Hunks Don't Want Routine

Juno Ozu's hand that was bounced away just now was twisted into a spiral shape, and at a glance, he knew that this hand was basically useless.

"This is……"

"Enough!" Ziyin knew that something was wrong, "Ozu! Get out!!"

Juno Ozu on the field also felt a very disgusting killing intent from the long-haired man in front of him, but he didn't allow himself to retreat, he lifted his still-moving hand and punched him.

The long-haired man smiled and slapped him casually.

"Wait……"

Snapped!

The whole venue was silent.

Ziyin watched the scene below the stage, and the cigarette in her mouth fell unconsciously on the ground.

In the center of the venue, Yao Yaoling stood between the long-haired man and Ozu Juno, crossed his hands and simultaneously blocked Ozu's punch and the long-haired man's palm.

"Good skill." Yao Yaoling looked at the long-haired man who looked at him with slightly surprised eyes, "What's your name?"

The long-haired man was stunned for a second, then smiled: "...Kiryu, Kiryu Setsuna."

"I have something to do with Juno Ozu, can you please be merciful?"

"of course."

Kiryu instantly stretched out his hand back.

At this time, Soruin Ziyin and her assistant Matsuda Tomoko also came here from the stands.

Yao Yaoling started to deal with Juno Ozu's twisted arm.

Soruin Ziyin looked at Kiryu Setsuna and asked, "How did you get here."

"'People's words are terrifying', you can find out after a little inquiring." Kiryu said with a smile.

"Is that so, do you want to become a fighter?"

"of course."

Kiryu said in an instant, and picked up his coat from the side, but at this moment he found that he could not lift his right hand no matter what.

Taking a closer look, I found that the hand that Yao Yaoling blocked just now, from the palm to the shoulder, was twisted into spiral lines like a twisted towel.

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Kiryu instantly knew the power of his palm.

The school of Rakshasa palm that I have learned, through the twirling technique, after hitting the opponent, the muscles of the opponent's hit part are twisted.

And the Rakshasa palm he used increased the angle of rotation, and at the same time increased the power of the moves.

It stands to reason that after Yao Yaoling blocked his move, Yao Yaoling should be the one who was injured, but judging from his reaction, he was not injured at all, but himself was the one who was injured.

Obviously, after Yao Yaoling blocked his palm, his twisting force was bounced back, causing his entire arm to be destroyed by his own force.

The boy in front of him who was treating Hayao Ozu might be more terrifying than all the enemies he encountered.

Although Yao Yaoling's face looked harmless to humans and animals, Kiryu Setsu could feel the terrifying murderous aura that was deliberately suppressed on his body, but the overflowing murderous aura could suffocate even a little.

This person is definitely not a kind person.

On Yao Yaoling's side, he is currently treating Juno Ozu.

He lifted Shuno Ozu's completely distorted arm, put his ring-wearing hand on his shoulder, and with just one wave, the original wrinkled arm was instantly straightened, necrotic All bones and muscles returned to their original form.

Juno Ozu waved his hand and looked at Yao Yaoling with grateful eyes.

"Thank you classmate, if it weren't for your hand, it would be useless."

"It's okay, I just have something to ask you." Yao Yaoling smiled and said, "It's about muscle training."

"Exercising muscles? I'm the best at this. I'll get you the textbook in a while."

The conversation between the two ended not long after, Yao Yaoling turned his head to look at Kiryu Setsuna after healed Juno Ozu.

"Your hand seems to be injured too, do you need me to heal it for you?"

"Don't worry, I can do it myself."

Kiryu said that in an instant, and violently hit the palm of his twisted right hand with his left hand.

The twisted arm recovered in an instant,

By twisting in the opposite direction to correct the twisted right hand, Kiryu Setsuna has already learned and used his moves flexibly.

"Speaking of which, there is no one else in your company except you."

Zou Liuyuan Ziyin looked at Yao Yaoling and said.

"Your company probably doesn't have its own fighters. Seeing how powerful you are, is it possible that you want to compete by yourself?"

"You mean old man Katahara's 'Knockout Competition'? To be honest, I'm not interested in that at all." Yao Yaoling smiled, "But old man Katahara did invite me, but not as a fighter , you will not know the specific matters until you have formally participated.”

"It's mysterious, and I don't know what your group of people are planning."

Zuoliuyuan Ziyin took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and put one in his mouth. Yao Yaoling also took out a cigarette and was holding it in his mouth. Seeing this, Ziyin lit up for him too.

Smoking a cigarette, she asked: "Since you are familiar with President Katahara, you should know about 'The Tooth of Mitami', right?"

"Do you mean Garner? I know him."

"How is his level?" Said Soruin Ziyin and pointed to Kiryu Setsuna behind him, "How does it compare with him?"

"Ganner's level is not bad. Of course, if the one behind you wants to defeat Ganaker, he probably needs some training." Yao Yaoling exhaled a smoke ring and said, "It's not that there is no chance."

"That's good...but I'm quite curious. With your strength, if you participate in the boxing competition, you should be able to get a lot of benefits."

"That's true, but that small benefit is not enough to make me look like a monkey to those capitalists on the court. Maybe I'm in a bad mood one day, and maybe I will kill all the audience after I finish solving my opponent."

"..."

Ziyin knew that this young man with a kind face was not a good person.

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Coming out of Huangying Women's University, Yao Yaoling held a complete set of textbooks on muscle-building training without equipment presented by Juno Ozu in his hand, and there was also a signed photo that looked very coquettish and disgusting.

But Yao Yaoling didn't care about this, anyway, it was used to go home for training, trying to become a formidable muscular man before the end of the summer vacation.

Ever since Katahara Moritou announced the holding of the 'Knockout Tournament'.Many large companies in Japan and even foreign-funded companies are ready to start looking for powerful fighters from all over the world. It doesn't matter whether this person is a murderer or something else, as long as he is strong enough, he will eliminate all resistance and recruit heavily.

The existence of the Boxing Club has made those companies that could have used market competition or strategic layout to put down this kind of mental work and focus on finding strong players.

To be honest, it is very difficult for Yao Yaoling to understand why Quanyuan has existed since ancient times. By simplifying commercial competition and using fists to adjust corporate conflicts, it can be said that it has no meaning for long-term strategy, but will increase the risk of economic crisis.

But since Japan likes to make trouble like this, Yao Yaoling doesn't bother to take care of it.

hum~

"Ok?"

Suddenly the phone vibrated in his pocket, Yao Yaoling took out the phone and found that it was his grandfather calling.

This is strange, it stands to reason that my grandfather would not call me when he is fine, unless something goes wrong.

With a delicate expression, Yao Yaoling answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Hello? Xiaoling?"

"Yes, Grandpa, may I ask what happened to you?"

"Ah... it's a big deal."

Hearing that it was a big deal, Yao Yaoling's expression instantly became serious.

"What's the matter? Was he hunted down? Did he meet a hostile organization, or the CIA found out that Japan was coming, Ma De, I knew that group of bastards like to die..."

"No, it's not that kind of thing."

"what is that?"

"Xiao Ling, do you...have money?"

"...Yes, you found that you didn't bring your wallet after eating? Then you ask some of your old friends in Japan to pay for you..."

"Can I get them to pay and I'll come to you?"

"What do they have... oh, I see."

Yao Yaoling's eyes were filled with helplessness in an instant.

"NMD, went out to whore, right?"

"Xiao Ling, how can you swear..."

"Stop talking, I will politely tell grandma..."

"Don't, don't, there's something to discuss."

"Where are you?"

"Kabukicho, Tokyo, on the fifth floor of the Golden Entertainment Club, come and save me."

"Okay, I'll come right over, you hold on."

Yao Yaoling hung up the phone and checked the time.

"Well, let's have a meal first."

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Yao Yaoling never liked to go to places like custom places, even when he was fighting in various places back then, when his subordinates asked him, "Second lieutenant, do you want to go to that kind of place to have fun?", he always refused.

Of course he didn't go back, he was only a few years old at that time.

Now that he is sixteen years old, Yao Yaoling still has no interest in it, and he doesn't know why his grandfather is always keen on this kind of place.