Chapter 113 Brother, Give Me Some Face

"Then let's start now!" As the teacher announced the start, Caesar took the lead and rushed towards Gu Ye at an extremely fast speed.

As the future heir of the Gattuso family, Caesar is different from those playboys. The family has used up all its resources to train him. If there are detailed charts of each person's data, Caesar is definitely a well-rounded pentagonal warrior.

His close combat skills came from the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu master hired by his family, and he was also proficient in joint techniques and naked chokes. In his opinion, the biggest disadvantage of a big man like Gu Ye was that he was clumsy. As long as he was thrown to the ground with a throw, once he was entangled by his joint techniques, he would have no way to counterattack.

He did as he said. With his hands in a wrestling posture, Caesar hugged Gu Ye like an angry bull, and then began to twist his waist and abdomen using his toes as a fulcrum.

Perfect force! Just now, Gu Yeke had no defense at all, now he must...

Eh? ? ? What's going on? His calf tightly entangled Gu Ye's calf. Caesar once again tried his best to shake Gu Ye, but the man in front of him was like he had taken root in the ground and didn't move at all.

No...his lower body is too stable. I need to find another way to break his balance first. Thinking of this, Caesar quickly gave up his throw and was about to hit Gu Ye's abdomen with his elbow.

If an ordinary person is hit hard in the abdomen, even if his lower body is stable, there will be flaws, but how can a guy like Gu Ye, whose body is comparable to that of a dragon, be compared to an ordinary person? He grabbed Caesar's arms, and Caesar suddenly felt a huge force coming, and the whole person was thrown behind him uncontrollably by Gu Ye.

Damn it! Is this guy a superman? A hint of surprise emerged in Caesar's heart. You know, although Caesar is not as tall as Gu Ye, his height of 180cm is not short. With muscles all over his body, he must weigh at least 100 kilograms. Gu Ye can actually lift himself up as easily as catching a chicken. Such strength would be a one-in-a-million warrior in ancient times, right?
When Caesar was a child, he had heard of the legends of some Chinese military generals, such as the King of Western Chu who was strong enough to lift a tripod, and the legendary Li Yuanba who was said to have infinite strength. According to records, these people were the most elite among the Chinese mixed-race people. He used to think that the stories were somewhat exaggerated, but now he finally saw it.

However, Caesar was not discouraged. He was Caesar! How could he be defeated so easily? He turned over and broke free from Gu Ye's grasp. Then he hugged his arm with both hands and twisted Gu Ye's wrist joint hard.

The joints of the human body are relatively fragile compared to other parts, especially when the wrists are grabbed with the backhand. You can see that this is the most common method used by law enforcement officers to arrest criminals. Once the person is twisted, it is very difficult to break free.

But Gu Ye's reaction was also very quick. He stomped on the ground and turned around, directly counterattacking Caesar. Then Caesar quickly raised his leg and kicked Gu Ye in the chest to force himself free.

The two men distanced themselves from each other. Gu Ye patted the dust off his chest indifferently, but Caesar frowned. It was as if he had kicked a steel plate. This guy's physical fitness was even stronger than some of the body-strengthening words.

You still can't attack rashly. You have to find an opportunity to strike at his most vulnerable part first, such as the head or neck. As long as he is locked in a cross armrest by you, he won't be able to break free easily.

Thinking of this, Caesar rushed towards Gu Ye again, his golden hair fluttering in the air, looking as handsome as a prince fighting a dragon in a fairy tale.

Bang, bang, bang! The two men went back and forth, and the sound of muscles colliding resounded throughout the gymnasium. The teacher who was watching the game smiled more and more brightly, and couldn't help but applaud.

"See? This is the real elite, and the goal you should learn from! Caesar's word spirit is the auxiliary system's sickle weasel, but he has not given up training his own combat ability, which is why he can become the student union president in his first year!" "And Gu Ye, as an S-level who has carried out several missions, has also shown the combat power that an S-level should have. You were born in the best era! With such a group of true geniuses leading you, but also the worst era, because... in front of them, you may only be able to catch up forever."

"It's only been two years! Who can predict what will happen in the future? Maybe they will be downgraded from S-level! I don't believe they can stay geniuses forever!" A sophomore said unconvinced.

"Well said! Young people should have this kind of spirit of not admitting defeat, so come on! Classmates! Who among you will be the real dark horse in the future is still unknown!" The teacher nodded with a smile, and his goal was achieved. With the stimulation of this group of geniuses, I believe these little devils will also train seriously...

Too naive, are you the only one who can make progress? The reason why geniuses are geniuses is that they work several times harder than normal people. People who only rely on their talents are not geniuses, at best they just start fast...

Chu Zihang on the side sighed silently. If you were to ask who knew Gu Ye best, it would be Xia Mi besides him. Gu Ye was not only talented, but also persisted in training day after day, which was something others could not do.

I have to try harder. If I am left behind by him, I will not be qualified to fight alongside him. The scene of that rainy night is still vivid in my mind. Chu Zihang never wants to repeat the same mistake again.

Poof! A heavy blow came from his abdomen. Caesar couldn't help but widen his eyes. His internal organs seemed to be twisted together. He quickly took a few steps back.

It was too difficult. Caesar finally understood what S-level combat power was. He had just been trying to seize opportunities to use soft skills on Gu Ye during the attacks, but every time he punched or kicked, this guy would block it.

At the same time, he also needs to be on guard against Gu Ye's fists at all times. This guy's punches have a hint of boxing and his hands are also dark. His crotch, waist and temples are all the places he focuses on hitting, which makes Caesar unable to defend himself.

He managed to avoid being attacked by a thug, but his chest was left wide open, and he was hit by a heavy punch. No one knew what he had grown up eating, but this punch made Caesar feel like being hit by a dump truck in the chest. At that moment, he seemed to see Gattuso's ancestors who had passed away long ago.

If Gu Ye knew this, he would probably laugh out loud. He had at least restrained 50% of his strength now, and this was without the addition of the punch under the panel of the Divine Dragon Reverend. If he had punched with the full strength of the Divine Dragon Reverend, the Gattuso family would probably have to prepare for their funeral.

After rubbing his abdomen, Caesar recovered and rushed forward again, gritting his teeth. He hooked Gu Ye's neck and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to use the strangulation technique by force.

But just as Gu Ye was about to fight back, Caesar's faint voice came to his ears.

"Brother, give me some face!"

(End of this chapter)