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"LeBron, I didn't ask you to take the target. You rush to take it. Your butt hurts and falls into two pieces later. You can't blame me!"

Xu Xiaoyu glanced at the basketball emperor sideways and said ugly words first so as not to be complained.

"Okay, Xu, just kick a target. Brother, I'll stop here, what else can you do to me! Hurry up, don't do it, drive your maximum horsepower, it's best to use all your energy and kick it over boldly!" LeBron disagreed.

"Okay, I'll let you feel the power of my iron fist first."

Xu Xiaoyu stopped saying anything, smiled slightly, took a few steps closer, stopped half a meter away from LeBron, and then suddenly twisted his waist and hit the rake like thunder.

Although the distance between his Cun Fist was short, his advantage was that his speed was extremely fast, and his whole body was coordinated and coordinated, and his explosive power was extremely strong in an instant.

"ah……"

Suddenly, LeBron's tower-like body could not resist the force of the inch fist and took five steps in a row.

This was not the most uncomfortable thing that made him feel. The most uncomfortable was that the force penetrated the foot cake and hit his waist like a hammer. He was caught off guard and felt pain and couldn't help but groan.

"Well?"

LeBron, who stabilized his body, was stunned.

Frans Miller Ray Allen was stunned.

Even Jim and Thompson, who knew Xu Xiaoyu's skills, were stunned.

You know. When they were targeting each other, even if they kicked each other hard, they would only let the other side take a few steps back. However, now, Xu Xiaoyu knocked LeBron back so much with just one punch. It should be noted that LeBron is tall and big, with an outrageous muscle development, and weighs at least sixty or seventy pounds heavier than them!

This means that Xu Xiaoyu's casual punch was much stronger than their heavy weapon kick!

It seems that Xu Xiaoyu's skills have improved significantly in recent times.

This is really annoying to others!

Fortunately, this is my master, not the enemy. If it is an enemy, it is better not to get involved in this martial arts as soon as possible.

"hiss……"

LeBron, Franz, Miller, and Ray Allen came to their senses. They also thought of this. They immediately took a breath of air - Xu Xiaoyu's skill is so perverted, beyond their imagination.

"Xu, I really doubt whether you are reincarnated by Bruce Lee." Ray Allen sighed.

"I met Bruce Lee when I was young. Really, I really thought you were Bruce Lee in a trance." Frans sighed, recalling the past. He did meet Bruce Lee when he was very young, and was deeply impressed.

"Xu, you can't hide it." Miller also sighed.

As a bearer, LeBron's experience is the most real. He deeply felt how powerful the inch fist that Xu Xiaoyu just made was, which shocked him and also made him feel excited. He couldn't wait to know how shocking it would be if Xu Xiaoyu made a big move and had a full blow?

However, at this moment, when the cake was held in his hand, it felt like it was no longer a cake, but a hot potato, which made him a little scared and a sudden heart... Xu Ruo kicked it over and wouldn't he fly out? As he said, his butt really fell into two pieces, right?

Thinking of this, LeBron couldn't help but shivered, but what he said just now made him embarrassed to put the cake down...

"How is LeBron feeling?"

The change in the expression of the basketball emperor fell into Xu Xiaoyu's eyes. He was as smart as Xu Xiaoyu, but he didn't know how his fist made him feel scared, so he said to him with a teasing smile.

The benefits brought to him by "The Art of Cultivating the Mind" were simply unstoppable. In these days, his skills have indeed made a relatively large improvement. Just now, his Cun Fist only used less than 70% of his skills. If all the twelve successful forces were burst out, LeBron would have already flown up.

However, that was too shocking, and Xu Xiaoyu didn't want to scare people.

"It doesn't feel very good!" LeBron curled his lips, raised his eyebrows, pretended to be relaxed, and continued to challenge arrogantly: "Come on, let's go over and use your biggest move!"

"Okay, then you can take the cake and stand firm!" Xu Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Come on!" LeBron turned sideways, lowered his center of gravity, letting his feet stick to his waist, holding his hands tightly, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva after he finished.

He was so nervous that everyone laughed.

"Are you ready, I'm here."

Xu Xiaoyu relaxed, his feet were open, and he stood in a fighting style casually. Although his form gave people a casual feeling, it was like a tiger going down the mountain. He could hit him out at any time and choose someone to eat.

"Gudong..."

LeBron couldn't help but swallowed again.

"Ha ha……"

Everyone laughed.

Thompson was gloating and suggested unconventionally: "Let's guess how far can Master's kick let LeBron fly?"

"Ha ha……"

Everyone laughed more freely and actively participated in the reasonable and well-founded division board.

"I bet five meters, LeBron is as strong as a cow, and it's almost three or four meters." Ray Allen guessed.

"I can see five meters. Xu's punch made LeBron retreat so far. I think one kick must at least have this power." Miller said.

"It's more than five meters, but I can see six or seven meters." Frans said.

"You underestimate my master too much. Not to mention LeBron, even if a real cow comes, it will take ten meters, at least ten meters!!" Jim and Thompson shouted in unison.

"Shut up!!!"

These guys don't take themselves seriously. The hateful Jim Thompson even compared himself to a cow. It's really angering me.

LeBron was so angry that he vomited blood. The soles of his feet rubbed against the ground hard, as if he wanted to grow a root and plunge into the ground. He secretly gritted his teeth and must withstand Xu Xiaoyu's ultimate move! Don't let these guys be proud!!

"Wow..."

Xu Xiaoyu stopped talking nonsense, let out a light whistle, stepped forward quickly, raised his legs, and kicked his feet straight, kicking the center of the cake.

He still only used 60% to 70% of the force.

However, it was these few forces that made LeBron's legs, which had not yet grown, suddenly left the ground, and his tower-like body turned into a light feather, soared into the air and flew out.

“Wow wow wow wow…”

LeBron danced in the air, his mouth tilted left and right, but he couldn't speak, because Xu Xiaoyu's kick made him lose his anger. He was so depressed that he vomited three liters of blood.
Chapter completed!