In China, it was rare to find a worthy opponent for myself. Domestic Sanshou really isn't as good as international Sanshou. Even the failed experiments of the geneticists from the U.S. Federation are countless times stronger than the average person. Not to mention someone like Jesus, a successful creation, who could instantly kill millions with a single strike.
Guo Yi was not interested in domestic Sanshou experts. After all, his specialty was more in boxing rather than fighting. There is a fundamental difference between the two. Boxing refers to a competition of strength and a distinction of realms, while fighting is just the foolish acts of street thugs.
Seeing that Guo Yi was ignoring her, Ding Xiaoyu stopped talking, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
'Kid, keep playing the deep and mysterious act. Just you wait.'
'Haughtiness isn't something you can pull off, just wait until you're beaten, then you'll naturally recognize how formidable it is.'