The two quickly clashed. At first, Ding Yuan only dodged and rarely retaliated, but despite Wang Zheng being a beginner, his movements were already quite skillful. Several times, Ding Yuan was almost hit by Wang Zheng, and then he couldn't help but take it seriously.

At this moment, Ding Yuan held his hands in front of his face, adopting a standard defensive posture.

Suddenly, a jab was thrown out. This unexpected attack not only disrupted Wang Zheng's offensive rhythm but also struck him directly on the forehead. Wang Zheng leaned back and took several steps back.

Ding Yuan stopped, bumped his boxing gloves, and did not continue the pursuit.

"This is real combat. I will fight back. Don't just attack blindly. You also need to pay attention to defense. Observe my shoulder movements and be careful to dodge."

"Rhythm, rhythm!"

Ding Yuan shouted, "Don't slack off on your breathing, let's try again!"

Wang Zheng shook his head, got into position, and pounced again.

...

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Location: Second floor of Boyue Boxing Gym.

Two figures were locked in fierce combat on the stage, throwing punches, sweeping kicks, raising knees, and blocking elbows.

They were exchanging blows, making for a lively and intense fight. These two were none other than Wang Zheng and Ding Yuan.

Their fists collided, and Ding Yuan felt a sharp pain from the impact. Seeing the gym owner, Qian Ruibo, approaching, he quickly called for a stop and ran to Qian Ruibo to complain.

"Mr. Qian, I really can't do this job. This kid is a monster."

He's only been learning for a few days, and he can already fight me on equal terms. At first, I thought he was a power-type awakener, stronger than me, but I didn't expect this guy to be like a hedgehog.

I hit him, he's fine but I'm injured. Look at the state of my face!