Chen Zhao smiled.
Collan looked at Chen Zhao's evil smile.
"You're not the only special person in this world."
Collan's heart tightened. He understood what Chen Zhao meant.
"You too?"
"Cut the crap. Didn't you want to defeat me?"
Collan finally didn't dare to be careless anymore.
He no longer thought that Chen Zhao's earlier defeat was a coincidence or a trick.
Chen Zhao had never been serious from start to finish.
"Come on, what are you waiting for? Do it."
Collan took a deep breath and used all his magic power.
"Ah!" Roaring, Collan charged at Chen Zhao.
Bang!
Collan hadn't touched Chen Zhao yet.
Chen Zhao's fist flew toward him. Collan's body flew more than ten meters in the sea.
Collan's mind was a mess. The punch had destroyed his confidence.
The seawater washed Collan back to Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao grabbed Collan by the back of his collar and threw him on the beach.
"Kid, I like you."
Chen Zhao's words scared Collan.
Collan felt the muscles on his butt suddenly contract.
Chen Zhao's face darkened. "It's not what you think."
"What is it?"
"Do you want to feed the sharks?"
"I don't want to …" Colan answered honestly.
"Then come here every day and spend an hour or two with me."
"Okay," Collan answered decisively.
But in his heart, he was thinking that after leaving today, he would never appear before Chen Zhao again.
He would rather die than come here and embarrass himself.
At least not in a short period of time.
The difference between them was too obvious.
Collan wasn't an idiot.
"Are you thinking of never coming back after you leave this time?"
"No, no … I didn't think so."
"It's fine. I have a way to make you come find me tomorrow," Chen Zhao said nonchalantly.
Collan's heart trembled. Chen Zhao was also a spiritualist.
Chen Zhao probably had a spell that Collan didn't know about that could control him.
"Yes, it's what you're thinking. I'll cast a spell on you. Only I can undo it."
Collan was scared out of his wits.
"Stop messing with me …"
"You're the one who delivered yourself to me. You said that I let you off the few times you provoked me. Since you've taken the initiative, I have to show you my respect."
I don't need your respect, please don't show me any respect … Colin wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Right, what's your name?"
"Colan."
"Okay. Collan, here, put this on." Chen Zhao tossed Collan a boxing outfit.
"What do you want?" Colan was not having it.
"Aren't you here to be my sparring partner? If that's the case, how can I reject you?" Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. "Put it on and practice with me for two hours."
"I don't want … I don't want …"
What sparring partner? It was just getting beaten up.
"Don't want it? It doesn't matter. Since you want to spar with me, I don't mind either. "
Colan decisively put on his boxing suit.
However, as soon as he put it on, he realized something.
The boxing suit was very heavy.
The cotton seemed to be wrapped in metal.
The entire suit weighed at least a few dozen kilograms.
Not to mention other things, just the two baffles alone weighed 20 kilograms.
"Why is it so heavy?"
"Oh, there's a titanium plate inside," Chen Zhao said.
In fact, compared to most metals, titanium was actually quite light.
"Okay, come on, stand up straight," Chen Zhao said.
Colan wanted to cry. Chen Zhao tried two punches, both of which were extremely light.
Colan didn't feel that it was too heavy. He tossed away the negative emotions in his mind and started to treat it seriously.
"Raise the baffles higher with both hands," Chen Zhao reminded.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —
Chen Zhao's punches were extremely fast. Colan realized that Chen Zhao's punching speed wasn't any slower than his.
No, more accurately, it was much faster than his punching speed.
"Are you a speed spiritualist too?" Colan asked.
While punching, Chen Zhao shook his head. "No, I'm more inclined towards strength."
"How is that possible? You're so fast."
"After strengthening strength, I can release strength into every muscle in my body. Of course, the potential energy I can release is greater than a normal person."
"But I can only feel your speed, not your strength."
Of course, Chen Zhao didn't use any strength at all. He was just trying to control his strength and speed.
If he just punched quickly, Colan might not even be able to leave a piece of flesh intact.
"You want to taste my punch?"
Colan thought for a moment. He was already wearing such a heavy defensive suit with metal plates inside. What was there to be afraid of?
"Come, let me test your true strength."
Chen Zhao didn't want to kill Colan. "Get ready."
"I'm ready. Come."
"Don't separate your feet. Put them back."
"How can I stand if I don't?"
"I'm afraid I'll break your heels." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes.
"Are you really that strong?" Colan didn't believe it.
"Put them back, put them back."
"Fine."
With that, Chen Zhao punched out.
Chen Zhao's control of strength was extremely clever.
The moment his fist landed on the baffle, Chen Zhao retracted his strength.
Colan's body felt light. He floated up and flew more than ten meters away.
Colan wanted to climb up, but he realized that his arms couldn't support him. His hands kept shaking.
The baffle had also deformed, revealing the metal plate hidden in the cotton.
Collan turned pale with fright. What a powerful strength.
He didn't believe it at first, but now he did.
If he didn't have this shield, Chen Zhao's punch would have definitely killed him.
"Sir, teach me how to use magic."
"Practice hard. There's no technique. You'll understand after practice," Chen Zhao said calmly.
"I'm already working hard."
"How?"
"I run ten kilometers every day."
"Uh …"
"What, you don't believe me?"
"I do … But for you, is running ten kilometers every day considered hard work?"
"Why not?"
"If you run one hundred kilometers every day, then that's hard work."
"One hundred kilometers? How is that possible? I can't spend all my time running. "
"Then I can't help it. How about you participate in more unconventional battles?" Chen Zhao said. "That way, you'll be more familiar with how to use your strength."
"Sir, do you fight often?"
"Yes, I do."
"Then, next time you fight, bring me along."
Chen Zhao shook his head. "We're too weak. You're not suitable to face the opponents I choose."
Chen Zhao wouldn't participate in the Supernatural Organization's missions.
Opponents that required Chen Zhao's help were basically terrifying enemies.
Chen Zhao didn't think that Colan had the right to participate.
He might not even be qualified to watch.
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