Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 23 Sleeping Dogs
"Grandpa, grandpa!"

"You are my grandpa!!!"

Brother Fei did not behave as tough as Huang Mao, and immediately chose to beg for mercy in a very blatant manner.

Fang Cheng let go of his hand, his expression calm, and let him collapse at his feet.

"Brother Cheng..."

Zhou Xiumei quickly hid beside Fang Cheng.

Her face was tense and her heart was filled with fear and surprise.

How come Fang Cheng, who has always been gentle and polite, has become so strong that he can easily subdue the arrogant and domineering gangster with one hand?

"Brother Fei!"

The other two younger brothers came to their senses and hurriedly helped the boss who was in great pain.

Brother Fei got up from the ground tremblingly, holding his right hand which seemed to be broken, and looked at Fang Cheng with fear and anger in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, if you have the guts, just wait..."

He seems a little lacking in confidence.

After saying a few harsh words, he put his finger into his mouth and whistled.

Along with the whistle that pierced the night sky, there was a sudden sound of tables and chairs falling down in the nearby food stall.

Then, a group of young men with dyed hair and earrings pushed through the crowd and ran over, shouting:

"Boss, what's wrong?", "Brother Fei, which blind man are you going to teach a lesson to again?"

There were many people, talking a lot and looking aggressive, and each of them was holding folding stools and beer bottles as weapons.

When other people around saw this, they immediately hid far away, fearing that they would get into trouble.

"Brother Cheng, they are all gangsters, let's run!"

Zhou Xiumei nervously tugged at Fang Cheng's sleeve with both hands and reminded him in a low voice.

"It's okay, just step back a little."

Fang Cheng took off the bag, handed it to Zhou Xiumei, and smiled at her:
"To tell you the truth, I've been training in the gym, and tonight I can try them out!"

"But……"

Zhou Xiumei was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took the bag.

As he spoke, Fang Cheng had already taken a big step and took the initiative to greet the thugs who were gathering around him.

He raised his hands and kicked his legs to stretch his muscles, and then he glanced around and asked casually:

"Is everyone here?"

At this moment, in addition to the three thugs, there were eight or nine more people standing in front of him.

"You little brat, who do you think you are? Are you going to fight ten people by yourself?"

"Since you are so brave, don't blame us for outnumbering you, let's all attack together!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Brother Fei also paid great attention to his face. He first said a few polite words, then waved his hand and ordered his younger brothers to charge forward.

He quickly retreated to a safe place to avoid being caught and beaten again.

Fang Cheng raised his fists and assumed a calm stance.

There was no intention of capturing the leader first, but instead he was keeping a close eye on the thug who took the lead and showed the most courage.

With a kick of his foot, his body instantly shot out like a bow and arrow.

Snapped!
He sprinted forward and threw a sideways straight punch, which quickly passed through the air and hit the opponent's nose hard.

The huge impact force caused the gangster's head to shake, and he lost consciousness due to the pain, and then fell straight on his back.

Fang Cheng knocked out an enemy easily and efficiently as soon as they started fighting, and he showed no intention of relaxing at all.

There was a slight sound of breaking air beside his ear. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye and quickly took a step sideways and kicked.

Bang!

The bottle slipped out of his hand and broke into pieces, and the attacker bent over like a shrimp and sat down on his butt.

Fang Cheng did not pause, and then dodged again, dodging the punches of the other two.

He then quickly stepped back, creating distance and adjusting his stance, trying to escape the double-team situation as quickly as possible.

But after only a few seconds of fighting, he found that all the gaps around him had been blocked.

These hooligans won't follow the code of conduct when they fight. They line up one by one and fight one-on-one.

What they are best at is street fights where the one with the most men and women competes for the other.

suddenly!

Another sound of breaking through the air was heard behind my head, approaching rapidly.

At this moment, Fang Cheng just dodged a kick from a gangster.

He had no time to dodge and could only turn sideways and use his arms to block the folding stool that was hitting his head.

Snapped!
The stool hit the arm muscles with a whistling sound.

The dull sound made the onlookers tremble in their hearts.

Many people predicted that this handsome and gentle young man might be in trouble!

Zhou Xiumei, who was standing nearby, felt her heart tighten instantly and she clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands.

She couldn't help but take a few steps forward, not caring about anything else but wanting to help Fang Cheng. However, as soon as she took a step, her eyes suddenly sparkled with surprise and joy.

Fang Cheng suddenly leaned forward and used his back to resist the punches and kicks from others, while his arms tightly hugged the thug who was swinging the bench.

He grabbed his opponent by the waist, lifted him up, turned 360 degrees, and threw him out fiercely.

The thugs who were beating the man were forced to retreat and scatter.

The unlucky guy was thrown three meters away and directly knocked over a barbecue stall.

The scorching coals set his clothes on fire and stung his skin, causing him to roll around on the ground, screaming for help.

Several passers-by nearby were also affected.

"Uu——"

Fang Cheng took a slight breath to calm his violent heartbeat caused by the sudden outburst just now.

The pain in his arms and back did not make him retreat.

Instead, it makes the blood rush throughout the body, making one more excited.

He twisted his neck and began to take small steps to adjust his condition.

Obviously, he was not very satisfied with his previous combat performance.

"This kid has learned martial arts. Don't give him a chance to catch his breath. Hurry up and continue!"

Three main forces were lost in the blink of an eye. Fei Ge's face changed slightly. He hid in the crowd, shouting and directing the battle.

Facing the gangsters who had gathered around him again, Fang Cheng's eyes were burning as he whispered to himself:

"Focus skill, activate!"

In an instant, his eyes calmed down and his breathing became much steadier.

The noise of the surrounding spectators and Zhou Xiumei's shouts all passed by her ears quickly and faded away.

All that was left before my eyes were a group of figures with bared teeth, like vicious dogs.

As if realizing the advantage of numbers, the two thugs exchanged glances, shouted first, and rushed forward from both sides.

They tried to copy Fang Cheng's previous technique of grabbing the opponent by the waist in order to restrict the opponent's movements and allow other brothers to take the opportunity to attack.

But Fang Cheng didn't give them any chance at all.

He immediately raised his leg and hip, then leaned back and kicked one of them over.

Then, he turned to deal with the other person who had his hand on his shoulder.

Hold the wrist behind the body, twist the waist to exert force, and throw it over the shoulder with one arm.

The man flew straight over his head and was knocked unconscious.

After taking care of the two men in an instant, Fang Cheng was quick-witted and quick-handed, grabbing the other leg that was kicking towards him.

Then he took advantage of the momentum and pulled him effortlessly, making the gangster do the splits on the ground, holding his crotch and crying.

After many actual combat experiences, Fang Cheng's combat experience has obviously grown.

At this time, he changed his strategy and no longer pursued the effect of killing with one blow.

Instead, he used his hands to protect vital parts of his body, and relied on the dodging and footwork advantages of boxing to move flexibly, fighting and retreating at the same time.

The main means of counterattack are the various Sanda techniques that have just been learned.

Front kick, side kick, upper high sweep, middle side kick, lower low chop...

If someone breaks into the inner circle, I will immediately throw him with my wrist or leg, and then break away from him in one blow. I will never fight to the death.

During the incident, the gangsters who were thrown out fell into the crowd, causing chaos.

Fang Cheng didn't care about hurting innocent people, his eyes were terrifyingly calm.

After the concentration skill was activated, all he thought about was fighting.

The more you use the various techniques, the smoother and smoother they become.

He even subconsciously reduced the force of his attack a little, wanting to fight the enemy a little longer.

It didn't look like a street fight, but more like being in a boxing gym, practicing attack and defense with a sparring partner.

Or they are constantly reviewing leg techniques, kicking and punching.

However, the "boxing fighters" in front of them were not strong enough to withstand the beatings and fell down one after another.

boom!
Fang Cheng turned around and kicked out with a whip kick, hitting the last opponent who was still standing stubbornly.

The tall and strong gangster swayed his body like a pendulum a few times, and then fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a prompt message appeared before my eyes as expected.

[You defeated a group of street thugs, boxing experience +45]

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, his eyes sparkled and regained their alertness.

Looking at the results of this battle, his facial expression revealed both relief and a little disappointment.

Before he could think too much.

The panel flickered, and another message appeared a little later.

[Congratulations, you have practiced your skills diligently and achieved an impressive level, successfully mastering a combat skill]

(End of this chapter)