Chapter 33 Do you have masochistic tendencies?
At that time, I didn't know how high Ling Anzhi's taekwondo level was, so it was no problem to let him participate in the competition.

Standing still in the field, he still had a lazy smile in the corner of his eyes, and he said: "Okay, let's start, use all the skills you know, and try every means to attack me."

"Eh? Do you have masochistic tendencies?"

"It depends on whether you have the ability to hurt me." He folded his arms and stood still, not paying attention to me at all, "I just want to see where the loopholes in your kung fu are. Where, where is the weak link."

"Hurry up and start."

I nodded, that's true, I really have no ability to hurt him.

So I adjusted my breath, exerted strength on my feet, gave a loud shout, and swept towards him with all my strength, this leg was sharp and fast.

Like outside the door with heavy makeup at night, he easily dodged my attack, and said lazily: "Come again."

After a few more rounds of attacks, I was already sweating profusely and out of breath. I had never been so tired.

But Ling Anzhi still stood there refreshingly, as if not even a single strand of hair was messed up.

It really made me feel the gap between people.

"Take a break." Ling Anzhi said, and at the same time he found a bottle of water from somewhere and threw it to me, "Be thirsty, drink some water, and then we will continue."

"What? Do you want to come again?" My face suddenly became a bitter gourd shape.

No matter what kind of kung fu is practiced, one word "diligence" must be achieved. There is no doubt that I am actually a lazy person. I learned Kung Fu for self-defense at the beginning, and I never thought about practicing it.

After drinking the water and resting for a while, Ling Anzhi dragged me into the arena again, and before I could get into position, I heard a haughty voice: "Hey, kid, this site is My, if you are sensible, get out of here quickly!"

I heard the sound and looked back, good guy, a boy who looked arrogant and arrogant was looking at us unfriendly with his chin raised high.There are a few people behind him, and it seems that he is a little boss.

Ling Anzhi habitually stretched out his hand to caress his chin, and the light in his eyes revealed a lazy and evil spirit that had not changed for thousands of years.

He was looking at the boy who barged in with interest, and said with a smile, "Oh? You mean, this place belongs to you? What evidence is there to prove that it belongs to you?"

(End of this chapter)

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