Golden Greenery

Zhuo Yang knows that the biggest gap between himself and real professional-level fighting masters is his ability to resist fighting. This thing is the result of hard work. No matter how talented you are, you cannot lack the hard work of your muscles and bones day after day.

The master said: If you want to learn to hit others, you must first learn to be beaten!

In fact, a kung fu master's ability to withstand beatings should be ranked before his ability to attack. Being able to withstand beatings is considered a good kung fu master. The top masters in the fighting world all have strong muscles and a thick layer of subcutaneous fat. Their necks are as thick as their heads, and the trapezius and levator scapulae muscles on the back of their necks are simply piers.

That's all Zhuoyang is missing, and he doesn't need to polish his ability to fight, because he is a professional player, not a fighter.

Cen Duo doesn't have Tyson's body type. He has the standard figure of an ordinary strong middle-aged man, but Zhuo Yang is already very sure that both the strength and speed of his punches are definitely at the level of a professional boxer.

As long as he touches a vital part, a firm blow, Zhuo Yang will definitely lie down, and he knows this very well.

Therefore, he will never be a fool in front of masters. The only way to win is to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses. This is a gym, there are not too many clutter, otherwise Zhuoyang would have too many weapons available.

Use a fire extinguisher to spray Cen Duo like a rat that just stole flour, and then give him a wedge on the forehead. The fire extinguisher was deflated, but Cen Duo still stood up vigorously.

Zhuo Yang knows that he can't resist beatings, but you are too damn able to resist beatings!

Boss, would you please lie down? I will never hit you when you lie down. Look at you, you are out of shape, why should you hit you?

The cat and mouse fight finally woke up the administrator, Mr. Pablo Perez, who was drowsy in the sun outside the door. He ran in in a panic to start a fight.

"Mr. Zhuo Yang, Mr. Cen Duo, what are you talking about? If you have anything to say, why don't you say it well...!"

After being hit on the head by Cen Duo, Perez let out a strange cry from his throat and fell limply, lying on the ground with his hands and feet twitching.

good chance!

Zhuoyang didn't care about Perez, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Taking advantage of the moment when Cen Duo turned around to hit someone, he kicked out his legs like a steel whip.

Cen Duo was hit on the outside of his left knee and left rib like lightning, and then Zhuoyang jumped up with his left leg and struck him hard in the head.

There's nothing to say about "Ku Tom" falling down. Zhuo Yang was so violent these times that even a cow would definitely be kicked over.

No matter how fierce Cen Duo is, he can't be stronger than Tyson. Zhuo Yang believed that even if Tyson hit him these few times, it would be enough for him.

Seeing that Cen Duo was lying on the ground without making any sound, Zhuo Yang let out a sigh of relief and said, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" It's so hard for me.

If it were in the ring in the rope circle, Zhuo Yang would have been KO'd by Cen Duo 200 times. If it were in the iron cage of a black boxing match, Zhuo Yang would be beaten flat and then rounded by Cen Duo, and his blood would have run cold by now.

But Zhuoyang cleverly used all available terrain and tools to make up for the huge gap between the two, and finally counterattacked after exploiting his strengths and avoiding weaknesses.

Knocking down a professional-level boxing master in a counterattack was enough for Zhuoyang to be praised for half his life. This is equivalent to a county football player winning 5:0 one-on-one with the national team.

It seemed that he had won a complete victory, but Zhuoyang was so tired that he almost collapsed. Fighting was always the most physically demanding thing, not to mention that he had already conducted high-intensity training for more than two hours before this.

Zhuo Yang walked to Cen Duo who was lying on the ground.

I was debating whether to ask the club's security department to handle it, or to call Lafayette directly to inform him.

‘Biao~! ’

Cen Duo suddenly jumped up straight from the ground again, as crisp and direct as a spring, as fantasy as a corpse.

Zhuo Yang couldn't believe his eyes. At this moment, he seriously doubted that Miguel Zendo was the latest high-precision robot developed by a large country.

The human body cannot be so durable...

Just punch and hit!

Zhuo Yang was stunned by Cen Duo's unbeatable Xiaoqiang. He was caught off guard and hit hard on both ribs by uppercuts, one on the left and one on the right. There was a sudden thrashing, and even his breath was held.

Another heavy punch hit the side of Zhuo Yang's cheek. Immediately, his vision went dark, he was spinning and fell on his back.

Zhuo Yang tasted the power of professional-level punches for the first time, three times in a row.

Lying on the ground, Zhuo Yang's eyes couldn't focus at all, and his hands and feet were limp and uncontrollable.

That's not bad. It's not unusual at all for an ordinary person to be killed on the spot by a boxer's punch.

He vaguely saw Cen Duo's figure rushing towards him, and his fist seemed to be raised again.

If you don't resist, you will be beaten to death.

In desperation, Zhuo Yang's anger sank into his dantian, and his dark energy suddenly came out. He stirred his legs with the energy from the bottom of the box, blocking Cen Duo's falling fist completely by feeling, and then clamped his neck, waist and abdomen with two dragon coiling pillars. He threw Cen Duo away with force.

When Zhuoyang struggled to hold on to the equipment next to him and stood up, Cen Duo pounced on him again as expected.

No more giving in, no more dodging!

Zhuo Yang and Cen Duo attacked each other fiercely like two red-eyed wolves.

After deflecting Cen Duo's straight punch and catching his uppercut with a tight lower abdomen, Zhuo Yang's forehead suddenly hit the bridge of Cen Duo's nose, then he raised his shoulders and hit Cen Duo's jaw with his elbow.

Before Cen Duo fell on his back, he still put his left fist on Zhuoyang's head.

They both fell to the ground at the same time.

Zhuoyang couldn't stand up anymore. The previous fight had used up all his strength. He could no longer see anything clearly. Even Cen Duo, who was standing up unsteadily, was surrounded by four or five figures on top of the mountains.

Zhuoyang couldn't even lift his arms. He could only lie softly on the ground and let Cen Duo come over and give him old punches.

Will I be beaten to death?

I'm dead, how sad Kou Kou must be! Dad, mom, and sister, how sad they are!

"stop--!!"

With a loud shout, seven club staff members ran in from the door, including cleaners, cooks, electricians, gardeners...

Seven enthusiastic employees who acted bravely for justice lined up in a long formation and ran over. Everyone's face was filled with the light of justice that punished evil and promoted good.

Cen Duo swung his fist, and the cleaner who was first in line fell sideways with a "cluck~" sound.

'boom! boom! boom! ’Three punches.

The cook, electrician, and gardener fell out one after another.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Cen Duo swung seven times, and the plumber was the last one to fall down. All seven people lay on the ground, and the whole family was neatly arranged.

Zhuo Yang: "..."

Pablo Perez, the brave gym manager, stood up unsteadily. The Madrid sunshine shone on his stubborn face through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. Mr. Perez was like an Arhat illuminated by the Buddha's light.

"You...stop! Don't..."

boom!

‘Click’! Perez and seven other enthusiastic employees collapsed together, just enough to squeeze in a table.

Miguel Zendo turned around and stared at Zhuoyang lying on the ground with his blood-red eyes. His colorful face looked like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

Cen Duo walked towards Zhuoyang step by step.

"Zhuoyang, go to hell!"