I Changed My Profession To Boxing At The Beginning, And Used My Two Fists To Crush My Fate.

In the following days, Ye An lay in this pond.

But he was not idle, and while he was in a hot state, he quickly started practicing boxing.

Although he has now lost all his abilities as a monk, he doesn't know if practicing it will have any effect.

But it will definitely not work if you don’t practice!

He used the resistance of the water under the waterfall to practice boxing. In front of him was the cool breeze of the green wilderness, and the swordsman in black was also waving the white sword in his hand meticulously.

Both men's training was unpretentious.

There was no energy fluctuation, just like two ordinary martial arts enthusiasts.

At this time.

Ah Ying suddenly looked at Ye An and asked with a smile: "Would you like to come up and spar?"

"We are all ordinary people now anyway."

"Can I go up?" Ye An looked surprised, thinking, didn't you just let me stay in the pool?

Ah Ying said calmly: "Your situation now is that your internal fire is strong."

"According to what we say here, the Yang Qi is too strong, so you need to immerse yourself in a cold pool to counteract the Yin Qi."

"Once you leave the pool, you will feel very hot and your heart will be unbearably hot. If you cannot suppress it, you will become obsessed in severe cases."

Ye An nodded silently, feeling that the other party was speaking in a lively manner.

Ah Ying smiled and said: "In addition to using Yin energy to counter Yang energy, you can also actively vent Yang energy."

"It's just that this is a little difficult."

"But I believe I can do it. I know your time is limited. If you solve your minor physical problems as soon as possible, you can also go about your business earlier."

"Come up."

Ah Ying clapped his hands and picked up the white scimitar stuck on the ground.

Ye An walked out of the pool and immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

But the next second, Ah Ying had already attacked with a knife, slashing towards Ye An's shoulder.

Ye An quickly dodged. His basic skills were so good that he easily avoided it.

But Ah Ying also looked relaxed, turned the blade, and slashed Ye An's neck across the neck again.

"Shasha..." Ye An tapped the ground lightly, and the blade passed a centimeter in front of his neck.

Ah Ying chuckled, his movements suddenly sped up, and a white light flashed.

"call out!"

Ye An's pupils shrank silently, and he was stunned to the spot by the opponent's astonishing speed.

Because there was no time to hide, the knife had already cut across his cheek when he reacted.

The wind blew harshly, and a few strands of black hair fell on the green grass.

He looked at the smiling middle-aged man in front of him, feeling gradually nervous.

He stared at the other person intently. Although he lost his slow vision, he still had extremely keen observation skills.

When the left foot moves, the right foot exerts force.

wrong!

Ah Ying exerted force with her left foot and swept out the long knife. Just when Ye An thought it was a horizontal slash, the opponent's knife changed to an oblique slash midway, and finally stopped one centimeter in front of Ye An's neck.

Ye An was shocked inside.

The combination of reality and reality, speed and slowness, these two basic combat abilities seem to be integrated into the blood of the swordsman in front of him.

She looked like a little chicken in front of him.

After a few fights, the opponent can kill me several times.

At this moment, there is no difference in realm between me and him. They are both ordinary humans, and their physical strength is not much different.

I am still a little younger, so I am more energetic!

This green field is a completely level playing field.

There is no realm, and there is no power to crush. The competition is pure technology.

Ah Ying's casual swing of the knife made Ye An sweat profusely and find it difficult to resist.

But Ah Ying still smiled and didn't say a word, just drew the sword.

He was testing Ye An's limits to adjust his intensity.

Six more rounds.

Ah Ying comes out with a knife and a flash.

The ending remains unchanged.

Ye An died six times.

He was covered in sweat and stood there with disbelief on his face, breathing heavily.

Wherever there is too much yang energy, there is only fear.

"Why are you so fast?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ye An's face froze.

So stupid.

In fact, Ah Ying's sword is not very fast, and he can dodge it even if he dodges it with all his strength. However, when the other party draws the sword with all his strength, he does not realize that the other party is drawing the sword with all his strength, so he always dodges slowly.

"Rhythm." Ah Ying said calmly.

"I know the rhythm." Ye An nodded and frowned: "But, establishing the rhythm requires a lot of shots."

"but you……"

"You mean, you can pull the opponent into your own rhythm before taking action?"

Ah Ying said: "Of course."

"Rhythm is the control of the battle situation."

"When you are in a one-on-one situation, the so-called battle situation is the opponent in front of you."

"To control the battle situation is to control the opponent."

Ye An frowned and thought about this sentence carefully.

"Taking control of your opponent?"

"Catch the opponent before he makes a move?"

"How to do?"

Ah Ying chuckled and said, "Aren't you very smart and observant?"

"See for yourself, think for yourself."

After saying that, he took a step forward.

Feint.

Then pick up.

Ye An avoids.

But the opponent suddenly exerted force on the way up, and his speed increased sharply. Finally, the sword stopped an inch in front of Ye An's chin.

then.

Ah Ying glanced at Ye An and slowly sheathed the knife.

Ye An took a deep breath, but when he was about to exhale, he took a deep breath.

Ah Ying's body leaned forward fiercely: "Ha!"

A loud shout frightened Ye An so much that he took two or three steps back and almost sat on the ground.

Looking at the staggering Ye An, Ah Ying chuckled and said, "You are afraid of me."

"Then you will never be able to beat me."

After the words fell, he put away his knife and left, saying: "I'm tired, let's continue tomorrow."

After saying that, Ah Ying left.

Ye An sat on the ground, frowning, thinking constantly.

Just drag the opponent into your own rhythm before the war starts?

Are you kidding me?

Isn't the rhythm controlled during the battle?

Can you control your opponent without fighting?

Why?

Ye An stood up and walked back to the pond, and began to recall all the details of the battle in his mind.

From the first encounter.

When did you fall into his rhythm?

He was the first mover.

Yes, this is important.

No, that's not the point.

Ye An kept pondering the details in his mind and finally came to a clear understanding.

At first, the other party laughed, and I was dumbfounded.

I feel like he didn't take this fight seriously and took it a little bit lightly.

The moment he suddenly exerted his strength, he was killed.

But he was still smiling at that time.

It was from this moment that fear arose.

He acted very relaxed from beginning to end, but is this true?

Was his move really random?

Absolutely not!

This combination of virtual and real movement and stillness must require mental effort.

He's taking this fight seriously.

What's funny is that when I looked at his smile, I thought he wasn't serious.

correct.

The crux of the problem is that I was deceived by the other person's temperament.

From the moment I saw him smiling casually, I didn't feel too alert. It was at this moment that I fell into his rhythm.

But this is only the first step.

In the follow-up, he also showed many details, such as grasping the ventilation points.

When he was taking a breath, he suddenly became faster. Even though he didn't actually take action, he was already frightened and retreated.

These are not intentions, but techniques.

technology!

In just a few minutes of fighting, Shadow demonstrated many ingenious and superb fighting techniques.

But he didn't realize it until this moment.

However, he has already learned something and is looking forward to the next day's battle.