King of Assassins

A ray of gray light filtered through the thick curtains, and it was already dawn outside.

The woman was still sleeping, not snoring, but her breathing was a little heavy.

After all the makeup was washed off, my face was very fair, except for the fine lines at the corners of my eyes. The breath you exhale also has a tone. After all, she is a thirty-year-old woman, and her body functions have begun to decline.

Fortunately, Yao Min is beautiful and can take care of it. The key is to have a good foundation and be able to maintain a good condition after working in nightclubs for a long time.

Especially the skin is white and smooth, and it needs more boiling water.

Gao Xuan gently stroked Yao Min's smooth back. In fact, Yao Min was in much better condition than him. His body was severely eroded by alcohol.

Last night, Yao Min was forced to use his mental strength, and then he killed Yao Min, throwing away his armor and defeat.

Gao Xuan was also very tired. He slept for six hours before he felt better.

Such a weak body is not as good as his condition when he was seven or eight years old. This made him miss his golden body even more.

The unprecedented weakness of the body also makes the body look so turbid. The two of them were sweating and rolling together, panting violently, trying with all their strength to get pleasure and warmth from each other.

This is something Gao Xuan has never felt before.

From a process perspective, this kind of intercourse is simply inferior. But there was no difference in the results.

Even though there are huge differences in life levels between the golden strong Gao Xuan and the weak mortal Gao Xuan, there is no difference in their cores.

Gao Xuan found it interesting to experience ordinary life. The only problem is that the initiative is not in his hands, but in the Nine Turns Divine Cicada.

He doesn't have any say in this game. This is where the real trouble begins.

Perhaps because he was woken up by Gao Xuan's touch, Yao Min turned around and looked at Gao Xuan in a daze: "Why, old guy, are you okay?"

"If you're still not convinced, then give it a try."

Gao Xuan is actually a little tired, but he has strong mental strength and can always come again if he wants.

After a great battle, Yao Min was as soft as clay and smiled happily, with a look of satisfaction on his fair face.

"The old guy is quite fierce..."

Yao Min stayed in bed for a while,

Still getting up from the bed, "You have to go to work, I'll buy you breakfast."

Yao Min went downstairs and bought soy milk, fried dough sticks and meat buns for Gao Xuan. Gao Xuan went downstairs after eating and drinking, and Yao Min continued to catch up on his sleep.

When I came out of Yao Min's house, the sun was already shining brightly outside.

Gao Xuan bought a shared bicycle and rode it to the Feihu Boxing Gym. It happened to be ten o'clock.

Gao Xuan went to the locker room, took a shower and changed clothes, then strolled slowly to the boxing gym hall.

Several professional boxers are practicing physical fitness under the guidance of physical coaches, and they are all sweating profusely.

There is no extraordinary power in this world. A boxer must first have a strong body.

Once the boxer's body is in shape and the musculoskeletal condition is checked, the boxer's future can basically be determined.

Of course, there are also a few who are extremely talented, have keen fighting awareness, better skills, and can survive even if they are slightly in poor health.

Normally, there won’t be much difference in physical condition between boxers.

Several strong young boxers with beautiful muscle lines and moist and shiny skin. That vigorous vitality radiates outward wantonly.

Gao Xuan also lamented that if his body was twenty years younger, he could easily become the world's number one.

Now, the situation is a bit difficult.

With his powerful mental power, Gao Xuan can stimulate cell regeneration in the body, control hormone secretion, and reshape the body according to his ideas.

Give him a certain amount of time and he should be able to do this.

The key question is, does he need to do this?

The rise of a forty-year-old boxer is completely contrary to the natural physiological laws of human beings. When he becomes famous, he will have to face countless doubts and inspections.

Even if he can deal with these problems, what if he gets first place?

It's been a day since Gao Xuan came to this world, and Gao Xuan still hasn't figured out where to go next.

Gao Xuan was a little confused. No matter what he did, he had a clear goal and a detailed plan.

He was not used to this situation.

Yu Xiaoming, who was training, glanced at Gao Xuan from time to time with a rather fierce look in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the break in training, boxer He Zhian, who was training with Yu Xiaoming, asked somewhat puzzledly: "What grudge do you have against Lao Gao? You always use force against him."

Yu Xiaoming snorted: "My uncle Yu Guang was also a boxer before. His left leg was broken by Gao Xuan more than ten years ago. After the injury, he couldn't use his leg anymore. He had no choice but to quit boxing."

"oh."

He Zhian nodded. Although he didn't think Gao Xuan was at fault, it was understandable that Yu Xiaoming would also find trouble with Gao Xuan.

He Zhian advised: "Lao Gao used to do well and has many friends in the circle. If you want to have a good fight, don't be angry with him. If you really beat him up, your life will be ruined."

Boxers practice boxing to compete in the ring, not to bully ordinary people.

Gao Xuan is an old man in the world, and Yu Xiaoming is so impulsive. If Gao Xuan were to take advantage of him, his life might be over.

Yu Xiaoming is more impulsive, but he is not a bad person. The individual ability is also very strong. Boxing gyms also need fighters like this when they go out to compete.

Yu Xiaoming said nonchalantly: "He is an old bastard, what can he do to me."

Seeing Yu Xiaoming like this, He Zhian didn't bother to say more. He's not his own son, so he would annoy others if he talks too much.

Gao Xuan, the sparring partner, had nothing to do in the morning, so he helped organize the equipment, and then he was able to get by all morning.

There is a boxing gym that provides meals at noon. The taste is average but the nutrition is very balanced.

In the afternoon, the coach arranged for Gao Xuan to serve as a boxing target for He Zhian. The coach and Gao Xuan are also acquaintances, and he doesn't want Gao Xuan to conflict with Yu Xiaoming.

In fact, the work of sparring is very intensive. Gao Xuan is older, but he weighs 20 kilograms more than these boxers, and he has been training for many years, so he is more than enough.

Gao Xuan was just dawdling, his fighting skills were better than the coach's, he was just too lazy to talk. He likes to drink on weekdays, so the boxing gym doesn't trust him as a coach.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Gao Xuan was already sitting and waiting to get off work.

In the octagonal cage, two boxers are simulating actual combat. Although they were simulating, both of them were very serious, and He Zhian's face was bruised and swollen.

Yu Xiaoming is physically stronger and more explosive. Technically he was also good, always suppressing He Zhian.

After three rounds, the coach stopped. He Zhian is not in good condition. After all, he is thirty years old, and he is far behind Yu Xiaoming, who is at his peak at twenty-five or six.

Yu Xiaoming was in good condition. When he saw Gao Xuan sitting outside, he couldn't help but point his finger at Gao Xuan: "Lao Gao, aren't you known as a tiger? Come and have fun."

As soon as he said this, he attracted the attention of a group of people around him.

This professional boxing gym is actually sponsored by the Feihu fitness brand, in order to allow boxers to increase Feihu's reputation.

The boxing gym is full of professionals. As soon as they hear Yu Xiaoming's tone, they know what he is going to do. Everyone here also knows Gao Xuan and his previous brilliant achievements.

Everyone was very interested when they saw Yu Xiaoming challenging Gao Xuan.

The coach hesitated and said nothing. Yu Xiaoming always competes with Gao Xuan, which is very troublesome. It would be best if both sides could resolve it in the ring.

If Gao Xuan knew he couldn't beat him, then he would give in. Now that Yu Xiaoming is the main force in the boxing gym, of course he has to take care of Yu Xiaoming's emotions.

Lao Fei didn't come today because he had something to do. Everyone else felt that Gao Xuan was just messing around all day long, and their impression of him was not very good. There was no one to smooth things over for Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan replied calmly: "There is a twenty kilogram difference in weight between you and me. If you fight me, aren't you looking for abuse?"

Gao Xuan is 1.88 meters tall and weighs 100 kilograms due to his fatness.

Yu Xiaoming weighs less than 80 kilograms, and there is a big difference in weight between the two parties.

Normally, it would be impossible to fight with such a big weight difference.

Yu Xiaoming didn't care: "Come on, I promise I won't beat you to death."

This sounds crazy, but as a legitimate boxer, Yu Xiaoming has the capital to be crazy.

Gao Xuan didn't hesitate, he strode to the octagonal cage. The coach silently handed Gao Xuan a pair of 4-ounce standard split-finger gloves.

"You can really rest assured that you are not afraid that I will beat the shit out of your apprentice."

Gao Xuan joked, and the coach waved his hands helplessly, indicating that he couldn't control the matter.

Gao Xuan put on his gloves and walked into the Octagon. Opposite him, Yu Xiaoming couldn't wait. He jumped back and forth lightly, "Let's get started."

The coach glanced at Gao Xuan and then nodded: "Start."

Yu Xiaoming shouted arrogantly, but was very cautious in his actual actions. He tentatively circled Gao Xuan.

After all, Gao Xuan is five or six centimeters taller than him and weighs twenty kilograms more. There is also the advantage of arm length. Standing opposite him like this, Gao Xuan put great pressure on him.

Gao Xuan also held the boxing frame to protect his face. Although the opponent was weak, his body reaction was too slow and he could not be too aggressive.

After half a circle, Yu Xiaoming became impatient, so he rushed forward and carefully tested the opponent with his jab.

However, Gao Xuan suddenly took a step forward in response to the jab. Feeling that it was wrong for Xiaoming, he hurriedly retreated to protect him. Gao Xuan's powerful uppercut penetrated the gap between Xiaoming's fists and hit him on the chin.

For a boxer, the chin is the most dangerous place. Once hit, the battle is basically over.

In fact, Yu Xiaoming's chin was tightened very tightly, and Gao Xuan's punch was accurate and hard, giving Yu Xiaoming no chance at all.

Gao Xuan doesn't need to strengthen his body. His strong mental strength allows him to think and react very quickly. Although the body can't synchronize, it doesn't affect Qiu Cai.

As soon as Yu Xiaoming's shoulders moved, he judged Xiaoming's next move. It couldn't be easier to deal with Yu Xiaoming.

Yu Xiaoming's small body could not withstand such a heavy blow. His eyes rolled up on the spot and he fell straight to the floor.

The coach jumped, and he hurriedly ran over to protect Yu Xiaoming, fearing that Gao Xuan would make a punch.

The other onlookers were also stunned. They all knew that Gao Xuan was very good at fighting before. But, that was a long time ago after all. They have no clear idea of ​​Gao Xuanduo's ability to fight.

Today Gao Xuan ended the game with one punch. It's obvious that this is not a trick.

Looking at Gao Xuan again, everyone's eyes were filled with awe.

A place like the boxing gym is the simplest. As long as you can fight, you can earn respect.

Gao Xuan waved to everyone smartly, then he approached the coach and asked with concern: "How is this kid? Did he wet his pants?"

The coach was speechless, this guy was really talkative.

Yu Xiaoming, who had just woken up in a daze, also heard these words, and his face turned red with embarrassment.