I will practice more in the United States

Chapter 52 Settle the Grudge

Seth's outpouring of anger at him after the bike race nearly turned him from "too" to "big."

Seizing the initiative with a sneak attack is a sure-fire technique that Li Ang taught Charles.

But now, Ciel discovered that the conditions for using the special move had been triggered.

When a 190-pound strong man punches you with all his strength, you will know why boxing matches are divided into weight classes.

Barber only had time to slightly protect his cheek with one hand, and then he was hit by this heavy punch and completely lost his balance, and threw himself towards the rope next to him.

This is actually quite normal. Apart from the skill gap, the biggest gap between ordinary people and professional boxers is their ability to resist fighting.

Most people will easily lose their ability to resist if they receive a heavy punch below the head.

Another trick is to hit the target. When the enemy is in a frozen state, you must do as much damage as possible.

"Bang! Bang!"

Now Barber could only subconsciously protect his head and let Ciel punch him one after another.

If he hadn't been in the ring at this moment, he would have landed knee strikes and elbow strikes by now.

Ciel grinned, with a strange smile on his face, and he seemed to be saying something.

He looked at Barber as if he was not looking at a person, but an object.

The two Barber companions in the audience were dumbfounded, especially the one who had just been slapped in the face. He was very grateful for this, otherwise he would probably be the one getting slapped on the stage now.

The two people agreed that it was just a boxing practice, so there was no referee on the field at all. By the time Barber's two companions below the stage reacted, Barber could hardly stand up.

If Li Ang hadn't dissuaded him in time, the two of them might not have been able to control Charles, who was currently in a violent state.

Taylor knew very well what Ciel looked like now. It was obvious that he was suffering from excessive adrenaline secretion.

This round of fighting also vented the resentment that Ciel had accumulated for many years.

In the past, he had never thought of resisting, which was why his nickname was "Weak Ciel".

After Ciel got off the ring, he collapsed on the ground. He felt that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers now.

The feeling of exerting full power is indeed very satisfying, but the physical energy consumed is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Fortunately, Ciel had exercised during this period, otherwise he might have collapsed from exhaustion before knocking others down.

"Your friend seems to be a bit harsh."

From the auditorium not far away, a figure slowly walked over.

Unlike the other three little Karas, this one's figure is not on the same level as them.

He only wore a pair of sports shorts, and his upper body was exposed with strong muscles, and even a few bruises could be seen on it.

This man Li Ang looked familiar. Thanks to his excellent memory, Li Ang quickly remembered that he was the previous president of the school's boxing club, Luke Brandt, who has now graduated.

Li Ang and Charles have never been bullied by him. In other words, they have no chance of meeting such a legendary figure in the school.

The other two people who were still standing, as soon as they saw Brandt coming over, their waists straightened up as if they had been inflated.

In fact, Brandt was too lazy to meddle in such nosy matters, and he looked down upon these guys who only teased their classmates all day long and did not do anything serious.

Not to mention anything else, if Barber could practice with him seriously every time he came over, he wouldn't be so miserable now.

However, the captains of these football teams had a good relationship with him, so he always had to come out and ask for an explanation.

"I've never heard of such a thing as being heavy-handed in the ring."

Li Ang looked at him without hesitation.

He estimated that he might have to play a game today. It seemed that he was fighting the younger one and the older one was here.

But it would be nice to be able to solve this problem once and for all, so as not to have these flies appear in front of him all the time and be annoying.

"Maybe you want to have a try with me in the ring?"

Brandt had not seen anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of him for a long time, so he frowned and said to Li Ang.

"No, I don't want to fight you for the time being." Li Ang shook his head and replied.

The only intact member of the trio couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"You are smarter than I thought. At least you won't die hahaha."

Li Ang calmly moved his gaze towards him, "Let's start with you first."

He clearly remembered that the bump on his head on the first day he traveled through time was caused by this person.

I originally thought that I would have a chance to take revenge after I got the school, but I didn't expect that the time to meet would come so quickly.

The reason why he chose to avoid Brandt first was not because he was afraid.

But Li Ang was afraid that after the beating, he would be scared away.

"Did I hear you correctly? You?"

The young man with a buzzcut seemed a little amused.

He didn't dare to touch that friend of Ciel. As for Ciel, to be honest, he was a little scared.

The rest of Leon? It is obviously the softest persimmon inside.

With his height and body, he doubted that he could kick him until he fell to the ground.

As soon as Li Ang entered the ring, he was stopped by the short-haired young man again.

"Wait a minute, you have to sign a liability exemption agreement first. After all, your medical expenses will be a lot of money by then, and I can't afford it hahahahaha."

He felt that he was too stable and had completely taken all the situations into consideration.

Li Ang couldn't help but smile.

"You're pretty good at arranging things."

With the previous lesson learned, Brandt also followed into the ring this time and acted as the referee for the two people.

Although just looking at his body shape, it was obvious that Li Ang was no match for the short-haired young man, but for some reason, he could sense a dangerous aura from Li Ang's walking posture.

The short-haired young man imitated Muhammad Ali's butterfly step on the ring, jumping with his feet and making pendulum-like dodge movements with his head.

Not to mention the several audience members in the audience, Brandt alone was sweating a little.

It wasn't because of anything else, it was because the action was too awkward and made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Come on! Let me experience your strength."

The short-haired young man raised his fingers towards Li Ang.

"Wait a minute, I haven't learned boxing and I don't know the rules. I want to know if I can hit someone with my shoulder?"

Li Ang stretched out his palm to express a pause and asked Brandt.

He shook his head and replied: "It is a typical foul to bump or hit an opponent with the head, shoulder, forearm, or elbow joint."

"Don't be like this, Brandt. We should give the newcomers more room for trial and error. Just play your way. I'll accept it."

The short-haired young man could tell at a glance that Li Ang started to regret it after he got into the ring, so he started to find various excuses.

Since both parties have reached an agreement, Brandt has no reason to object. This is not a regular game anyway.

"Come here! Why don't you come forward? Just accept my punch and you can step off the stage. This process is very fast, and you may not even feel the pain."

The short-haired young man kept provoking and talking trash.

What should be said is that he has not learned the boxing moves, but he has learned a lot of trash talk.

"I'm looking for an angle, what are you waiting for?"

Li Ang showed a kind smile.

When Li Ang, the short-haired young man, and the pillars in the corner of the ring were on the same straight line, Li Ang finally moved.

(End of this chapter)