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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 288

Henry looked at the young man in front of him. At the moment when the young man exerted his strength, Henry was observing, observing the young man's way of exerting his strength, and the other side's punching skills. However, the young man gave Henry a strange feeling from head to toe.

Henry didn't dare to say how knowledgeable he was, but for most of the punching skills, Henry himself had some impression. However, Henry didn't see any kind of punching skills in the young man's starting posture.

When the young man rushed to the front of Henry, Henry raised his hand to fight back.

As far as Henry and the young man were concerned, Henry could have completely outclassed his opponent with all his strength, but he didn't do it. Instead, he kept defending and cracking under his opponent's attack, trying to find something.

In the eyes of those who were not proficient in martial arts, Henry was beaten almost as soon as they started. However, in the eyes of those who were proficient in martial arts, Henry's behavior was also very shocking.

Frank widened his eyes and looked at the arena. He had just finished fighting with the young man, so he knew very well how strong the suppression of this series of moves of the young man was. He could only use his fists and feet to fight with the young man, and he couldn't use Henry's moves at the same time.

"Awesome. His Excellency is worthy of his name!" Frank was so excited that he didn't even blink his eyes for fear of missing a crucial moment.

Sofia frowned and said strangely, "No, Henry's strength is definitely not as simple as that. How could he be suppressed?"

"Little girl, that is to say, you are still inexperienced. He is not being beaten. This young man named Henry Zhang is studying opponent's moves! And you see, he is even learning the opponent's way of exerting strength. Give him a little more time, he will probably be able to learn the opponent's punching skill. He is really a horrible person!" Sofia's teacher's eyes were filled with fear when he looked at Henry.

"Studying moves!" Sofia's beautiful eyes were full of incredulity. The person who could learn the moves on the spot had to have strong confidence and strength. Otherwise, he would not be able to resist the attack. It was hard to say whether he could resist the attack.

Some of the people outside the arena could see what Henry was doing. As the young man who was Henry's opponent, how could he not feel it? Henry's behavior made him feel like he had never been humiliated before.

"Boy, you're courting death!" The young man suddenly punched at Henry's face.

Henry stretched out his hand to hold his opponent's fist, but at this moment, he felt something was wrong.

Normally, when a person punched out, the wind of the fist would bring forth a kind of indomitable power. Whether it was strong or not could be resisted in an instant. But now, Henry did not feel this way. In the wind of the young man's seemingly fierce fist, there was a kind of soft power, like a water snake, winding and twisting.

Under this force, the young man's fist cut through Henry's palm, passed through the defense line of Henry's hands, and hit Henry's shoulder.

As soon as he succeeded, the young man smiled proudly. "Boy, I was just playing with you."

"This is..." Henry carefully savored the power of the young man's punch, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"A monkey like you, of course, you don't understand, what is a real ancient martial art!" The young man's eyes flashed, and he attacked Henry again. At this moment, every punch and kick of his were full of the strength of the combination of hardness and softness.

Henry always felt that something was flashing in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it. He just let go of his defense and resisted every move of the young man with his strong quality. He used the most intuitive way to feel it.

The young man punched and kicked hard on Henry's body. The onlookers shook their heads. It seemed that this big shot surnamed Zhang was just a talker, and his strength was also ordinary.

The more the youth fought, the more excited he became. With a long shout, he jumped up and kicked toward Henry's head.

At this moment, Henry's brain flashed. He grabbed something, and the doubt in his eyes turned into clarity. Facing the young man's kick, he strode forward and used his shoulder as the impact point. Before the young man's foot reached him, he hit the young man's body first.

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