My Genes Evolve Infinitely

Chapter 8 As expected of my brother!

On the ring, Lu Yuan and Xiaohu stood opposite each other.

Flammin below patted the ring:

"start!"

The two looked at each other, Xiaohu scratched his head, and said with a naive smile:

"You go first."

The audience below also booed:

"Come on, sissy! Come on! This is your only chance!"

"Yes, give Xiaohu a punch! This is the dignity of a man! Prove that you are not a bitch at least!"

"..."

Lu Yuan on the stage grinned and stepped out using military boxing skills.

The physical strength accumulated by the gene chain exploded and sprinted to the front of Xiaohu at an extremely fast speed.

He twisted his waist and waved his arms, punching out a punch, hitting Xiaohu's chest directly.

The fist wind whistled.

Xiaohu felt Lu Yuan's fist style, and the naive smile on his face froze.

He pressed his hands down sharply, blocking Lu Yuan's fist.

boom!

Xiaohu was punched on his chest with both hands, his face changed, his body retreated again and again, and he almost fell out of the ring.

The severe pain made Xiaohu's complexion change, a little pale.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan in shock, but didn't speak for a long time.

The laughter from below also stopped abruptly. Everyone looked at Lu Yuan who was turning his wrists, and then at Xiao Hu who was covering his chest, and looked at each other in dismay.

"This...the power of this bean sprout is so great?"

"Fake, right? This sissy has such speed? That fist style... something."

"..."

At this moment, Fleming grinned and said:

"Xiaohu, forgot to mention, this kid is a genetic warrior. If you don't want to be beaten and lie in bed, Xiaohu, you should show some strength."

Xiaohu: "????"

He looked at the smiling Fleming with a bewildered face, and he wanted to cry without tears:

"Gene Warrior?! Brother Ming, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Others also showed surprised expressions, and their eyes changed when they looked at Lu Yuan.

"It turned out to be a genetic warrior... No wonder."

"If a gene warrior has such power, it is understandable."

You must know that the number of genetic warriors is very small, and it is even rarer in such slums.

Seeing a genetic warrior here is as rare as seeing a giant panda.

Everyone watching the game looked at Lu Ze with curious expressions.

Lu Yuan looked at the little tiger who rubbed his chest, his expression gradually changed, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, if I beat you down, I won't pay for the medical bills."

Xiaohu grinned: "Bean sprouts, I underestimate you. But you shouldn't be a very powerful gene warrior, right? This power is not stronger than me."

He said, a sprint, rushed to Lu Yuan.

"Then I'll show you the difference in skills!"

Fists, feet, elbows, knees... Every part of Xiaohu seemed to be transformed into a weapon, launching a stormy attack on Luyuan.

Lu Yuan hadn't fought much the day before.

Although he had learned military boxing for a day, his actual combat experience was almost zero. In the face of a stormy attack, his pupils suddenly shrank and he could only keep resisting.

For a while, he stepped back again and again in embarrassment.

Fortunately, after training, his strength has greatly increased, which is similar to Xiaohu who often practices boxing at first glance, and his mental power is probably stronger than Xiaohu's, and he can keenly perceive Xiaohu's attack route.

Although embarrassed and sometimes punched, he managed to resist.

Bang bang bang! !

The dull sound of fists colliding reverberated, and the fierce battle between the two sides attracted the onlookers below to watch.

The battle continued for a while, and Lu Yuan suddenly took a side step to avoid Xiaohu's elbow, and then raised his knee and hit Xiaohu's flank.

Xiaohu's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back.

The onlookers below narrowed their eyes slightly.

"Can you fight back?!"

"Yes, this kid's strength and speed are similar to Xiaohu, but his skills and experience are very different. He has been suppressed by Xiaohu before. How long has it been before he can fight back?"

"Is this the Gene Warrior? It's so perverted!"

Before these onlookers were called Lu Yuan Sissy, Bean Sprouts, as the battle went on, they changed their words and stopped calling them that.

The strength shown by Lu Yuan is enough to make many people look up to him.

Fleming has been paying attention to Lu Yuan. After Lu Yuan's first counterattack, he widened his eyes, grinned, and muttered to himself:

'What a horrible learning ability and adaptability! Is this a natural fighting instinct? ! Plus that terrifying talent. What kind of little monster did Lord Qinghe find? ! This is probably comparable to the direct descendants of the imperial family, right? How can such little monsters appear in the slums? ! Are you kidding me? ? ’

He looked at Lu Yuan's flickering body, his eyes flashing:

'No, I must drag him to my place! I'll go talk to the adults later! ’

As the battle continued, Lu Yuan's counterattack became stronger and stronger.

From being beaten by Xiaohu with his rich experience and skills, gradually, Lu Yuan became more and more proficient in military boxing and began to avoid counterattacks.

Up to now, Xiaohu has attacked Lu Yuan, and Lu Yuan has been able to fight back.

This is undoubtedly a huge improvement.

However, after fighting for a long time, Lu Yuan and Xiaohu's physical strength was almost exhausted.

The two kept breathing, their movements were severely deformed, and the force of the blow became weak.

Seeing this, Fleming said:

"Okay, stop!"

When Xiaohu heard this, he immediately stopped.

The fist in Lu Yuan's hand still swung out, punching Xiaohu in the face.

Xiaohu covered his red and swollen face, widened his eyes, and looked at Lu Yuan:

"Didn't you say stop?!"

Lu Yuan rubbed the redness at the corner of his mouth and grinned in pain, his eyes full of innocence:

"I didn't take it back all of a sudden."

Xiaohu's eyes widened and his mouth opened, with an expression that he wanted to say, but didn't know how to say it.

Framing crossed his chest with his hands and said, "Take a rest, and continue to practice later!"

The corner of Xiaohu's mouth twitched: "Brother Ming, do I still want to practice with him?"

"What's wrong?"

Xiaohu glanced at Lu Yuan and scratched his head speechlessly:

"If you keep practicing, I'm afraid I'll be beaten."

There is no way, Lu Yuan's performance is too outrageous, it has only been a long time, this has been able to fight back.

Give him another afternoon, Xiaohu really has no confidence that he can beat Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan is like a monster in Xiaohu's heart.

Lu Yuan smiled: "It's okay, I won't pay for the medical bills."

"How can this be okay?!"

Xiaohu was dissatisfied.

Fleming patted Xiaohu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will reimburse the medical expenses when the time comes."

Xiaohu glanced at Fleming blankly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and cried:

"I thank you!"

After that, Lu Yuan and Xiaohu rested.

While resting, Lu Yuan used spiritual energy to recover from physical fatigue, and at the same time recalled the inadequacies of the previous battle, and continued to absorb the inadequacies, hoping to go further.

I have to say, Fleming was right.

In actual combat, the improvement of physical skills is indeed great. Compared with him practicing alone, the improvement is much faster.

He felt that it wouldn't take too long, he would be able to completely master the martial arts boxing, and then the martial arts killing sword.

Then, he can enter the land of origin, find the genes that suit him, burn the genes, evolve the genes, and get on the right track.

In the afternoon, Lu Yuan and Xiaohu began to practice against each other again.

This time, there were more onlookers than before.

Everyone looked at the two people in the ring and whispered.

"Really? That bean sprout can actually fight Xiaohu?"

"What bean sprouts?! You want to call me Brother Yuan! Brother Yuan is a genetic warrior! The future is bright, right?!"

"Let's not talk about the future, Brother Yuan is really good. You can see that in the morning, at the beginning, Xiaohu could rely on his rich experience to fight against Brother Yuan, but how long did it take? Brother Yuan started to fight back. This learning ability, can you compare?"

"As expected of a genetic warrior, Brother Yuan is awesome. If Brother Yuan wants to mess around, I wonder if I can worship him as the boss?"

"Didn't you wake up? A dignified genetic warrior, Brother Yuan must not fight monsters in the future? You must not fight strong men of other races? Playing with people like us?"

When everyone heard it, they felt it was reasonable, and they all nodded.

The battle begins again.

The beginning of this time is not like before, Xiaohu can press the land edge to fight.

During the battle, Xiaohu could clearly feel that Lu Yuan's shortcomings were getting fewer and fewer, and his pressure was increasing.

Not long after the fight, sweat appeared on Xiaohu's forehead.

In the morning, Xiaohu attacked four times before Lu Yuan could counterattack once.

Gradually, Xiaohu now attacks three times, and Lu Yuan can counterattack once.

Then, twice.

In the end, the onlookers found that Lu Yuan had been able to fight back and forth with Xiaohu, and it was no longer just a defensive counterattack.

As time went on, what made everyone unbelievable was that Lu Yuan began to suppress Xiaohu's fight.

boom! !

It didn't take long for Lu Yuan to stab him with elbows and knees, causing Xiaohu to retreat again and again. Finally, Lu Yuan seized the opportunity and punched him in the stomach.

Xiaohu's face turned pale, and he fell to the ground clutching his stomach, letting out a low moan.

The atmosphere fell silent.

The air was quiet, and the onlookers below looked at each other in dismay.

"Win... win?!"

"Brother Yuan is awesome! In less than a day, he actually defeated Xiaohu?!"

"As expected of my brother! Too strong!"

The crowd cheered.

The little tiger lying on the ground was full of question marks when he heard the cheers of the crowd.

He glanced at the onlookers below, with a blank look in his eyes.

A little confused about the betrayal of his little friend.

Obviously everyone stayed in a martial arts hall for so long, why?

Why did these bastards defect? !