Chapter 13 Sparring

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That afternoon, Zheng Zha, who looked very capable and handsome in a refreshing sportswear, stood on the playground in the basement of Zhang Jie's house. Ye Zi, who was standing opposite him about five meters away, was wearing a milky coffee-colored sleeveless sweater over a plain white short-sleeved shirt, paired with a light gray pleated skirt and The white bubble socks are extremely casual and have the feel of a student uniform.

"Take this circle with a radius of ten meters as the boundary. I will not leave this range. The rules are very simple. You don't have to hold back. Try your best and try to defeat me... Of course, because it is the first day, I only He can dodge and defend, but will not take the initiative to attack." After announcing the rules casually, Ye Zi first looked around, nodded slightly to Zhang Jie and Zhan Lan who were watching the battle, and then looked directly into Zheng Zha's eyes with a smile: "Then we will …let's start?"

As Ye Zi announced the start of training, Zheng Zha assumed a boxer's stance, with his fists on his chest one after the other. His feet were beating slightly while approaching Ye Zi with cautious steps. Ye Zi, on the other hand, relaxed her hands by her sides. It wasn't until Zheng Zha swung a right hook that she reached out with her left hand at an incredible speed and caught Zheng Zha's blow. : Relying on her surprisingly stable left arm, she actually forced Zheng Zha's fist into the air.

"How much force did you use? Three points?"

(Although you know my strength, you still subconsciously regard me as a weak woman, so you can't bear to punch me? It is indeed in line with your personality, but this kind of "gentlemanly demeanor" is not the place to use it.)

"I said, you don't have to hold back." The smile on Ye Zi's face disappeared. While releasing Zheng Zha's right fist, his serious tone had a hint of coldness: "The purpose of sparring, It is to be more confident in surviving on the cruel battlefield. If you are restrained, then we are just wasting time."

Withdrawing his fist, Zheng Zha took a deep breath and finally became 100% serious. After listening to Ye Zi's warning, he realized one thing: if he didn't go all out, it would not be the so-called "grace" to the girl in front of him, but disrespect or even insult. He gritted his teeth and became ruthless, finally exerting his physical strength three times that of an ordinary person, and delivered a punch that was completely different from the previous punch in terms of strength and speed: "Then... …Sorry!"

If this punch were used in the real world, not only one punch could knock down the world's top boxers, but at least it could beat the person to pieces... Although Zheng Zha has not received professional fighting training, as the saying goes, Lijiushihui, relying solely on the advantages in punch speed and power brought by physical fitness, he is enough to crush them.

But for Ye Zi at this moment...

"Well done!" Ye Zi's pupils were filled with confusion, which was a symbol of unlocking the genetic lock. Although Zheng Zha's movements were fast, her superior nerve reflex speed, the increase in elf energy, and the all-round bonus brought by the gene lock could still be clearly captured in her eyes. She tapped her toes, jumped half a step back, and at just the right distance, let the fist pass in front of her and swing into the air.

Seeing that the blow missed, Zheng Zha was not discouraged, but stepped forward with his right foot. While retracting his right fist, he threw out another powerful and heavy punch with his left hand.

"When you want to punch, the shoulder must move first. When you want to move, the thigh must move first... Your movements are not concise enough and the signs are too obvious. It is not too difficult to predict." Zheng Zha's fist Like raging waves, they hit one after another, and Ye Zi stepped back in an arc path with steps as graceful as a dance, ensuring that he would not be forced out of the circle. In the process of retreating, her center of gravity was always slightly tilted back, and from time to time she would shift to the left and right to dodge some attacks... The strange thing is that no matter how her center of gravity changed, her steps always remained calm and unhurried, without any fuss. Signs of loss of balance. She even had the energy to speak and give Zheng Zha some pointers: "Also, mobilize your internal strength, which can qualitatively improve your strength and speed."

"Ha... drink!" Hearing this, Zheng Zha stopped his movements, and after a brief recovery, he shouted loudly, stepped heavily with his feet, and instantly crossed the two or three meters distance between him and Ye Zi. He punched her in the face. But this time, Ye Zi did not choose to dodge, but stretched out his arms and crossed them to block the blow. At the same time, he quickly took half a step back with his right foot, cleverly releasing the force.

(Sure enough, actual combat is the best teacher...can you begin to use your inner strength so quickly?)

Ye Zi was secretly admiring in his heart, and Zheng Zha, who finally landed a blow with the help of the heat in his body, was quite encouraged. He was "reasonable and unforgiving", and with his right leg wrapped in the strong wind, he struck Ye Zi with a heavy high whip kick... If she was hit by this move, even with her physical fitness, she would probably have to suffer a lot. A small loss.

Of course, the above assumptions are all based on the premise of "hit"... How can this be so easy for Ye Zi who is in a genetic lock state?

Before being hit by the high whip, Ye Zi's left arm had already been placed in its path, blocking and blocking Zheng Zha's calf firmly. Then he stepped forward with his left foot, stretched out his right foot, and aimed at Zheng Zha's supporting left leg with a sweep and hook, easily overturning his center of gravity.

When Zheng Zha was in mid-air with nowhere to exert his strength, a white and soft slender hand formed a palm and lightly touched his chest. With a soft force coming, before he could realize what happened, he fell backwards and fell to the ground a few meters away.

"The power is enough, but the flaws are too big."

"Zheng Zha, do you have a strange habit of being bullied by girls younger than you?"

Outside the court, a voice as sweet as wind chimes came with a smile. Zheng Zha rubbed his sore back from the fall, and glanced helplessly at Zhan Lan, who was looking teasingly, with a wry smile on his face: "Stop making sarcastic remarks, I really can't beat you."

After taking a short rest, Zheng Zha stood up, moved his arms, nodded to Ye Zi and said, "Let's continue."

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That night, as soon as Zheng Zha returned home, he took a deep breath and "Ge You" collapsed on the sofa. Since the afternoon, he had sparred with Ye Zi dozens of times. No matter how he tried to attack, Ye Zi would either dodge or block. In the end, he either lost all his strength, or when he showed a flaw, he was gently pulled away by Ye Zi and fell out... Throughout the entire afternoon, his attacks failed to work even once.

Out of a disbelief in evil, Zheng Zha proposed to practice a few more games after dinner, and Ye Zi readily agreed. The result... is what it looks like now: Although Ye Zi kept his promise, He didn't take the initiative to attack, but he lost his balance and was thrown to the ground. After repeated dozens of times, he still accumulated considerable damage.

He didn't feel it during training, but now that he relaxed, Zheng Zha felt that every part of his body was sore and painful. Coupled with the physical and mental fatigue, he simply didn't want to move a finger. . He even considered whether to go to the Lord God for a full-body repair... But Ye Zi's grasp of strength was extremely precise. With Zheng Zha's physical fitness, a minor injury of this degree only needed one night's rest. Recover as before. It would seem a bit extravagant to waste the reward points on full-body repair.

"Big pervert, what's wrong with you today? You're not being frivolous." Maybe it's because she had her first period last night and is a bit familiar with taste. Luo Li, who seemed a little arrogant when she was teased by Zheng Zha in the morning, now became more and more arrogant. He took the initiative to come over, his face was flushed, his cute little mouth was pouting, and he asked with some dissatisfaction: "Have you been with those two sisters for a long time, and you are starting to be a little half-hearted?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't." Zheng Zha smiled bitterly. Now he felt regretful. He couldn't even go back to a few hours ago and pinched his neck to stop himself who refused to admit defeat and asked for more training. As the saying goes, a break is better than a wedding. He and Luo Li have been apart for ten years, so naturally they want to have fun every night... But in this situation, haha, there is no way to get extra exercise tonight.

"Wait, it's not that there is no way..." At this time, a man's mind usually works very fast. Zheng Zha had an idea and quickly came up with an idea. He waved to Luo Li, asking the latter to come over and whispered his "method" in a low voice.

Listening to Zheng Zha's whisper, Luo Li blushed with embarrassment and scolded hentai several times, but her tone became increasingly unconfident, and finally she said in a low and inaudible voice: "I will make an exception tonight. You can be proud of yourself for once, you big pervert."