Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

"Thinking about it carefully, hitting you down with a single punch is really boring. Judging by your appearance, your ability to resist blows is very good."

"Don't say anything big, just use all the tricks you have, and I'll follow."

Nao Okubo also hooked his hand inward, and before he could say a word, the man who was oncoming had already launched an attack.

Straight punch?Then use... poof!

So fast... not very powerful, but the punch is so fast...!

Damn it!Into his rhythm!

Okubo Naoya put his arms in front of him, and it was like raining continuous boxing, making it difficult for him to fight back.

Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler!

Kujo Tetaro beat faster and faster, and his smile became more ferocious.

Although he hit him fiercely, he didn't use much force.

What's more, the parts he hit were all safe parts such as arms.

Anyway, in a word, if he picks these places to play, he can play for a long time, and it is very enjoyable.

It's now!

After receiving countless punches, Nao Okubo also seized an opportunity and used his best grapple.

boom!

Kujo Ditaro first dodges in a misplaced position, and then a crisp knee.

Nao Okubo also made a solid blow, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

He turned around and hugged the man's leg, and instantly launched a throwing technique.

Kujo Tetaro didn't expect that Okubo Nao was also able to attack after being touched by his knee.

In the nick of time, he instinctively tensed his legs, and there was no usual retraction.

While Okubo Naoya was exerting force with his hands, his face suddenly became serious.

So steady!Like a mountain!

Okubo Naoya immediately let go of his hands and turned to uppercut.

Kujo Ditaro didn't accept the move, he jumped back and jumped several meters away.

"..."

Okubo also rushed to nothing, and looked forward with a complicated expression, "It seems that your leg skills are even better."

Kujo Ditaro didn't answer, silently relaxed his tense legs, and then walked forward quickly.

Okubo Naoya moved his eyes down, vigilantly guarding against the attacking legs from below.

However, in fact, Kujo Ditaro never thought that using his legs, or rather, a pair of fists would be enough.

"There is no suspense. The gap in physical fitness between them is too great to make up for with skills."

"Unless it is a life-and-death battle, Okubo has no chance of winning."

"It's also the time to learn, otherwise, with Di Taro's strength, a whip kick is enough to end the game."

Seeing the two getting closer, Jiexiong, who was on the edge of the stage, couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Don't worry, I won't use my legs."

After a kind reminder from Kujo Ditaro, he suddenly punched out a straight punch.

Straight punch... soon!

But the body...can keep up!

Yes... use grappling!

While Naoya Okubo was analyzing the situation, his body had already reacted.

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boom!

what? !

A straight punch is a feint?

Okubo Naoya hadn't grasped the straight fist that hit the front door, but felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

The body bowed backward in inertia, and flew upside down for more than one meter.

Nao Okubo also rolled to the ground, and then climbed up.

"Huh...huh...Di Taro, you are really strong."

"To each other, your fight is really powerful, I appreciate it very much."

"It's really embarrassing to be beaten by you."

Kujo Ditaro imitated the fighting posture, and motioned: "Then I will give you a chance, you come to attack."

"Really." Nao Okubo was not polite, raised his thick fists, and leaned closer step by step.

The distance between the two slowly narrowed to two steps away.

With the length of their arms, this position will be the critical point for a battle to break out.

As long as anyone takes a small step forward, they will fall within the opponent's attack range.

Kujo Tetaro was unmoved, and didn't intend to take a step at all.

Okubo Nao also inhaled slightly, and then took a step forward.

Bang bang bang!

Nao Okubo also knew that when he took this step, he would definitely be punched continuously.

But he is not afraid, because he has been able to adapt to this kind of boxing strength.

The short-haired man, who pretended to be unable to hold on, suddenly launched an attack the moment he retreated.

Kujo Tetaro reacted quickly, but still scratched some of his cheeks.

The taste of numbness and rust spread in his mouth.

"It looks like I've pulled back a bit."

Before Okubo Naoya could finish his sentence, a heavy punch came to him, making his arms in front of him feel like being hit by a heavy hammer.

Angry?

right!This is how to learn from each other!

Come on, let's... poof!

Nao Okubo couldn't stand it anymore, his arms flicked to the sides, and then his jaw suddenly hurt.

The strong smell of blood spread in his mouth, and his consciousness began to blur, but he did not fall down.

Kujo Tetaro took a step back, twisting his wrist with emotion.

"There is a vagus nerve in the chin, so you didn't fall down. I have to say that your resistance and willpower are really tenacious."

"But it's almost there, do you want to fight again?"

"I just finished warming up, what are you talking about, and what happened just now, it tastes like I've eaten."

Okubo Naoya stood up straight, grinning with blood on his mouth.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corners of his mouth, his face gradually distorted and hideous.

Okubo Naoya also swung a straight fist, intending to strike first.

Kujo Tetaro didn't give a chance, and returned the attack with fist to fist.

Bang bang bang!

Except for the first few punches, Nao Okubo was able to keep up with the speed, but the rhythm gradually became out of touch.

Kujo Ditaro not only speeded up his punches, but his strength became heavier, and even his heart changed.

Big wood big wood big wood big!

Pack?Keep pretending to me!

Big wood big wood big wood big!

"Di Taro, stop! The victory is over!"

"Ok?"

At the same time that Kujo Tetaro stopped his attack, he saw the man kneeling on one knee in front of him.

Naoya Okubo lowered his arms, panting heavily, speaking with difficulty.

"I lost..."

"How should I put it, you don't need to suffer this severe beating at all."

After Kujo Tetaro vented his anger, his tone improved a lot.

Okubo Nao also grinned, shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

"Okay, okay, coach, I'll leave it to you."

Kujo Ditaro jumped off the fighting arena, checking his injuries while putting on his underwear.

Looking at the redness around his mouth, his expression was a bit complicated.

You know, if he hadn't reacted so fast, that punch would have hit his face, and he would probably be disfigured by then.

Kujo Tetaro became more and more angry, and complained in a low voice.

"This bald head is so ruthless, I knew I wouldn't hold back."

"Fortunately, this punch didn't hit the whole target, otherwise I would have had to use a set of Olamu combo punches."