Bang!
Yang Xiaodao flew several feet into the air, his back hit the wall heavily, and he rolled to the ground, choking on a mouthful of blood.
"Wow, not bad, you lasted ten seconds this time." Bai Sheng moved his wrist casually, with a half-mocking and frivolous face, "What are you doing, you're lying down now? Get up and try to see if you can touch a single hair of mine this time, come on."
"%@&#..." Yang Xiaodao cursed silently, and got up with sweat dripping down his back. With a fierce look in his eyes, he rushed towards Bai Sheng. His heavy steel boxing gloves instantly sent out dozens of lightning punches, but Bai Sheng easily avoided them in the blink of an eye, and then cut his elbow and kicked him -
Plop!!
The tons of gravity were fast and fierce. Yang Xiaodao hit the wall again like a cannonball and fell to the ground with blood all over his head and face.
Chu Yan got up and ran forward, half-knelt on the ground to examine Yang Xiaodao, and frowned in dissatisfaction: "You are too heavy-handed! Mr. Bai!"
Fortunately, the gym at home was reinforced with alloy, otherwise Yang Xiaodao would have smashed through the wall. Even so, the boy was in great pain, his skin and flesh were torn all over his body, he lay on the ground gasping for breath, blood gushed out from his forehead like a floodgate opened.
Bai Sheng, this scumbag father, at least restrained himself in front of his daughter. He put on a black T-shirt and didn't show off his extremely strong muscles and the scratches on his shoulders and back. Hearing this, he drank a sip of water and said, "He asked for the devilish training himself. This is just the beginning."
"That can't be..."
"Either you get beaten by dad now, or you get beaten by that little devil Noda Shunsuke in the future, it's your choice." Bai Sheng smiled with a proud and sympathetic look on his face, "But then again, even if you get beaten by dad, you'll probably still get beaten by Noda Shunsuke in the future. Look at your limp arms and legs, your mindless punches, and your total lack of rules. Why don't you just kneel down and beg for mercy next time..."
Yang Xiaodao cursed loudly, unable to control his anger. His strong back muscles were tensed like a bow, and he rushed forward regardless of anything!
In an instant, the two men's arms and elbows collided, and more than ten moves had been exchanged in an instant. The fist wind and lightning set off countless blade-like circular airflows. Any object that touched it would be shredded into pieces. The 200-kilogram sandbag was blown into powder and exploded in all directions.
With a loud snap, Bai Sheng blocked the elbow and scolded, "Focus!" He punched the boy in the lower abdomen, and the heavy blow made Yang Xiaodao instantly vomit a large mouthful of gastric juice. In an instant, the two men's arms and elbows collided dozens of times. The boy tried his best to turn his head to avoid the oncoming iron fist. The fist wind tore a huge crack on his forehead. The severe pain made him furious. He blocked Bai Sheng's heavy whip kick with one elbow and punched Bai Sheng in the face!
The terrifying boxing gloves reflected in the pupils were enough to blow a normal person's skull into a ball of blood.
Bai Sheng snapped: "I said focus!"
The next second, he took advantage of the situation and used his left leg, which was held by Yang Xiaodao, as his center of gravity. He flew into the air with a sharp and beautiful kick, and kicked the boy out with a heavy kick!
Bang!!
Yang Xiaodao smashed a big hole in the alloy floor, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, splashing all over his body.
Not far away, Chu Yan turned around and ran out.
"Cough, cough! Cough..."
The boy's whole body convulsed, and he kept choking on a mixture of gastric juice and blood. Then his chest sank and he was mercilessly stepped on by Bai Sheng.