"What did you say just now, you sissy? You said I was weak?!■!"
The mixed-race guy clenched his fists and gestured at Yun Qishen, "Have you seen this? If I hit your face like this, you will be disfigured! I see that you are so fair and tender, and you must be courteous to others!"
"I don't think you're any worse than me. You're pretty fair too, but you're uglier than me. I don't know if others will accept your attentiveness." Yun Qishen heard that he would not be outdone if the mixed-race guy humiliated him again.
His words caused some of the boxers in the gym to laugh.
"What are you laughing laughing!"
The mixed-race guy angrily punched Yun Qishen, and Yun Qishen raised his hand to catch the opponent's fist.
"I'm talking about sissy. Don't break the rules. There's no way for you to fight back here!"
The mixed-race guy began to feel that something was wrong with Yun Qishen the moment his fist was caught by Yun Qishen.
"Okay, don't fight back." Yun Qishen put his hands on his hips, "You said five minutes, right? It was five minutes when you hit that brother just now. I'll give you five minutes too. If you can hurt me, or Beat me down, I don't care about you, you can do whatever you want. For the sake of fairness, everyone in the audience please keep an eye on the timer."
"Oh, you made such a condition because you want to show your courtesy to me, but I can..."
Before the mixed-race guy finished speaking, Yun Qishen's eyes that could kill were revealed.
"When five minutes are up, I'll beat you until your intestines are spit out."
Yun Qishen's voice was not loud and his tone was not so sinister, but after he said it, the whole place fell silent.
The opposing boxers standing in the corners were also trembling.
That guy is definitely capable of such a thing!
Ji Qi also raised his head and looked towards the stage. He was not afraid that Yun Qishen would be hurt, but that he would not be able to hold back his hand.
But Lü Ren curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, "Why don't we just beat him? What nonsense."
The mixed-race people on the stage naturally took a breath when they heard Yun Qishen's words.
The mixed-race guy had seen Yun Qishen's eyes before, but how could such a look appear in the eyes of such a sissy? This is impossible!
The mixed-race guy believed this, and naturally he had some concerns in his heart. He wrapped the bandage tightly on his hand. Then he swung it towards Yun Qishen's face.
It felt like being hit on a steel plate in the back, and the mixed-race guy even doubted that he was hitting someone in the face.
Yun Qishen looked at the mixed-race guy with an expression of contempt, and naturally became even more irritated by this guy.
The mixed-race guy punched Yun Qishen in the abdomen a few more times. Seeing that this didn't work, he grabbed Yun Qishen's clothes and threw him over his shoulder.
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Yun Qishen didn't even feel the pain. He stood up and continued to wait for the mixed-race guy to swing his fist at him.
"I advise you to hurry up. With this little strength, you still want to fight someone other than me? It's really embarrassing for you. Who do you think you are!"
Yun Qishen patted the dirt on his body, but he still looked at the mixed-race guy with contempt.
"Damn it! Damn it! Give me the finger tiger!"
"Brother, everyone here is watching, this..."
"Give it to me! What are you saying? Are you looking for death?"
The mixed-race guy asked Zhao Peng for the tiger finger. Zhao Peng endured the reproachful looks of some boxers in the boxing gym while giving the tiger finger to the mixed-race guy.
"That's really despicable. Why do you think you're weak? Do you want to use a tool against me?" Yun Qishen smiled, "You can use that thing if you want, but you have to be prepared to bear the price of your despicableness."
"Price? What price? If I beat you down, you still have to beg me to spare you!"
Wearing the finger tiger, the mixed-race guy was quite proud.
Unfortunately, even if he used tools, his fist hitting Yun Qishen's body was like hitting a steel plate.
"How is this possible? With a body like yours, how can you bear it..."
The mixed-blood also became strange. He opened his eyes wide and yelled, "You definitely cheated! If you dare, take off your vest, you must have a steel plate on your body!"
"Hmph, what a villain, if you can't beat me, just say you can't beat me. There are excuses everywhere!"
Yun Qishen obeyed the guy's wishes and took off his sports vest, revealing his regular figure. He was not as muscular as those boxers, nor was he as strong as the mixed-race guys. He has a very moderate appearance and a very standard figure.
But the most attractive thing is not his muscles, but the scars on his back that were stitched together by needles.
"What the hell, is this kid so ferocious?"
"Those scars look like they were stitched together!"
Some boxers are intimidated by those tiny scars. It's not as straightforward as a big wound, it's the small wounds like this that are the most torturous.
They were all curious about what Yun Qishen had experienced before. No wonder he had such strong resistance to fighting.
Ji Qi realized something was wrong. Normally, he would not show the depth of the scar. After all, it was covered by magic, but why now? Could it be that his magic power is so deep...
Lu Ren also pursed his lips and looked at Yun Qishen, "Is this guy trying to show off his strength? Or did he do it on purpose?"
Qi Qi just looked at the stage without saying anything.
Yun Qishen on the stage waved to the mixed-race guy, "What are you staring at? You've seen it too. I don't have anything iron on my body. If you want to fight, fight as soon as possible. Five minutes will be up soon."
The mixed-race guy gritted his teeth. He was so angry that he didn't care about any rules. He went up and punched and kicked Yun Qishen.
"Why are you so proud! Damn it! I don't believe it! I can't beat you down today! Get down! Get down!"
Punch after punch, despair grew in his heart bit by bit.
The mixed-race guy used all his strength to fight against Yun Qishen. Yun Qishen didn't dodge, but the strength of the mixed-race guy's punches became weaker and weaker.
"Ha, you weakened so quickly? You trash!" Yun Qishen could still take the opportunity to curse, but the mixed-race guy was already panicked.
"How could that happen! Why don't you get down! Get down for me!"
The mixed-race guy thought that he couldn't solve it with the finger tiger. He pointed at the fire extinguisher not far away, "Zhao Peng, bring that thing over to me!"
"Brother, that thing will kill people!"
"I told you to give it to me quickly! Stop talking nonsense!"
Zhao Peng had no choice but to go and get it, but several boxers blocked his way.
"Zhao Peng, as long as you still have some conscience, don't do such despicable things!"
The boxers are also afraid of something happening, and they are even more afraid of Zhao Peng and his group being arrogant.
The two brothers who were guarding the door came over and drove the boxers over, "What are you doing? Get out of the way! Do you want to die?"
The boxers reluctantly stepped aside, and Zhao Peng handed the fire extinguisher to the mixed-race guy.
The mixed-race guy picked up the fire extinguisher and swung it towards Yun Qishen.
Yun Qishen also saw some blood on his head at this time.
"It's so deep!"
Hao Qi could feel that Yun Qishen's magic power around his body was somewhat weakened, and the magic power was gathering towards his hand.
The next moment, the five-minute timer ended with the ringing of the bell——
