A trace of gray daylight shone through the thick curtains, and it was already dawn outside.

The woman was still sleeping, not snoring, but her breathing was a bit thick.

The face of the cosmetics was very white, but there were fine lines at the corners of the eyes. The breath he exhaled also had a tone. After all, he was a thirty-year-old woman, and her body function had begun to decline.

Fortunately, Yao Min is beautiful and can maintain her condition. The key is that she has a good foundation and can maintain a good condition after working in a nightclub for a long time.

Especially the skin is white and smooth, and there is still plenty of boiling water.

Gao Xuan gently stroked Yao Min’s back smoothly. In fact, Yao Min’s condition was much better than him. His body was eroded by alcohol.

He was forced to use his spiritual power last night, and then he killed Yao Min, who threw away his armor and lost to Tu Fong.

Gao Xuan was also very tired. He slept for six hours before he recovered.

Such a weak body is not as good as his condition when he was seven or eight years old. This makes him miss his golden body even more.

The unprecedented weak body also made desire appear so turbid. The two of them rolled together in sweat, gasping violently, and using all their strength to get pleasure and warmth from each other.

This is also a feeling that Gao Xuan has never felt before.

From the perspective of the process, such intercourse is simply low-level. But there is no difference in the results.

The golden strong man Gao Xuan and the weak mortal Gao Xuan have no difference in their core even though their life levels are hugely different.

Gao Xuan found it very interesting to experience an ordinary life. The only problem is that the initiative is not in his hands, but in the Nine-Turn Divine Cicada.

He doesn't count on this game. This is the real trouble.

Maybe he was woken up by Gao Xuan, Yao Min turned around in a daze and looked at Gao Xuan: "What, old man, are you okay?"

"You are not convinced yet, so let's try."

Gao Xuan was actually a little tired, but he was strong in spirit and could always come if he wanted to come again.

After a big battle, Yao Minzhan made her smile as soft as mud, and her face was full of satisfaction.

"The old guy is pretty fierce..."

Yao Min stayed in bed for a while, but still got up from the bed, "You still have to go to work, I'll buy you breakfast."

Yao Min went downstairs to buy soy milk fried dough sticks and meat buns for Gao Xuan. Gao Xuan had enough food and drinks and went downstairs to leave. Yao Min continued to take a rest.

After leaving Yao Min’s house, the sun was already growing outside.

Gao Xuan swept a shared bicycle and rode to the Feihu Boxing Gym, it was exactly ten o'clock.

Gao Xuan went to the locker room to take a shower and change his clothes, and slowly reached the boxing gym hall.

Several professional boxers were practicing physical fitness under the guidance of physical coaches, and each of them was already sweating profusely.

There is no extraordinary power in this world, and the first thing a boxer needs is a strong body.

When the boxer's body is formed and checks the musculoskeletal condition, you can basically determine the future of the boxer.

Of course, there are also a few talented people, sharp fighting consciousness, better skills, and slightly worse physical health.

Normally, there will be no big gap in the physical condition between boxers.

Several strong young boxers have beautiful muscle lines and oily and shiny skin. The vigorous vitality radiates outward.

Gao Xuan also sighed a little that no matter how young this body is, he can easily reach the world's number one.

Now, the situation is a bit difficult.

With his powerful spiritual power, Gao Xuan can stimulate the regeneration of cells in the body, control hormone secretion, and reshape the body according to his ideas.

Give him a certain amount of time and he should be able to do this.

The key question is whether he needs to do this?

The forty-year-old boxer rose against the will of heaven, completely violating the natural physiological laws of human beings. When he becomes famous, he will have to face countless doubts and countless inspections.

Even if he can deal with these problems, so what if he gets first?

It was a day since I came to this world, and Gao Xuan had not figured out where he should go next.

Gao Xuan was a little confused. No matter what he did, he had clear goals and detailed plans.

He was very uncomfortable with this situation.

Yu Xiaoming, who was training, glanced at Gao Xuan from time to time, with a fierce look.

Taking advantage of the training interval, He Zhian, the boxer who was training with Yu Xiaoming, asked in confusion: "What's the grudge between you and Lao Gao? Always try hard at him."

Yu Xiaoming snorted: "My uncle Yu Guang used to be a boxer. His left leg was swept off by Gao Xuan more than ten years ago. After he was injured, his leg would not be able to use force. He could only withdraw from the boxing world."

"oh."

He Zhian nodded. Although he didn't think Gao Xuan was wrong, it was understandable that Yu Xiaoming also asked Gao Xuan for trouble.

He Zhian advised him: "Lao Gao used to do a good job, and he has many friends in the circle. If you want to do a good job of boxing, don't be angry with him. If you really break him, you will be ruined in your life."

Boxers practice boxing to compete in the ring, not to let boxers bully ordinary people.

Gao Xuan is an old man. Yu Xiaoming is so impulsive. If he really gets smeared by Gao Xuan, he may be ruined in this life.

Yu Xiaoming is a man who is impulsive, but not a bad person. He has strong personal abilities. He also needs such a boxer when he goes out to play games in the boxing gym.

Yu Xiaoming said indifferently: "How can he do to me, an old bastard?"

Seeing Yu Xiaoming like this, He Zhian was too lazy to say too much. He is not his own son, so he is annoyed if he talks too much.

Gao Xuan had nothing to do in the morning of training, so he helped to sort out the equipment and even got through the whole morning.

There is a boxing gym serving rice at noon, which tastes average but is very nutritious.

In the afternoon, the coach arranged for Gao Xuan to serve as a target for He Zhian to feed him. The coach and Gao Xuan were also familiar with him, and he didn't want Gao Xuan and Yu Xiaoming to conflict.

In fact, the work of training is very intense. Gao Xuan is old, but he weighs 20 kilograms higher than these boxers. He has been practicing for many years, and he is more than enough to feed the boxing.

Gao Xuan is just a slut. His fighting skills are better than the coach, but he is too lazy to say more. He likes to drink on weekdays, and he is not at ease to be a coach in the boxing gym.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Gao Xuan was already sitting aside waiting for get off work.

In the octagonal cage, two boxers were simulating actual combat. Although they were both serious in the simulation, He Zhian's face was beaten to the point of being bruised and swollen.

Yu Xiaoming is strong and has stronger explosive power. He is also good at technology and has been suppressing He Zhian.

After three rounds of play, the coach stopped. He Zhian was in poor condition. After all, he was thirty years old and was much worse than Yu Xiaoming, the peak of the 25th and 6th.

Yu Xiaoming was in good condition. He saw Gao Xuan sitting outside at first sight. He couldn't help but pick his fingers at Gao Xuan: "Old Gao, aren't you known as a tiger? Come and have fun."

As soon as this statement was spoken, it attracted the attention of a group of people around.

This professional boxing gym is actually sponsored by Feihu Fitness brand, in order to enable boxers to enhance Feihu's fame.

There are professionals in the boxing gym. When everyone hears Yu Xiaoming's tone, they know what he is going to do. Everyone here knows Gao Xuan and knows his previous brilliant achievements.

Everyone was very interested when they saw Yu Xiaoming challenging Gao Xuan.

The coach hesitated for a while and said nothing. Yu Xiaoming always asked Gao Xuan to compete, which was a very troublesome thing. If both sides could solve the problem in the ring, it would be best.

If Gao Xuan knew that he could not beat him, he would be embarrassed. Now Yu Xiaoming is the main force in the boxing gym, so of course he has to take care of Yu Xiaoming's emotions.

Lao Fei didn't come today. Everyone else felt that Gao Xuan was making a living all day and couldn't have a good impression of him. No one had a smoother situation for Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan replied slowly: "Your weight is twenty kilograms different from me, isn't you going to fight me and seek abuse?"

Gao Xuan is 1.88 meters tall, and because he gains weight, he has reached 100 kilograms.

Yu Xiaoming is less than 80 kilograms, and the weight levels of both sides are much different.

Normally, such a big weight difference is impossible to beat.

Yu Xiaoming didn't care: "Come on, I promise not to beat you to death."

This is crazy, but as a boxer who is just fighting, Yu Xiaoming also has crazy capital.

Gao Xuan didn't bother to the point, he strode to the octagonal cage. The coach silently handed Gao Xuan a pair of 4-ounce standard finger gloves.

"You are really relieved, so you are not afraid that I will urinate your apprentice."

Gao Xuan teased, and the coach was helpless and spread his hands, indicating that he could not control this matter.

Gao Xuan put on his boxing gloves and walked into the octagonal cage. Yu Xiaoming opposite him was already a little impatient. He jumped back and forth lightly, "Let's start."

The coach looked at Gao Xuan and nodded: "Start."

Yu Xiaoming shouted arrogantly, but he was very cautious when he was really trying to do it. He tentatively circled around Gao Xuan.

After all, Gao Xuan was five or six centimeters taller than him, and weighed twenty kilograms more. He also had the advantage of arm length. Standing opposite him, Gao Xuan put great pressure on him.

Gao Xuan also held the boxing stance to protect the door. Although the weak chicken on the opposite side, his body reacted too slowly and could not be too erratic.

After turning around for a while, Yu Xiaoming was a little impatient. He snatched up and tried carefully with a jab.

Gao Xuan suddenly took a step forward against the jab, feeling that Xiaoming hurriedly retreated to protect him. Gao Xuan made a powerful force and penetrated the gaps in Xiaoming's fists and was hitting his chin.

For boxers, the chin is the most dangerous place. Once hit, the battle is basically over.

In fact, Yu Xiaoming's chin was tightly closed, and Gao Xuan's punch was accurate and fierce, and he did not give Yu Xiaoming any chance at all.

Gao Xuan did not need to strengthen his body, and his strong mental power made his thinking react very quickly. Although his body cannot be synchronized, it does not affect his abuse.

As soon as Yu Xiaoming moved his shoulder, he judged Yu Xiaoming's next move. It was simpler to deal with Yu Xiaoming.

Yu Xiaoming's small body could not withstand such a heavy blow. He flipped his eyes on the spot and fell straight to the sky and leaned against the floor.

The coach jumped and hurried over to protect Yu Xiaoming, afraid that Gao Xuan would repair his fist.

The other onlookers were also stunned. They all knew that Gao Xuan was very good at fighting before. However, that happened a long time ago. They had no clear idea of ​​how many people could fight Gao Xuan.

Today, Gao Xuan ended the game with one punch. It can be seen that this is not fooled.

Looking at Gao Xuan again, everyone's eyes became more awe.

The boxing gym is the simplest place. As long as you can fight, you can win respect.

Gao Xuan waved to everyone, and he came to the coach and asked with concern: "How is this kid? Have you peed your pants?"

The coach was speechless, this guy was so bad.
Chapter completed!