Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 127 - 51: Wen Lei (2)
"Sister Qi." Wen Lei spoke up:
"It's just a small matter, it made things a bit unpleasant. Actually, it's nothing to do with him, it's my own problem, just a bit of pride I can't set aside."
"Then you'd better be careful." Sister Qi took a drag of her cigarette, squinting:
"Once you get involved with Old Hu, he's like a stubborn piece of clingwrap you can't get rid of. His ex-girlfriend got hospitalized right after breaking up with him."
"So don't provoke him."
"This..." Wen Lei frowned. She really didn't know about Old Hu's past:
"I'll keep my distance from him from now on."
"Hmm." Sister Qi exhaled smoke:
"Old Hu generally acts normal, but he actually has a very serious violent tendency. It's best to have your friend concede early, otherwise, if things escalate... it won't be good for anyone."
"Ah!" This time Wen Lei was truly a bit flustered:
"No way?"
"Sister Qi, can you... can you make them stop now?"
"It's too late." Sister Qi looked over in slight surprise:
"Leilei, it seems you really care about that person, are you, perhaps, interested in him?"
"Sister Qi." Wen Lei said anxiously:
"This is not the time for jokes, please think of a way. If something goes wrong, I... I really don't know what to do."
"Hmm." Sister Qi looked down, thought for a moment, and waved towards the crowd:
"Xiao Fu!"
"Sister Qi."
Despite Xiao Fu's diminutive-sounding name, he's anything but small, standing over 1.9 meters tall, his physique robust and face exuding Evil Qi.
He's the type who you can tell isn't to be messed with from a glance.
Sister Qi gestured:
"What do you think of those two on the stage?"
"What's there to think." Xiao Fu laughed:
"Old Hu is a professional fighter, the two aren't in the same weight class, that person can't avoid a beating, it just depends on how hard Old Hu feels like hitting him."
"No... can't be." Wen Lei stammered:
"I've seen Fang Zheng in action, he's pretty formidable, even three or five people are no match for him."
"Is that so?" Xiao Fu was taken aback and looked at the stage seriously again, his eyes contemplative: 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
"If that's true, maybe it won't be impossible for a match. Old Hu has spent years at the gym making his muscles overly rigid."
"If that guy has flexible body technique, he might have a chance."
But the chances aren't great.
Old Hu isn't just a professional boxer, he's a heavyweight. Those three words 'heavyweight' aren't just for show.
"How so?" Sister Qi asked with some curiosity:
"Does gym training actually affect boxing?"
"Of course." Xiao Fu nodded:
"Boxers use Whole Strength when they strike, their whole body muscle works as a unit. Gym training focuses on local muscle groups, and although gym muscles are large, the strength between each part isn't cohesive, which makes moves look stiff."
"Of course..."
"This only applies to professional fighters; ordinary people wouldn't notice the difference."
"I see!" Sister Qi nodded, showing understanding, and said:
"Stay close to the ring later, and intervene if things look bad. You know Old Hu's temper, don't let him lose control."
"This..." Xiao Fu frowned:
"Alright!"
......
On the ring.
"Kid."
Old Hu was loosening his muscles, putting on his helmet and gloves, grinning as he looked over:
"Remember to surrender loudly later, I'm afraid I might not hear you."
"Is that so." Fang Zheng noncommittally assessed his opponent up and down:
"Were you a professional fighter before?"
"That's right."
Old Hu bounced on the spot, limbering up:
"Unfortunately, during a fight, I used too much force and almost caused a fatality, got my spot revoked. Just your bad luck today, kid."
"I see." Fang Zheng nodded knowingly:
"Actually, I'm quite interested in boxing too. I've heard you guys train tendons instead of strength, and there's a saying that a tendon lengthens an inch and the strength increases a thousand pounds."
"Oh!" Old Hu straightened up, showing a bit more seriousness on his face:
"You practice martial arts too?"
"Muay Thai?"
"Taekwondo?"
"No." Fang Zheng shook his head:
"I practice Traditional Martial Arts."
"Traditional Martial Arts?" Old Hu chuckled, feeling relieved:
"Tai Chi?"
"Xingyi." Fang Zheng reached out and formed the Three-Body Form:
"Please!"
"Yo!" Someone laughed from below the stage:
"This stance, like the hero Huo Yuanjia!"
"What Huo Yuanjia, didn't you hear he practices Xingyi Fist?"
"Are there still people who practice Traditional Martial Arts these days?"
"The stance looks good but it's useless unless the punch lands on your opponent."
"Heh..." Old Hu shook his head at this, then his face tensed, his eyes emitting Evil Qi, and he lunged forward.
His steps weren't large, but they were quick, clearly showing his fundamental skills were intact.
Stepping,
A punching charge!
Power rose from the ground, twisting the waist to swing the fist, the large fist coupled with the boxing gloves was the size of a human head, further obscuring the opponent's view.
Below, Xiao Fu's brows furrowed.
Old Hu wasn't holding back!
Ordinary people often lack comprehension of a professional boxer's power, in reality, a heavyweight boxer can easily kill a person with a punch.
Not to mention ordinary people.
Even professional athletes have a great chance of losing consciousness from just one punch.
This is no joke.
"Swish!"
The silhouettes in the ring moved, and nobody saw what Fang Zheng did. They only saw Old Hu charging forward suddenly lose his balance and fall forward onto the ground.
"Reserve three parts of your strength, you were too forceful."
Fang Zheng turned around, looking at Old Hu on the ground, he said seriously:
"You are not my match."
After all, he is a Blood Martial Artist with Power into the Marrow, fighting against someone who can't even reach First Blood is a bit like bullying.
"Damn!"
Old Hu's temples throbbed violently, he slapped the ring fiercely, leaping up with a thud, he swung a kick with one leg.
He didn't quite understand what had just happened, but he felt the disdain from his opponent clearly.
His anger surged up.
