Comprehensive comic: Starting from killing Kaoru Kaoru’s talent in seconds, he becomes stronger

Chapter 67

There is a boxing ring in the fitness area of ​​Mowen Villa.

It didn't exist before, but when Mo Wen thought of inviting many champions to duel at his home, he had a ring set up in the fitness area.

In the ring, Tyson, who was ready to warm up, was wearing boxing gloves, and his dark body showed off his strong muscles.

"Don't you wear protective gear? Mo Wen?"

He looked at Mo Wen, who was only wearing a pair of gloves and didn't know anything else, and asked doubtfully. Hearing this,

Mo Wen thought for a moment, then nodded after a moment and said:"No need, Mr. Tyson, a pair of gloves." That's enough."

Tyson's eyes suddenly condensed, and he heard the confidence in Mo Wen's tone.

But this confidence was an insult to Tyson.

Because he is the heavyweight boxing champion, even if the opponent wears Protective gear, mouth guard, and you have to be careful with your fists.

Tyson is very aware of how powerful his fists are, and he doesn't want Mo Wen, the boy who he likes more and who paid to invite him, to get too seriously injured.

So he said in a deep voice:"I remind you again, don't listen and wear protective gear, otherwise I can't guarantee that you will be injured.""

"I appreciate your kindness. Let's get started, Mr. Tyson."

Mo Wen's words made Tyson's face change slightly. He was a little angry.

It seems that I need to let you know how powerful the fist of the strongest man in the world is....Tyson raised his fists in a boxing stance.

Let me let you feel it first, Mo Wen!

Tyson thought in his mind, and took a step forward to Mo Wen, punching Mo Wen on the chin.

His punches are fast but not very powerful.

In Tyson's view, even though Mo Wen is physically strong, the chin is an important hitting position that no one can avoid.

As long as he is hit, the force will be transmitted to the brain and cause intracranial concussion. This is also an important reason why Tyson has been able to KO opponents over the years.

Seeing that Mo Wen had no reaction in the face of his attack, Tyson smiled secretly in his heart: He is a layman after all, and he doesn't know how to react when faced with an attack. It seems that the champion who told me to invite Sanda Muay Thai to me before was just showing off his strength.

Snapped!

His fist hit Mo Wen's chin, and Tyson couldn't help but close his eyes

"It's over. An ordinary person would be knocked unconscious for at least ten minutes with this punch from me....Wait, this touch! ?"

Before he finished speaking, Tyson suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Wen with a surprised look.

Mo Wen, who was expected to have passed out, was now looking at him with a smile but not a smile, and his fist was still attached to Mo Wen. smell on face

"This feeling...Was it a rock I hit?"

Tyson thought in shock.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if he was hit by a person swinging a 50-kilogram pendulum and flew backwards.

"Wow......"

Tyson vomited out gastric juice and acidic water, fell to his knees and held his stomach tightly.

At that moment, he felt like his intestines were about to be interrupted.

"He was obviously wearing gloves, how could that happen?......"Tyson's eyes were filled with tears and runny nose, and he couldn't help but think of countermeasures in his mind.

Although he was hit hard in the abdomen, Tyson's endurance had also been tempered, and he stood up almost after a while.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and looked at Mo Wen with a look that was no longer as contemptuous as before.

"It seems that Mr. Tyson has a good attitude."

Mo Wen looked at Tyson with a dull look. The reason why he didn't attack just now was to make Tyson correct his attitude. Otherwise, why would he spend so much money?

"I apologize to you, Mo Wen, it's my attitude that's wrong, I didn't expect you to be so awesome!"

Tyson said in amazement, feeling that the blood in his body was speeding up a lot.

This is a feeling that can only be felt when facing a strong enemy.

"Next, I will do my best to express my respect and gratitude to you!"His eyes showed burning heat, but he looked at Mo Wen cautiously.

"Very good, you are worth the high price I spend."

Mo Wen smiled slightly and walked towards Tyson without any defense.

This time Tyson would not look down on Mo Wen again. Judging from the feel of his hit on Mo Wen just now, ordinary force could not cause any harm to Mo Wen. , only by exerting all your strength can you win.

Whoa!

Tyson tentatively punched a left jab, the speed of the punch was so fast that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Although he was very big, his speed and reaction ability were comparable to those of lightweights. Even a featherweight player.

The crisp and short sound of breaking through the air can mean everything.

However, Mo Wen reacted faster, and even blocked the punch with his fist coming later.

At this moment, Tyson's eyes condensed, The right fist hit Mo Wen's abdomen with enough force.

This punch was enough to hit a 100 kilogram sandbag to the ceiling, and even an adult would be knocked away.

But in the face of such a heavy attack, Mo Wen had no intention of doing anything. Instead, he swung his fist towards Tyson's cheek.

Bang!

Bang!

Click!

Tyson's fist hit Mo Wen's abdomen, and Mo Wen's fist also hit Tyson.

Although they both hit him at the same time , The opponent had a different result.

After receiving a heavy punch from Tyson, Mo Wen's body just bowed, but Tyson flew directly backwards and hit the rope of the boxing ring, and was bounced by the elastic rope of the ring. Back on the ground.

Tyson was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, his pupils shaking as if he was sleepy. Yin Hong's blood flowed out of his crooked nose and soon formed a pool on the ring.

"this power...This kind of power......"

Tyson seemed to recall the scene of his first fight with the boxing gym coach in his youth, the same pain and the same weakness.

Tyson was hit by a fist as heavy as an iron ball. He felt that the world in front of him was blurry and distorted as if it was submerged in water.

"1!!"

"2!!"

"3!!" yes...who is it.....! ?

Vaguely, it seemed as if someone was keeping time in Tyson's ear.

"4!!"

Who's timing!?

Tyson reluctantly opened his eyes, his pupils as if they had lost focus.

This kind of private competition is like a street fight....The knockdown shouldn't be timed!

He raised his head as if to see who was keeping time.

"About, John——"

"John Salimba!!"

Tyson's pupils shrank, and he shouted in his heart the name of the greatest boxer of the 20th century, the man known as the God of Boxing.

In front of him, a translucent foreign man with terrifying muscles stood with his arms akimbo. in front of

‘Hahaha, look at your embarrassed look......’

‘Since you're called the heavyweight champion of the world...You can't stay there in a daze! '

This phantom man named John Salimba said: 'Boy, remember for me, the so-called boxing heavyweight champion......’

‘It means the strongest man on earth!! '

Tyson's pupils began to focus and his eyes glowed again

‘OK! Boy, go fight!! '

The shadow made a boxer's stance and then disappeared.

Uh-huh!

Tyson stood up again. Different from before, he had an unprecedented momentum.

"Come on Mo Wen, let's continue fighting!"Tyson put on his posture and said enthusiastically......

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