Chapter 43 Boy, come and box!

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Magical powers and spells are different.

Knowledge appears in the brain but does not require learning.

It's a natural instinct.

As a magical power of theory and mathematics, it is naturally not very powerful.

but......

Chen Jing thought that his first magical power would be closely related to his highest attribute like Yu Tonghui, but in reality, the effect of "Third Eye" was more inclined to the attribute of "speed".

"Speed" among the six attributes does not only refer to the speed when running, but also includes a series of reaction abilities such as vision and hearing.

And the Third Eye.

It is to strengthen Chen Jing's eyes so that he can better distinguish between true energy, blood energy, ghost energy and a series of spiritual and mysterious energy, and also have better eyesight.

I am already highly perceptive, so the little bit of perceptual ability that my Third Eye has enhanced is irrelevant.

On the contrary, having better eyesight has been of great help to me.

Entering the third floor of the interior.

Gain not only magical powers, but also attributes.

The eight-scenery divine treasure forging method can add a little sense to him.

Taking into account Er Niang's thoughts and the practice of Mingtang Dharma, his awareness has reached nineteen points.

Chen Jing logged into the game and checked his attributes.

"Name: Chen Jing.

Sex: Male.

Age: twenty-four

Belief: none

Status: Gift from Heavenly Mother, Missing Erniang

Kung Fu: Eight Scenery Divine Treasures Training Method, Thirteen Divine Exercises (Mingtang Method), Doumu Eight Treasures (Green Bottle Throwing Method)

Cultivation: interior third floor

Strength: 11

Physique: 11

Speed: 10

Wisdom: 14

Perception: 19

Charm: 14”

Compared with the data when you first entered the game, only the two attributes of wisdom and physique have not changed.

Perception is the improvement gained from practicing the exercises.

As for strength and speed, these two attributes have been improved through exercise in the past two months. Although the improvement is not huge, they only increase a little bit of each attribute.

But it is increasing anyway.

only......

Chen Jing felt that going from nine to ten or ten to eleven was not difficult, but going from eleven to twelve was several times more difficult than nine to eleven.

Ten is the average number for ordinary people.

Eleven is an excellent numerical value among ordinary people.

Twelve and above are probably the attributes possessed by the top group of people.

After reading the attributes, Chen Jing quit the game and went to sleep.

The next day, of course, I went to the club to train step by step.

Waiting for the actual combat in the afternoon.

Chen Jing’s opponent is still a U18 player.

It's just that the young players who were eliminated in the first and second rounds of the qualifiers at the beginning have been replaced by elites who now have a high probability of winning the national championship.

Wear protective gear and braces.

Under the instructions of the coach, practical training began.

Chen Jing has never felt much change in himself. Apart from taking a breath of more energy and increasing his training volume, everything is as usual.

But until this moment, the man standing opposite shook his fist.

He just noticed.

It's really different.

The person who was on par with him yesterday seemed to be punching much slower.

Not only that.

He can also accurately judge his intentions.

Footsteps, peripheral vision, subtle to extreme neurological reactions.

As his eyesight increases and his awareness becomes higher, the opponent that was difficult for him to deal with yesterday becomes a blank sheet of paper in front of him today.

This is a feint!

He wanted to force himself to defend.

Bully yourself and you haven't learned how to take a beating.

Chen Jing immediately judged and reacted.

Step forward, bully the body, and lower the uppercut.

The eighteen-year-old child obviously did not predict Chen Jinghui's move.

Punch it down.

He staggered and hit the ropes.

Beside the stage, several coaches immediately changed their expressions.

They frowned, wondering in their hearts.

This is......

Coincidence?

"Xiao Gao, are you okay?" A coach approached and patted the young man.

The young man nodded and rubbed his chin: "Not bad."

Although he had protective gear, the punch was too precise. If his strength hadn't been a little weaker, he would have fainted and been knocked out by one punch.

He looked horrified.

Some were unsure about the punch just now.

Is it a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, or...

"Boss Chen, are you okay? Let's play another round?" The coach put his head in and called to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing nodded and responded silently.

The two got into a stance.

The young sparring partner was much more cautious this time, changing his steps, jumping up slightly, and landing on his feet alternately.

Butterfly step.

It is a relatively flexible type of boxing pace.

Avoid direct confrontation with opponents and look for opportunities through testing.

but......

Even though he was very careful, it still didn't work.

Crushed in strength.

Chen Jing feinted with a punch, forcing his sparring partner to react at the very moment he dodged.

Take a chance.

The left shoulder sinks and the center of gravity is to the left.

The defensive posture is not perfect and there are gaps.

You seem to want to fight back?

Right fist!

A punch to the temple.

The force made him stunned, his eyes blurred, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground.

Another round.

The coaches looked shocked.

coincide?

With their professional eyesight, they would not regard something that happened twice in succession as a coincidence.

They took off the ropes and stepped onto the ring.

One person helped the sparring partner sit up and fed him some electrolyte water.

Several other people gathered around Chen Jing.

"How did you do that?" A person asked quickly, "Yesterday you and Xiao Gao had a back and forth fight, why did you just..." today.

Since his sparring partner was still there, he couldn't finish his sentence.

Crush? Complete victory?

No matter which word is used, it means a lot of humiliation to the loser.

Especially Xiao Gao is only eighteen years old.

Moreover, he had only been watching Chen Jing train for two months.

The young sparring partner stared blankly at the place where he had just fallen.

One punch, and another.

Yesterday, I told my roommate that I would definitely not let this uncle be as relaxed as yesterday.

But the result...

Shame?

That doesn't matter anymore.

He was now beginning to doubt himself. Was it necessary to continue learning to fight?

Chen Jing is six years older than him.

But...I started learning fighting when I was eight years old, and it has been ten years.

He has only been studying for two months.

Even before learning how to fight, he was an otaku that he despised the most. He could throw up even after running three kilometers.

Then the otaku beat himself up.

The kind of beating a father would give his son.

Chen Jingli replied confidently: "I just went back yesterday to think about it. When I came here today, I found that he was full of flaws."

The sparring partner clenched his fists.

But Chen Jing's words did not stop because of him: "Suddenly he slowed down and his intention became obvious."

"Then grab the weakest spot and just punch."

The coaches tutted and some stamped their feet.

Look...

This is so easy to say.

The essence of the sport of fighting is to seize the opponent's weaknesses and then use them as a breakthrough to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

That's the truth.

You understand, I understand, everyone understands.

But just because they all know it, they will take precautions. The first thing almost all fighting athletes need to learn is how not to be seized by others.

Finding weaknesses is the hardest thing.

But in Chen Jing's words, this most difficult thing is indeed so natural.

Talent, this is talent.

"Mr. Chen, I would like to ask, what kind of work do you do and how much is your annual income?" A coach took a deep breath, clenched his fist and asked, "Have you ever considered becoming a professional fighting athlete?"

"With your talent, I'm afraid it won't be long before you can appear on the UFC stage."

He looked extremely sincere.

So did several other coaches.

Even the one taking care of sparring partner Xiao Gao didn't hold back and poked his head over.