Start getting stronger by modifying your breathing method

Chapter 17 Practical Combat (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

The reason why Hu Qi could see this was not because he had a sharp vision, but because the situation on the field was too obvious.

Anyone can see it.

However, this is not absolute, and it is not impossible that something unexpected might happen.

Another dozen seconds passed.

Lin Rong began to breathe heavily, sweat appeared on his forehead, and his speed slowed down.

When Chen Chang saw this, he immediately threw a punch.

In a hurry, Lin Rong raised his arms to block in front of him.

With a bang, under the influence of huge inertia.

Lin Rong took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, his arms becoming red and swollen.

"I'm sorry. Thank you for letting me."

Looking at this scene, Chen Chang smiled innocently and prepared to walk over and pull him up.

However, Lin Rong looked unhappy. He simply ignored the hand extended by the other party, staggered to his feet, and walked back to the team.

Afterwards, Chen Wu continued to call the roll.

The winner looks excited, while the loser looks disappointed.

However, these people have only reached the entry level of mixed martial arts at best, and are even inferior to Chen Chang and Lin Rong.

During the fight, two of them almost got into a real fight, which turned into a fistfight, but were stopped in time by Chen Wu.

The speed displayed by the opponent's attack made Hu Qi's eyes slightly narrow.

Soon, it was his turn.

"Hu Qi, Song Jian!"

Chen Wu's eyes moved slightly and he glanced at the two of them.

Hu Qi and Song Jian are undoubtedly the two students he favors the most among this group of students.

Song Jian was fine, as he showed good aptitude at the beginning and was the first person to learn mixed martial arts.

But Hu Qi was a little confusing. This man's daily progress was so amazing.

So, he deliberately let the two of them fight against each other. He was very curious about the outcome of the fight between the two.

Soon, Hu Qi and Song Jian came to the center of the field and stood facing each other.

"Come on, Brother Song!"

"Let him know your strength, Brother Song!"

There were voices of encouragement from a few followers nearby.

Song Jian ignored it.

He looked at Hu Qi.

"You are very good. I have noticed you for a long time. I hope you will be a good opponent."

Hu Qi smiled.

"please!"

The voice just fell.

The two took action almost at the same time.

Song Jian stretched out his hands, with his five fingers clasped together to form claws.

He moved his body and grabbed at the vital points of Hu Qi.

It is the falcon claw of mixed martial arts.

There are a total of eighteen styles in mixed martial arts, including the use of techniques for legs, feet, claws, fists, palms, etc.

The falcon claw is one of the most powerful attacking methods.

The falcon claw technique that Song Jian displayed was fierce and powerful, like an eagle extending its claws, and it was obvious that he had mastered it.

Seeing this, Hu Qi raised his hand and also used the Falcon Claw.

The two men's arms touched, and several dull sounds were heard.

"Not bad."

Chen Wu's eyes lit up slightly.

These two guys, Song Jian and Hu Qi, used their moves so skillfully that it was obvious that they were far beyond the entry level.

In comparison, the previous students were just rookies fighting each other, it was disgusting to watch.

Lin Rong and the others standing by were all shocked.

Before, several of them had engaged in actual combat in private.

Song Jian's strength far exceeds theirs.

Even the strongest Lin Rong could only withstand two moves before being defeated by the opponent.

When they saw Chen Wu praising Hu Qi before, some of them were a little skeptical.

Unexpectedly, this guy could fight with Song Jian to a standstill.

In the field.

The two exchanged several moves.

Hu Qi rarely takes the initiative to attack and spends most of his time on defense.

See this situation.

Song Jian frowned slightly.

The opponent was so difficult to deal with, and his use of mixed martial arts was actually comparable to mine.

No, as an opponent, he could even feel that Hu Qi was handling it with ease and seemed to have some strength left.

Think of this.

A surge of anger rose in his heart.

Seeing Hu Qi blocking his attack again.

Immediately step on the ground, tense your muscles and bones, and bounce.

The other arm was raised high, five fingers clenched, and a punch was thrown out suddenly!
Hu Qi's expression changed. He also threw out a cannon punch!

Bang!
A dull bang erupted in the field!

An invisible gust of wind blew up.

As the robe fluttered, the fine dust in the air scattered to both sides.

The two figures trembled.

under huge reaction force.

Song Jian staggered and took two steps back.

Hu Qi, who was standing still, just shook his body and took half a step back.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.

"Accepted!"

Hu Qi said calmly.

Song Jian stood there, feeling a tingling sensation in his arms.

After a moment of silence, he spoke.

"You are very strong. I won't lose to you next time."

Then he turned around and returned to the team.

"You are very talented in fighting, keep it up."

Chen Wu reached out and patted Hu Qi on the shoulder to show encouragement.

His palms are thick and broad, giving people a strong sense of power.

"Well, I will."

Hu Qi smiled.

……

After school time.

Hu Qi was alone, sitting in the corner.

When I raised the back of my hand, I saw a piece of skin broken at the joint.

That was the damage caused by the bare-handed fight with Song Jian.

I didn't feel anything before, but now I feel some pain.

He also had a rough estimate of Song Jian's strength in his mind.

It should be the equivalent of mixed martial arts (skilled) level.

Compared with him, there is naturally a gap.

He picked up the iced mineral water beside him, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back, and drank half of the bottle in one gulp.

Only then did I feel that the hot and boiling feeling in my body had subsided.

Recall what just happened.

The feeling of punching each other in the flesh is somewhat intoxicating.

"Am I born a warmonger?"

He couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Think of this.

Something moved in his heart.

Call up the panel.

[Owner: Hu Qi]

【Condition: Normal (the surface of the right hand joint is broken)△】

[Age: 21 (59 years left to live)]

[Skills: Mixed Martial Arts (Minor Success)△]

[Yang Yuan Breathing Method (Perfect)]

【Cooking (Proficient)△】

[Modified value: 1]

Hu Qi's eyes quickly scanned the panel.

Compared to before.

Scarlet's modification panel hasn't changed much.

After all, it won't show precise values ​​such as specific strength, speed, and physique.

Hu Qi was not surprised by this. He called up the panel to check it out of habit.

Just when he was about to look away.

Suddenly there was a pause.

“Does this mean it can be modified?”

Hu Qi was a little surprised.

You know, according to his habit, he would call up the panel to check it almost every one or two hours every day.

Just like ordinary people who get a new mobile phone, they will open it and take a look at it when they have nothing to do.

He had just read it an hour ago, and mixed martial arts simply could not be improved.

But now.

Hu Qi looked at the triangle symbol behind the mixed martial arts that represented the ability to modify.

Then he looked down.

The modified value is still one point, without any increase.

So there is only one explanation for the current situation.

　I was delayed by something, so the update is a little late, sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)