genius creator

Chapter 690 God-level imitation of great god skills
Westerners advocate fighting. John, who lived in Spain since he was a child, practiced fighting skills hard, which is somewhat similar to boxing.

Due to his superior family background, John has won a lot of small rewards for practicing martial arts since he was a child.

As far as he is concerned, he usually dare not say anything about dealing with people like Yang Luo, but today he should have no problem dealing with them.

So he mustered up all his strength and punched Yang Luo's nose suddenly. The wind from that punch howled, and the air trembled in the fierce cold wind.

"Yang Luo, be careful..." Yulia, who ran out of the hospital, saw John rushing towards Yang Luo, her expression suddenly became frightened, she covered her mouth with her hands, she couldn't imagine what Yang Luo would do next What kind of tragic situation appeared in front of her, she was already too late.

"Yang Luo, go to hell." John burst out with great strength and punched hard.

Yang Lu sneered in her heart, just because you still want to humiliate me, go ahead and dream.

"The god-level imitation of the skills of the great gods - the ultimate boxing champion Tyson."

With a "squeak", the ring on Yang Luo's finger shone brightly, and the system was instantly generated in Yang Luo's mind, and Tyson's photo was frozen in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Luo felt that his whole body was full of explosive power, especially the strength of his arms, which had reached an unprecedented strength. It seemed that a single punch could explode the air.

"Could this be the strength of boxing champion Tyson?"

In a moment of astonishment, Yang Luo stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person rushed towards him like a beast.

Protecting the sides of the head with both hands, the eyes stared at the prey like a god of death, and the next step was to explode.

"Go to hell," John yelled.

Swish~swish, John swung left uppercuts and right uppercuts one after another, hitting the opponent's temple.

I saw Yang Luo shoo, shoo twice, his body quickly dodged the opponent's attack, it was too sensitive.

"What!" John looked surprised. With the two punches just now, he had completely blocked the opponent's attacking route, but how could he hide it? Besides, Yang Luo had never been in contact with fighting boxing, so what happened to the movements he made? Exactly the same as myself.

John is full of confidence in his fighting boxing skills. At the beginning, he worshiped under the famous coach in Spain. I heard that his master once fought invincible fighters all over the world. He only met one person who lost, and that person was the former The emperor of world boxing, Tyson.

So he has full confidence to defeat Yang Luo.

But Yang Luo actually avoided it, which is unbelievable.

Faced with John's shock, Yang Luo's mouth drew a little-known arc.

"Your attack is over, this time it's my turn."

Yang Luo's voice exploded in John's ears, and Yang Luo rushed over in a flash, his body speed was completely higher than John's, especially the speed of punching, that was simply lightning.

"Shua, Shua"

Yang Luo also threw out two punches, John stepped back and was about to hide, but it was too late.

"Go away," Yang Luo roared, John subconsciously covered his head with his hands, but Yang Luo's fist instantly brought hundreds of kilograms of pressure.

Feeling this terrifying pressure, John shouted in horror: "What?"

With a "boom", Yang Luo punched the opponent's arm protecting his head. John was stunned for a moment, then his body exploded and he backed away.

"This strength?" John was almost stunned. The punch just now was completely beyond his level, and his body was still retreating.

At this moment, Yang Luo's body rushed over like a ghost, and punched John's rib again.

And this punch, Yang Luo used the power of the boxing champion to the extreme.

"bang"

"what"

There was a muffled sound, accompanied by a scream like a pig being killed.

John was thrown into the air by Yang Luo's punch. John's feet were off the ground, and he was shot 5 meters away. He knelt on the ground, covered the injured area with his hands, and couldn't say a word.

Seven or eight of his ribs were broken in an instant, and he was about to suffocate, almost to death.

"Eh..." John's whole body bent into a shrimp shape, twitching in pain.

Yang Luo walked over slowly. He never thought of keeping his hand when dealing with someone like John.

Just when Yang Luo walked over and was about to send his signature shot.

A figure suddenly passed behind him, and jumped directly on John, "John, are you okay," Yulia yelled worriedly, then turned her head suddenly, and glared at Yang Luo with an angry look.

Opening his hands, he shouted loudly: "You are not allowed to touch my fiancé, get out, get out."

At this moment, Yang Luo's footsteps stopped, and his heart felt as if thousands of swords fell in an instant, stabbing his heart repeatedly repeatedly.

Sad, angry, speechless.

This is the process of Yang Luo's inner transformation from beginning to end.

Looking into Yulia's angry eyes, there was no love in them, only anger.

Yang Luo didn't speak, just looked at John who kept his head down and moaned in pain.

"I won, you have to keep your promise." After finishing speaking, Yang Luo left without looking back, and gradually disappeared into the white snowflakes with Ling Feng who was beside him with a surprised expression.

Yulia, a woman with extremely high emotional intelligence, had already made up her mind when she stood in front of John.

She and Yang Luo had to make a break.

Since she couldn't go back, she could only choose to accept that she could no longer return to Yang Luo's side, and it would be better to make a clean break instead of worrying about it.

The process was painful, but she had to keep acting.

Looking at Yang Luo who disappeared into the heavy snow, all the strength in Yulia's body was drained immediately, and she sat limply on the ground, letting her tears flow, but at this time, her heart was completely dead.

There are fewer and fewer people on the street, and because of the heavy snow, there are very few vehicles on the road.

Yang Luo was like a boiler, steaming all over his body, he threw his coat to Ling Feng, and he was only wearing a thin long-sleeved jersey underneath.

An eye-catching national emblem on his chest represents the team that Yang Luo represents. In the heavy snow, Yang Luo started to run slowly, and he wanted to vent, completely vent.

"what"

Yang Luo raised his head to the sky and screamed, and then ran out.

Seeing this, Ling Feng shook his head and had no choice but to chase after him.

Moscow Central Park is a famous tourist attraction in Moscow.

Although snowflakes were floating in the sky, it still couldn't stop people's enthusiasm.

There are tourists from various countries here, and of course there are many Asians.

As the Asian team in this World Cup, the Japanese team is very strong, but it is a pity that they were eliminated by the Chinese team. Although the World Cup trip is over, breaking into the World Cup has already bent the task assigned by the Japanese Football Association, so the Football Association specially gave the team After a one-month vacation, I can play as I like in Russia.

No, today the team came to Moscow Central Park together.

The scenery here is very beautiful, the European architecture and the beautiful girls with blue eyes make the eyes of these Asian players brighten up.

While the Japanese team members were playing happily, the voice of help suddenly came from the front.

(End of this chapter)