boxing skills!"

"This cold spiral should be regarded as the prototype of boxing skills at present, but it is not strong enough, but it should be able to play a great role when low-level fighters fight!"

"Boom!"

Mo Qing threw a punch out, using all his strength, and the rocks on the mountain wall shattered, and his fist entered the stone about three centimeters!

Watching a layer of frost condense on the mountain wall, Mo Qing smiled: "Very good, it seems that I have been fighting with the splitting insects for this period of time, and my strength has improved a little again, maybe when I leave the valley, I will be able to reach the late stage of a first-level fighter!"

Constantly exercising, fighting, and having physical potions to replenish energy at any time, Mo Qing's strength is now in a stage of rapid progress.

After six years of silence, it was finally exchanged for the awakening of today's genius.

"Uh-huh, footsteps!"

Mo Qing suddenly heard the sound of footsteps not far away.

This sound is very rare in the abandoned valley, especially in the area where Mo Qing came, it is rugged and feasible, and basically no one has come, otherwise the twins of the waterhole and Dilian would have been discovered a long time ago.

Now someone is coming, and this is the first time in these days!

Mo Qing hurriedly turned around, looked at the place where people came, and didn't worry about anything in his heart, everyone is a child of the Mo family, and they usually greet each other after seeing it.

But when he saw the two people approaching, Mo Qing was suddenly shocked.

The comer is not good!

Mo Huai and Zhou Huan, after seeing Mo Qing, their eyes showed excitement, and they ran over quickly, as if the two wolves had seen their prey.

Mo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, things would not be so coincidental, Zhou Huan was the person he wanted to kill, he must be looking for revenge, and Mo Huai was also at odds with him, these two people came together, and they obviously came for themselves.

This should, be tracked!

What do they want to do!

Mo Qing stood a little steady, took a deep breath, and did not take the initiative to speak, but coldly stared at the two people who had come to five meters in front of him.

Zhou Huan was still worried that Mo Qing would escape, but seeing that Mo Qing was not moving now, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and after coming to Mo Qing, he first looked up and down, and then said: "Mo Qing, I don't know if you are really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid? Don't you know what we are doing here?"

Mo Huai didn't open his mouth next to him, his fat face was raised, and his hands were behind his back, as if a master was facing an opponent who was not worth mentioning.

Mo Qing didn't pay attention to this pretending guy, but smiled at Zhou Huan: "Zhou Huan, some people always don't remember their surnames, have you forgotten last time?"

Zhou Huan's face changed, the last time Mo Qing almost killed him, this matter, Zhou Huan always deliberately forgets, it was a lingering nightmare, and it was also the reason why Zhou Huan must kill Mo Qing.

But as soon as he thought that there was Mo Huai, a second-level boxer behind him, Zhou Huan's confidence in his heart was immediately enough, and he said to Mo Qing: "Mo Qing, don't be too arrogant, if you want to put me to death, I won't be restrained, and I won't talk nonsense with you today, tell you, from now on, the Mo family will not have you as a person!"

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Mo Qing didn't care about Zhou Huan at all, this person had been defeated in his own hands before, and now it was even more impossible to pose a threat to himself.

Zhou Huan was not stupid, and glanced at Mo Qing, "Of course it's not me, it's Young Master Mo Huai, a second-level boxer!

was praised by Zhou Huan, Mo Huai looked at Mo Qing with satisfaction, feeling that his master style had been established, and pretended to be an old man: "Mo Qing! ”

"What are you going to do?"

"It's very simple, Mo Qing, you don't have anything to do with it except for meteorites, but I see that you look like this, it doesn't seem that you can hand over the meteorite casually, if you insist on not handing it over, then you will pay for it with your life!"

"Just you?"

Mo Qing glanced at Mo Huai with disdain, this person is different from himself, his qualifications are not good, not bad, but after so many years of cultivation he is a second-level boxer, not just a matter of qualifications, but his motivation is not at all, if Mo Qing looks down on the three generations of disciples, it is probably Mo Huai.

But no matter what, Mo Huai is now a second-level boxer, and Mo Qing's sarcasm made Mo Huai's face unbearable, and his face changed: "Mo Qing! What qualifications do you have to talk like this? A trainee boxer actually dares to be rampant with me! Do you think that if you have the same surname as me, I won't dare to do anything to you!"

"Mo Huai, don't be ashamed, I also know that you have the courage to find me today, and you want to kill me and kill each other, then don't blame me for being polite, you want me to die!

Mo Qing's face turned cold as he spoke, and he took a step forward with his hands clenched into fists.

Maybe it was because of the cold breath in his body, when Mo Qing was killed, the temperature of the surrounding air was dropping, although he was still three or four meters away from Mo Huai, but Mo Huai felt a cold rush to his face, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The footsteps couldn't help but take a step back, and Mo Huai felt that Mo Qing on the other side suddenly became terrifying.

But after all, he was a second-level boxer, and he felt very faceless when he was photographed by Mo Qing's momentum, and snorted coldly: "Pretend, Zhou Huan, you go first, try this guy's bottom line!"

Zhou Huan originally planned to watch Mo Huai and Mo Qing fight, but he didn't expect Mo Huai to let him go first, and suddenly had a bitter face: "Young Master Mo Huai, I am not his opponent!"

"Waste! What are you afraid of with me here! He can still be a second-level fighter! Rest assured, I will naturally come to help you when it is dangerous. ”

Hearing Mo Huai's assurance, Zhou Huancai took a step forward with some reluctance, and said slowly: "Well, you have to look carefully, maybe I won't be able to hold on for too long, maybe this kid will really kill people." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm here, no problem!"

Mo Huai is still maintaining his master's demeanor and bearing, deliberately not making the first move, on the surface he looks disdainful, but in fact, in his heart, he doesn't have too much certainty, Mo Qing, this kid, seems to have changed a person.

Zhou Huan was repeatedly urged by Mo Huai, and finally came to two meters in front of Mo Qing, and said boldly: "Mo Qing, I accidentally lost to you last time, and this time it will definitely not be!"

"Really, then you can have no regrets this time!"

Before Mo Qing's words fell, the person had already moved, his body jumped forward, and his right fist was raised high, with a fierce momentum! It seemed that the strength of the whole body was poured into this punch, and it smashed at Zhou Huan!

Zhou Huan's original speed and strength were a little stronger than Mo Qing's, but his psychology was a little afraid of Mo Qing, and when he saw Mo Qing attacking with all his strength, he was suddenly a little timid, and he didn't dare to fight back, and he was ready to defend against this move first.

With his left hand raised, he wore a metal arm guard, trying to resist Mo Qing's punch.

Mo Qing's punch was not a false move, it did hit Zhou Huan's metal armguard.

Mo Huai stood behind Zhou Huan, seeing Zhou Huan resisting Mo Qing's punch, with a contemptuous expression on his face, although Mo Qing's performance was a little unexpected, but he was not his opponent, there was no suspense in this battle.

"Ugh!"

A sound that seemed to come from the depths of his throat, Zhou Huan hunched his waist like a prawn, and from the angle of Mohuai, Zhou Huan's back waist was a little strangely bulging!

That's like!

It seemed to have been hit to the abdomen by Mo Qing's fierce knee, so there was such an obvious bulge in the lower back!

The bones may all be broken!

Mohuai's eyes almost didn't fall out of their sockets!

Isn't he throwing a punch? When and when did he get this knee?

Whether he believed it or not, Zhou Huan's body slowly slipped in front of him, and as Zhou Huan's body fell, Mo Huai's cold face appeared in front of Mo Huai's eyes, his eyes stared at Mo Huai, and the hairs on Mo Huai's face were a little erect due to the impact of a cold air!