Odd Containment Specialist

After learning how to make wind blade bullets and thunder guns, Xia Shou took time out the next day to let Su Weiyu accompany him to shoot a day of video. On the last day, he continued to train and work as usual in the Control Bureau to ensure that the video he shot was detailed, but there was no substantial discovery.

Even during combat training, he deliberately reduced his combat effectiveness so as to pass the wrong information to the client.

Xia Shou lightly shook the sparring partner on the ring. Su Weiyu sat down with a camera and filmed, asking while filming: "You have been suspected. If you film so carefully, will they really think you are Xia Shou?"

"At this time, concealment is admitting. It is better to forge a new identity and let them think that I am an employee of the Jiangbo City Control Bureau, or simply in the same department as Xia Shou, or an intelligence expert with a wide network of contacts."

Xia Shou answered while lightly punching, and his fist just brushed the opponent's chin, knocking out the warrior in front of him whose name he did not know.

At his current level, ordinary fighters are no match for him. The coach began to arrange for him to practice idealistic martial arts. On the one hand, it was to feed the scorpion spine parasitic on Xia Shou with special combat experience, and on the other hand, it was to let those fighters feel a different kind of combat.

"Not bad, the movements look very natural."

A calm voice came from under the ring. Shangguan Yan, wearing a black long windbreaker, walked over with a slender, strong and slim masked ninja.

Could it be Fatty? But he is about to go on a mission, why is he still so thin?

"I'm so anxious to knock you, are you too handsome to recognize me?" The masked ninja made a Goro voice.

Xia Shou frowned, picked up the towel on the corner post, leaned on the rope fence, stared at the ninja in front of him with an extremely good figure, and questioned: "Fat brother, if you do this, won't you become too thin later?"

"Please, are you concerned about this? I dare to do this because I am fully prepared. I burned fat and muscle to fight before, but it was just my non-serious mode. This time I will be serious." Wuyin Goro explained seriously.

"Don't look at Goro like this, he is now 100 kilograms, and the viscosity of his blood and the weight of his internal organs are different from those of ordinary people." Shangguan Yan gracefully climbed over the rope fence and walked onto the ring, "Xiao Xia, let me practice with you."

After that, Shangguan Yan took off his windbreaker and hung it on the corner post.

As Shangguan Yan walked onto the ring, other students in the training ground stopped their training and swarmed over like a school of fish seeing bait. The coaches had no intention of stopping them this time, but followed them to the stage.

This scene made Xia Shou a little nervous.

Shangguan Yan took off her coat, and her figure was slim. There was no sign of exercise at all. Instead, she looked like a model on a catwalk. No one would think she could fight.

Some body organs that are usually a killer of charm for women are a complete burden in hand-to-hand combat.

Apart from using superpowers, Xia Shou couldn't think of any bargaining chips that Shangguan Yan could use to compete with him.

"Minister, if you use superpowers, it would be a bit bullying." Xia Shou said.

The coach standing in the corner of the ring as a referee silently turned over, and before leaving, he reminded Xia Shou with a gloating look: "Your minister had a nickname when he was the last one."

"What nickname?" Xia Shou had a bad feeling.

Several coaches in the audience chuckled, but no one responded.

Shangguan Yan said herself: "It's too ugly, but nicknames are like this. Only those passed on by others count, and no one cares about those you choose yourself. I remember that nickname was Tomahawk King Kong."

Tomahawk King Kong?

It doesn't match her appearance at all.

But Xia Shou had heard someone say that naming can be wrong, but nicknames can't be wrong.

There should be a reason for the name of Tomahawk King Kong.

"Don't be nervous, it's just that once when I was on a mission with a member of the department, he helped me block the attack when I was attacked by surprise. He was seriously injured and took half a month to recover, and his work progress fell behind.

So since then, when I go out to work with my subordinates, we will have a discussion to avoid such self-indulgent things happening again."

Shangguan Yan joked.

"Come on, let you make the first move."

Xia Shou glanced at the ring. Su Weiyu was holding a camera and shooting intently, while Wuyin Goro next to him was covering his mouth and laughing, looking gloating, which made Xia Shou have a bad premonition.

"Hurry up, everyone is waiting to see." Shangguan Yan urged slowly.

Xia Shou took a deep breath and didn't care.

Use all your senses first and test it lightly!

Xia Shou bent down and swooped down, his right fist attacking Shangguan Yan's chin from bottom to top. With the extreme sensory speed, everything around him slowed down in his eyes, including the sound, wind, and the speed of Shangguan Yan's eyeballs.

Her eyes stared down at his fist, which made Xia Shou secretly shocked.

Although he had guessed it long ago, he didn't expect the minister's reaction speed to be so fast, completely inhuman!

It seems that she will dodge, so he will hit her chest with his elbow after she dodges. Although it is a bit uncivilized to use such a deadly killing move on a woman, it is another matter for the minister.

Xia Shou's fist was only a few centimeters away from Shangguan Yan's chin, but Xia Shou found that Shangguan Yan still had no intention of dodging.

This is definitely not impossible to dodge. Could it be that he wanted to dodge at the last moment and disrupt his offensive rhythm?

While thinking, Xia Shou's fist had already hit Shangguan Yan's chin.

At the moment of the hit, two words flashed through Xia Shou's mind - it's over!

He didn't hold back his strength at all. The punch that mobilized all the muscles in his body was enough to shatter the mandible of an ordinary person and break the cervical vertebrae. An ordinary person would definitely die.

But this subconscious judgment only lasted for a moment, because the touch feedback from the fist was very wrong. His punch knocked Shangguan Yan's feet off the ground.

But this kind of knock-off was different from the normal knock-off. The angle of Shangguan Yan's head and neck did not change at all, and the posture and movement of his body did not change at all. It was as if Xia Shou's punch was not hitting a living person, but a punch on an iron-cast human figure!

Knocking the iron man off the ground can only prove that he is strong, but it will not cause any damage to the steel.

Shangguan Yan landed steadily on his feet, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of good-natured mockery.

"It's a nice punch." Shangguan Yan smiled, and as he spoke, he threw a right hook like lightning!

Damn!

Before Xia Shou's brain could react, the scorpion spine's survival instinct had already commanded him to push off the ground with both feet and pull away.

He was not hit, but his clothes were cut, leaving a one-millimeter-deep wound on his chest.

Idealistic martial arts?

Was he swept by the wind of the fist?

But he didn't even feel the vibration of the air!