I'm not a dark ultra warrior

Chapter 151 Alive Alive!

Feng Yuan's clothes were wet, and the mixture of sweat made his body smell more diffuse, Zhou Hong frowned slightly.

Zhou Hong had already gotten used to the smell of sweat every time he was exercising, but it was really difficult for Zhou Hong to get rid of Feng Yuan's drenched clothes.

At first glance, the clothes looked like the kind that would explode with a punch.

Zhou Hong didn't want to affect himself, but time was running out, so he had no choice but to beat Feng Yuan as soon as possible.

"I learned my fighting skills from the strongest fighter in the U40 galaxy—Jonias. When he was training me, he accidentally used too much strength and hammered me to death 360 times five times."

Zhou Hong's voice was full of vicissitudes, and even the dark shadows were a little pale.

Feng Yuan never thought that he could train people to death during training, but he still died so many times.

How can a person die so many times!asshole!

"It is impossible for you to become a fighting master in an instant. The top priority is to defeat the Zuluks. The learning of the three-stage attack cannot be stopped."

Zhou Hong didn't know what the second stage attack was like.

I only know that in the face of n combos, this two-stage attack may be a little weak.

Feng Yuan stared and asked: "Should I still practice the practice of cutting off the waterfall?"

"No, as I said, I prefer actual combat."

Before Feng Yuan could react, the heavy punch had already crossed the space and landed in front of the tip of his nose.

The air waves whipped up by the wind of the fist lifted his wet hair, and the terrifying wind and waves dried his hair all at once, twisting even the waterfall behind Feng Yuan.

At a close distance, he could even see the bulging veins on his fist, which made Feng Yuan's pupils constrict, and his body trembled and froze.

After that, he could clearly feel the oppression of the fist wind on his chest. The heavy punch obviously didn't land on his body, but his heart felt an invisible pressure.

Feng Yuan understood that the left fist of the man in front of him was right in front of his chest.

This is the simplest two-stage attack method.

Well, for Zhou Hong.

The distance between the fist and Feng Yuan was slowly opened, looking at Feng Yuan who was motionless, Zhou Hong frowned slightly, "Why don't you get out of the way, do you think I won't hit hard?"

Feng Yuan didn't answer, but staggered back, looking at Zhou Hong in disbelief.

I didn't see the man's speed at all, only a swift afterimage, and the heavy punch had already reached the tip of his nose.

Feng Yuan's eyes had revealed his thoughts, Zhou Hong didn't say much, and slightly opened the distance between Feng Yuan and Feng Yuan.

The right arm is placed in front of the chest, and the five fingers are clenched into a fist. Starting from the bicep, the muscles on the right arm gradually bulge.

The loose clothes are propped up as if they are about to be torn apart in the next moment.

Feng Yuan didn't even see the movement of the fist, only heard a violent impact.

The sound spread out towards the surroundings, startling countless birds.

Under the wooden sound of the trees breaking down, the big tree, which was as thick as Zhou Hong's two arms, tilted backwards.

The heavy landing of the tree rolled up a small air wave.

Feng Yuan widened his eyes, looking at Zhou Hong's right fist that had not changed at all.

"My strength is probably like this. If you think you can resist it, then block it."

He said this with a smile, wanting to give people a little warmth.

But Feng Yuan only felt chills all over his body, and his thighs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"As long as you can live under my special training, the Zuluks will not be a problem at all."

Alive, you just said alive, right?

Feng Yuan looked at his disappointing thighs, and he slammed them hard, "Damn it!"

"Let's get started, senior."

Obviously, his body was instinctively terrified, but Feng Yuan's eyes were extremely determined.

He would feel fear when facing the jeep, but restrained his fear when facing Zhou Hong.

This is the way to find.

In the face of oncoming jeeps, few people are not afraid.

And when faced with the impact of a strong man, there may be someone who can muster up the courage to fight back.

Courage is very commendable, and what kind of fruit it will bear is still unknown.

Zhou Hong nodded slightly, walked towards Feng Yuan slowly, and guided softly: "Feng Yuan, you are not strong enough now, and you are even weaker with boxing."

"Use your legs well."

"Legs?" Feng Yuan asked strangely, slowly backing away to maintain a distance from Zhou Hong.

"The strength of the legs is generally three to five times that of the hands. Although you have not specially trained, but with your aptitude, it is not surprising that it reaches five times."

"Avoid my attack, then attack me."

"You don't need to deal an effective blow, as long as you touch me and survive, you will pass."

Listening to Zhou Hong's relaxed words, Feng Yuan thought it was so simple.

And in the next second, a figure in the distance suddenly galloped towards him, Feng Yuan had no time to think, and instinctively shrank back.

The terrifying straight fist grazed his scalp, and the raging wind even curled his short hair into the distance.

Lowering his body, Feng Yuan clenched his fist and punched out, facing Zhou Hong's waist.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Hong's left palm was turned, and his arm rested on his abdomen.

Feng Yuan's slow straight fist was like the white rabbit he sent to the door, which was tightly held by Zhou Hong.

Feng Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slightly raised his head to look at Zhou Hong.

On the body that frightened him, there was a bright smile on his face.

Feng Yuan tried his best to pull out a smile, and his eyes suddenly spun.

The howling wind blew by his ears, making him a little dizzy.

The chest collided closely with the ground, the severe pain made Feng Yuan's eyes widen, and he coughed out a lot of bile.

"When the difference in strength is too great, don't rush to attack." Zhou Hong walked around Feng Yuan slowly.

"That will only expose your weakness."

"This is what my master first taught me."

Although Zhou Hong didn't directly hit Feng Yuan's body, but only an indirect collision made Feng Yuan realize the huge gap between them.

That's an absolute gulf.

Without Zhou Hong's urging, Feng Yuan resisted the discomfort in his body, stood up straight again, and re-arranged the posture of karate defense.

"Please do it again." Feng Yuan's voice was still extremely affirmative.

Zhou Hong nodded slightly, and said softly: "I belong to the U40 galaxy, and there may be some differences in personal physique."

"Feng Yuan, you have to go out of your own way."

The sudden smile on the strong man's face almost reached his ears, and he chuckled ferociously, "Of course, the premise is that he can survive the special training."

(End of this chapter)