Chapter 429 The Peerless Master Turns Into a Weakling

Detu never said a word, because he knew best how powerful Cen Duo's fists were. He suffered a lot here that day two months ago. His silence was due to his solemnity, to concentrate his energy and to prepare for action.

Zhuoyang has also fully entered the first level of combat readiness. Although it is incredible that the little old man in front of him has professional-level fighting strength, he knows that Detu cannot lie, and there are indeed unspectacular masters in this world.

Uncle Li from the military sports teaching and research section of the courtyard is much thinner and smaller than Cen Duo, and his appearance is so ordinary that it is difficult for a digital camera to capture it.

At that time, Uncle Li was assigned by the military to train the Presidential Guard in Venezuela. In order to complete the tasks assigned by the organization, Uncle Li relied on his fierce and ruthless martial arts to defeat and cripple more than a dozen other masters from various countries who came to compete. From taekwondo to kickboxing, from boxing to defeating enemies with one move, they are all ruthless characters, but Uncle Li is invincible.

Of course, that was Uncle Li's feat when he was still young in his thirties. But this shows that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and the bad old man may also be a master of hiding.

According to Detu, Cen Duo was a master of boxing, and Detu was completely incapable of fighting him one-on-one. He was just a punching bag. Perhaps two months ago, Cen Duo was afraid that he would be unable to pass the club level if he knocked out Detu, so the two of them put on a full set of armor before the match. But today Cen Duo was just forcing Nao Nao, and he didn't even wear boxing gloves yet.

Zhuoyang doesn't care whether Cen Duo wears a condom or not, because only a layman would think that boxing gloves are only for protecting the opponent. In fact, boxing gloves are more about protecting your hands.

Human finger bones are actually very fragile, and the weak explosive power of ordinary people is not obvious. However, if a practitioner hits with all his strength and hits hard places such as the opponent's forehead or cheekbones with his bare fist, or even the ribs and shoulders, it is easy to cause injuries. Even if the opponent suffers a broken finger, it seems that the opponent will suffer badly, but the impact is point-like and may not cause much shock or penetration.

A real boxing expert would not dare to use his full strength without wearing boxing gloves, and would often be very hesitant about punching. Only by wearing the right gloves can a boxer exert maximum power and cause maximum damage to his opponent.

"I'll give you five minutes to wear something." Zhuo Yang said.

"No need..." Cen Duo shook his head.

"Okay, whatever you want."

"Zhuo, Tu, I really don't want to fight today."

"It's not up to you!" Following Zhuo Yang's stern voice, the two brothers attacked at the same time. Zhuo Yang's high legs were caught in the wind.

Detu stepped forward and punched straight with fire.

Detu's attack was not unpleasant, but his blow missed. Wherever his fist went, Cen Duo disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Detu suddenly felt horrified: This old guy is even more ethereal than he was two months ago!

He quickly took a defensive stance to protect himself, and then looked around for the enemy. When he lowered his head, he discovered that Cen Duo was lying on the ground.

Detu: "..."

Zhuoyang's high leg was hanging sideways, Cen Duo blocked it with his arms, and was worried about Detu's straight punch. With such multitasking, Zhuo Yang, who was using all his leg strength, chopped him down to the ground.

After kicking the enemy down, Zhuoyang was not happy, nor did he continue immediately. Instead, he twisted his head and looked at Detu blankly: Brother, is this the professional master you are talking about?

This guy is obviously a weakling!

Detu was even more confused than him: Why did he lie on the ground on purpose?

"This dog... old thing... what the hell, wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."

That's right! This explanation is perfect, and Zhuo Yang deeply agrees with it.

The two brothers regained their posture and were even more prepared than before.

Zhuoyang didn't rush forward because you didn't know if this old guy was good at ground skills. Out of caution, the two of them took a step back together, and Zhuo Yang shouted: "Get up!"

Cen Duo slowly got up from the ground, his calm movements contained endless coercion, and his demeanor as a peerless master was fully revealed.

"you……"

Supporting characters never die from talking too much! As long as they decide to take action, no matter how terrifying the enemy is, Zhuo Yang and Detu will not say another word and just fight.

The two brothers launched again at the same time. Detu's eagle pounced on his rabbit and jumped up. Zhuo Yang stepped forward and feinted, then swung back and kicked the sand and rocks away.

Zhuo Yang seemed to hear the groan of his lumbar spine. This sharp and killing kick actually missed, and he almost dodged himself.

This time, Hecenduo truly demonstrated his superb disappearing skills. The moment he was about to be kicked in the head by Zhuo Yang, he miraculously disappeared.

Even though he was an enemy, Zhuo Yang admired Cen Duo to the point of admiration at this moment. If you can disappear in an instant, you can't do anything on earth in this life.

Zhuo Yang has already raised his knees, neck, and arms to defend himself carefully. Don't let the old guy suddenly show up and give him a hammer again. Then, he discovered that Cen Duo was lying in the corner of the yard about a foot away, with his arms and legs spread out.

Zhuo Yang: "..."

Like a rhinoceros, Detu leaned forward, picked up Cen Duo from the waist, and threw him violently with the help of inertia. Just this one blow can almost take away half the life of a farm cow.

Zhuoyang regained his posture in confusion, and looked at Detu, who was also puzzled.

"Old thing...or is it a pig...eating a tiger?"

"This... I'm afraid, this is too big a bet, isn't it?"

"What should we do now?"

"How about trying again?"

"Okay! Be careful."

The two brothers still didn't dare to be careless. They just stood far away. Zhuo Yang's face was as dark as water: "Get up and fight again!"

Cen Duo put one hand on the ground and the other on his waist, and climbed up shakily. His two bare feet seemed unsteady, and he staggered a few steps before he stood up again.

One of his cotton slippers hung on a branch protruding from the courtyard wall, and the other flew into the small goal in the corner. Both of his trouser legs were torn. At this time, Cen Duo looked like a simple master.

"Zhuo, Tu, let's fight another day, right?"

"It's not up to you!"

"You... don't bully others too much."

If the mountain doesn't come, I'll go to the mountain. Zhuo Yang shouted, "Beat him," and the two of them stepped forward, twisted their waists, and jumped up. They picked up four fists as big as sand bowls and smashed them on his head and face.

Cen Duo couldn't even open his eyes under the raindrops. He could only try his best to raise his arms to the left and right to support, and kept doing swaying and evasive movements with his body lowered.

The brothers shook their fists so hard that the wind and rain could not penetrate them, and a fierce wind blew in the backyard of the second floor.

Cen Duo was deeply intoxicated by the pain of being shaken by the storm.

The downpour was pouring down from nowhere. Zhuo Yang suddenly stopped De Tu and stopped the rain. Cen Duo still raised his arms to the left and right to support him, and kept doing swaying and evasive movements with his body lowered.

Zhuoyang crossed his arms and crossed his chest, Detu put his hands on his hips, and the two brothers just watched Cen Duo sway quietly.

Cen Duo still hunched his head and closed his eyes, raised his arms to support him, and kept making swaying and evasive movements with his body low and downward.

The two brothers just watched quietly.

Cen Duo, who was dancing wildly, finally felt that the rainstorm seemed to have stopped, or maybe he was tired. He stopped and raised his head carefully.

When I looked up at this time, I could no longer tell whether Cen Duo was a boy or a girl, what race he was, his age, or even his facial features. If anyone can recognize this thing as Cen Duo's face at this time, it means that he is a living CT machine.

If you hold up a wild boar head and stand side by side with Cen Duo, the boar head will look so graceful and graceful.

Cen Duo opened the crack that was an eye or something, and looked at Zhuoyang and Detu humbly.

"Oh hit~~~"

Two fists were punched in the face, and Cen Duo fell back with a "clack".