Chapter 68 [The Burning Small Universe]

As soon as he started, Xiong Baizhao knew that he was at a loss. Aiyige showed a completely different skill than before. In the past, Aiyige was just a person who could blow his entire street with a gust of wind. Why is he suddenly so agile now? Moreover, punching Xiong Baizhao even made him feel the existence of power. Before, Xiong Baizhao always believed that even if he stood there and was hit by Aiyige for a day and a night, there would be no damage, provided that Aiyige had such good physical strength to punch his punches for a day and a night.

But now, Xiong Baizhao regretted his previous sturdyness and actually said that he wanted to let Ai Yige take action. With his current situation, he could only attack with one hand, and basically couldn't even touch Ai Yige's clothes.

It’s not that Xiong Baizhao’s feet are standing on the ground and cannot move, so it’s really a target. He can chase Aiyigo, but he still has no choice but to use Aiyigo. Because humans are actually very inertial animals, they say that they give up on one hand and two feet to fight Aiyigo, but it’s not as simple as touching the upper and lower lips. These hands and feet are all moved from the heart, so it’s so easy to stop moving? Often, as soon as the right hand is raised, both feet and left hand are coordinated. Even when Aiyigo’s fist falls on him, he will instinctively want to grab Aiyigo and beat him up. But which hand should he use to grab? Left hand? Then he loses directly. Right hand? What should he use to hit him after grabbing him?

After getting a few more punches, Xiong Baizhao was so anxious that he immediately shouted: "Stop! Pause!"

Ai Yige really stopped, but Peng Lianqing said teasingly, "What's wrong? Are you going to regret it? I plan to modify the way of your hands and feet?"

Xiong Baizhao turned his head and glared at Peng Lianqing fiercely, without saying a word, but walked to Zhao Xinnan and suddenly took off his shirt, revealing his knotted muscles, which looked scary.

His original intention was to hand the clothes to Zhao Xinnan, so that Zhao Xinnan could tie his left hand to his body, so that he would always want to use his left hand to make a move, making it very passive.

But Peng Lianqing screamed at the sight of it: "Damn! We are not here to see the stripper! Besides, who will you take off?" The girls who followed him laughed constantly.

"Shut up!" Xiong Baizhao roared at Peng Lianqing, and his heart was so angry that he was almost tied up, but he had no choice but to hand the clothes to Zhao Xinnan: "Captain, please tie my hands for me!"

Of course, Zhao Xinnan understood Xiong Baizhao's meaning, and also knew that they were the same. They practiced so that they could cooperate with their hands and feet. Now, they were naturally restricted by their own hands and feet. Their feet were not bad, but they were just boxing, but the left hand was really difficult to deal with. Sometimes it was purely a natural reaction from the body, and they did not pass the command of the brain. It was not easy to say that they did not move their left hand at all?

After helping Xiong Baizhao tie up, Zhao Xinnan couldn't help but look at Ai Yige. At this moment, it was the real test for Ai Yige, and she couldn't help but worry. Not to mention anything else, just Xiong Baizhao punched Ai Yige, Ai Yige might lose the ability to resist. Zhao Xinnan knew very well how heavy Xiong Baizhao's fist was.

Ai Yige seemed to know this, and his expression became particularly serious. Looking at Xiong Baizhao who returned to the circle, he was not in a hurry to take the initiative to attack like he had just now.

Xiong Baizhao couldn't help it after all, and he stepped forward with a big strode and hit Ai Yige's face with a roaring fist. Ai Yige dodged sensitively, but the punch hit the cheek. However, the fist wind made Ai Yige feel the sharpness and power of the punch. He thought that if he was hit by this guy, he would faint directly. He must protect his head. Even if he was hit, he could only hit the part of his chest, at least he would not lose his ability to resist.

The two of them fought back and forth on the court. After Xiong Baizhao was tied up with his left hand, although it could be seen from the movement of his left shoulder that he wanted to move his left hand from time to time, but he couldn't move after all, so it would not affect his right hand performance. After all, Ai Yige was just an ordinary person after all. No matter how hard he dodged, he couldn't help but be hit by Xiong Baizhao. Fortunately, he either hit the shoulder or the arm. Although he almost knocked down Ai Yige every time, he could still hold on.

Ai Yige thought to himself that this guy's fist was too heavy. The few strokes he hit on his shoulders and arms were so painful that it was like being hit by those thugs a few days ago. He really had to find a way to end the battle, otherwise if he dragged on, he would sooner or later lose because of his poor ability to resist the attack.

When he was anxious, Ai Yige took out all the things that Uncle Song gave him to him. His hands were less and less, and he was attacking in turn with his legs, kicking towards Xiong Baizhao's head.

Xiong Baizhao also became less confident. He thought that this guy had taken some magic pill, why did he suddenly become so fierce? And the power coming from his fist and legs was definitely not something that a rich young man who said he could spend money all day. With his current skills, he might not be able to take him off smoothly if he had an ordinary special forces soldier.

The two of them had their own worries. Ai Yige suddenly raised his left leg and kicked high at the right side of Xiong Baizhao's head. Xiong Baizhao reached out to block the right without hesitation, but Ai Yige kicked with all his strength, and actually kicked Xiong Baizhao's arm hitting his face, and his head couldn't help but bend.

Then, I saw Ai Yige's left leg just fell down and kicked his right leg, kicking Xiong Baizhao's left brain. Xiong Baizhao had to turn half of his body and continue to block with his right hand. This is the case with one hand missing. He had to use the most awkward way to defend. Xiong Baizhao felt extremely uncomfortable.

But as soon as he came to his side, he knew he was fooled. Ai Yige didn't kick his arm at all. Then he saw Ai Yige turn around, raised his left foot high, drawing a bottom-up round, and hit Xiong Baizhao fiercely with the weight of his entire body. After half-turning, he was completely unprevented...

Even though Xiong Baizhao had extraordinary ability to resist attacks, he couldn't stand it after being hit this moment. He buzzed in his mind. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been hit so directly. Then he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

Ai Yige actually won??!!

Although I knew from the beginning that Xiong Baizhao had suffered a great loss, to be honest, even Peng Lianqing didn't think Ai Yige could win. At least I didn't think Ai Yige had the ability to knock Xiong Baizhao down. But now, Xiong Baizhao was lying firmly on the ground, which surprised everyone.

Ai Yige was not much better. He tried his best to do this move just now. After kicking, he felt as if he had lost all his strength. He lay on the ground, panting desperately, and his mind was confused. Although Xiong Baizhao's punches did not really hit him in the head just now, even though he was through his arms, the brain was definitely quite volatile. Xiong Baizhao's fist was really too heavy. If not, Ai Yige wouldn't have used this move so hard. You know, he had never done this big turn of kick in the process of learning boxing with Uncle Song! This time, it was also a possibility that he was forced to send out his potential!

The two of them lay on the ground for a while, and in less than a minute, their minds slowly woke up. Then Ai Yige stood up first. After all, Xiong Baizhao was hit harder.

Looking at Ai Yige walking towards him, Xiong Baizhao felt so complicated that he could not have thought that he would lose to Ai Yige. Although this competition was unfair from the beginning, unfairness was also the conditions he promised, and he could not blame anything else. In fact, if Ai Yige had not had a qualitative change (just others didn't know), if Xiong Baizhao had just had to punch the opponent and could knock the opponent out directly. How could there be so many twists and turns? Now that he lost, although he was not convinced, he could only admit such a result.

However, Ai Yige came over, which made Xiong Baizhao feel more complicated. In his opinion, Ai Yige was definitely here to show off, and Ai Yige's show off was an insult to Xiong Baizhao.

But unexpectedly, Ai Yige actually stretched out a hand, and without waiting for Xiong Baizhao to react, he grabbed his forearm and pulled him up.

"You are really strong!" Ai Yige said seriously, and then he didn't say much. If the other party insisted that Ai Yige was mocking him, then Ai Yige would have no choice, but he could express his sincerity enough, at least he had a clear conscience.

Xiong Baizhao did think that Ai Yige should be mocking him, but from Ai Yige's expression and eyes, there was no irony, which made Xiong Baizhao very entangled. It was really difficult to understand what Ai Yige meant.

Ai Yige walked back to Peng Lianqing who was still stunned, reached out and pulled his coat, put it on again, and then patted him on his shoulder: "Are you sick? Are you still going?"

Peng Lianqing suddenly jumped up, grabbed Ai Yige's face with both hands, and fiddled with him: "Damn, are you old Ai? Has your military region developed some medicine? Just like the people from the Devils in "Shaolin Football", it's extremely fierce after getting an injection? It's so exaggerating!"

Ai Yige oh oh, and Xiong Baizhao's fist just now rubbed his face and actually broke a little skin. Peng Lianqing's hand was squeezed to the wound.

"You are 250 yuan, Yao? Is the door of Suijiacang not closed? Is it that way that you are 250 yuan? Lao Peng, please call back and ask and confirm if you have run out!"

Peng Lianqing rolled his eyes in anger, but the others laughed. At least the people on Ai Yige got on the car with great pride and drove to the Baima Zijin Pavilion opposite.

Sitting in Aiyigo's car, Zhao Xinnan then said: "How are you?"

Ai Yige turned his head and looked at her, slowly shook his head: "If you get it a little more, you will definitely fall down. A slight concussion is inevitable."

Zhao Xinnan rolled her eyes: "Even if a twelve or twelve-year-old girl punched you in the head, the doctor could still detect a slight concussion. I was asking how you feel now? That kid's fist was very heavy."

Ai Yige smiled bitterly: "It's pretty good. Fortunately, he hasn't been beaten up before, otherwise he might have been beaten to shock on the spot."

"I deserve it! Who told you to promise to fight him? You won a lucky victory today. If you didn't knock him down, you would probably not know how to die later." Zhao Xinnan is an expert, so he naturally knew that Ai Yige would never have the ability to continue attacking after that kick, and he might not even have the ability to defend.

Ai Yige glanced at Zhao Xinnan again, slowly parked the car in the parking space, and then pushed open the car door and said, "I won't agree. Do you want you to fight? Just your clothes today?" Ai Yige glanced at Zhao Xinnan's naked thighs, and then looked at her towering breasts.

Zhao Xinnan's face turned red. If she really started to fight with someone in her outfit today, she would have to walk away all her life. She couldn't help but feel speechless, just looking at Ai Yige's eyes a little confused, thinking to myself, no matter what, he had acted for me tonight.

But Ai Yige seemed to know what Zhao Xinnan was thinking, and said, "I'm not for you, I'm for the face of our Ai family. You can't let someone rob your fiancée and get to the door. I'm still a turtle in the house, right? Even if I don't want this fiancée, at least for the time being, we must maintain such a relationship." After saying that, he closed the car door and waited for Zhao Xinnan to come out from there.

This made Zhao Xinnan very angry, thinking I don't care? Then she sat in the car angrily and didn't want to move. She thought Ai Yige would at least call her, but she didn't expect Ai Yige to press the car lock. Maserati made a "beep" lock sound, and the car door was locked immediately. Zhao Xinnan was so anxious that she shouted in the car: "You open the car door for me!!!"

Ai Yige turned around and smiled at Zhao Xinnan, and opened the car lock again. After Zhao Xinnan got off, he locked the car door again, not giving Zhao Xinnan a chance to attack, and walked directly into the hall of the Baima Zijin Pavilion.

After entering, it was nothing more than drinking and chatting. Peng Lianqing was very proud, as if it was not Ai Yige who won Xiong Baizhao tonight, but him. While drinking, he waved his hands and proudly added fuel to the incident that everyone had seen with his own eyes. At the beginning, everyone knew that this guy was a little crazy, and no one paid attention to him, so he let him talk nonsense, but after a long time, others couldn't stand it, especially Ai Yige, who couldn't stand it, and he didn't praise him as much as Peng Lianqing. He was caught and praised to death. The person who was praised always felt like he was scolded.

"Are you finished? If you continue, I will almost become the champion of K1. Besides, I won tonight without showing any face. Not only can I use my legs to fight, but I can only use one hand." Ai Yige picked up a piece of dragon fruit and threw it on Peng Lianqing.

Peng Lianqing smiled and picked up the dragon fruit from his leg and threw it into the trash can: "But you just feel relieved? The boy said he wanted to fight you. When I squeezed him, the expression on his face changed, and the wind and clouds changed and green, which made me almost laugh to death."

"Okay, then next time you squeeze him, I will give you the opportunity to k.o and let you go up and fight Xiong Baizhao with one hand." Ai Yige said lightly.

The expression on Peng Lianqing's face suddenly froze. Looking at Ai Yige, he was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Let him beat him? That's really a search for death, no doubt.

When the others saw that Peng Lianqing finally became silent, she couldn't help laughing together. Even Zhao Xinnan couldn't help laughing. Of course, the result of laughing at Mr. Peng was not much better. It was always the end of each person who was fed several glasses of wine.

When he left late at night, sitting in the car, Zhao Xinnan asked inadvertently: "Your skills seem to have improved a little bit more than some time ago."

Ai Yige glanced at her and thought to himself that this girl wouldn't plan to ask me to go and play two tricks with her again, right? It's still endless?

"I don't think so, maybe it's the power of anger, the small universe is burning." Ai Yige responded casually to prevent being smug and being pulled by Zhao Xinnan again while being smug.

Zhao Xinnan looked confused, "What does the burning of the small universe mean?"

Ai Yige was stunned and thought that it seemed very difficult to talk to this girl about things other than the military camp. She hadn't even seen Saint Seiya? It would be fine if she hadn't seen it, but she hadn't even heard of it.

He hesitated and asked: "Do you know Saint Seiya?"

Zhao Xinnan shook his head straightforwardly and said, "I don't know!"

Ai Yige was completely speechless. He really didn't know what else to talk to Zhao Xinnan. He was completely talking to each other. However, Ai Yige didn't know much about the military. The two of them had no common language.

"What does Saint Seiya mean? Is it related to the combat level? Has any country ever used this title?" Zhao Xinnan asked relentlessly.

Ai Yigo suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "The Saint Seiya is not related to the combat level, but to the education level."

"Ah? I haven't heard of it. What is the level of Saint Seiya?"

"That's right. After graduating from university, you'll be a bachelor's degree, then a master's degree, and then a doctor's degree, and then an academician." Ai Yige said with a smile on his face.

"I know all of these, and the academician is not saying that he can get the exam. Is there a higher title above?" Zhao Xinnan said firmly.

Ai Yigo nodded seriously: "Well, there are, but even fewer people can get the above titles. After reaching the academician, if you have outstanding performance, you may be promoted to a hero, a warrior, and a saint. Among them, the saints are divided into three levels: Bronze Saint, Silver Saint and Golden Saint. In the end, there is an ultimate title..."

In fact, at this time, Zhao Xinnan had already heard that Ai Yige was playing tricks on her. She was a little unaware of things other than the army, but it did not mean that she was in a bad mind. But when Ai Yige said this, she asked with inertia: "What is the ultimate title?"

"Martial!" After Ai Yige finished speaking very seriously, seeing the expression of confusion on Zhao Xinnan's face changing from confusion to angry, he finally couldn't help laughing, laughing freely, and he looked like a child after a prank.

Zhao Xinnan is really angry. This guy likes to mess with people when he is fine, such as heroes, warriors, and saints. This is clearly a joke about Zhao Xinnan without common sense. But when he saw Ai Yige laughing like that, Zhao Xinnan thought about it carefully and felt it was quite interesting. At least it was indeed a good joke. He couldn't help but relax and look at Ai Yige with a comfortable mood. He even began to gradually envy Ai Yige's life. It seemed that the aspects that Zhao Xinnan looked down upon in the past were gradually forming certain advantages. I can't say what it was.

Advantages, but they are really not a disadvantage. He is not specialized enough and deviates from the path that his father's generation takes. However, the choices in life are inherently diverse, and everyone can have their own choices. Just as Zhao Xinnan just chose to join the army, Ai Yige's choice is to integrate into society and be a recognized leader in society. In fact, he did a good job. At least during this period, Zhao Xinnan, who occasionally turned on the TV to watch, often heard the names of Ai Yige or Jin Ge Entertainment on TV, which obviously shows that Ai Yige seems to be very fish in water.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Zhao Xinnan used to look down on Ai Yige because she admired a man who was as loud as his father or Ai Changhu since she was a child. Ai Yige's performance has been too weak since childhood, giving people the feeling... Especially for Zhao Xinnan, who has a strong heroic complex, that is, it is not manly enough or manly enough. But whether it is what happened in Hong Kong or the conflict with Xiong Baizhao just now, Ai Yige's performance is actually quite manly. A real man does not want him to never fail, nor does he want him to fight the world like Tyson, but rather that this man stands up without retreat when he needs him to stand up, even if he knows that it is a tragedy to greet him, he must bear it with a fearless heart. At least at this point, Zhao Xinnan saw such a shadow in Ai Yige.

Perhaps, he has never been a real waste, but has just chosen a different path from us. - Zhao Xinnan thought silently, and then asked a little hesitantly: "Are you anxious to go home?"

Ai Yige was stunned and thoughtful, but he quickly drove away the distracting thoughts. Others might have any hints, but Zhao Xinnan? Forget it, she was just a rolling pin and was out of breath, so let alone hints.

"Don't worry, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!