Super God Gene

“What do you want?” Annie thought Hanson meant that she was suppressing her strength to fight him.

Annie doesn't care, even if she lowers her strength, she thinks she can crush Hanson.

“Go to the training room.” Hanson walked straight to the training room.

“Not now.” Annie didn't move, just said it cold.

“What, scared?” Hanson looked at Annie a little sarcastically.

Annie just said, "Now I have to work, and I'll see you in the training room in three hours. ”

“Okay, I'll wait for you.” Annie was very appreciative of this, and she was a very good soldier, loyal to her duties.

Hanson went back to his room and grabbed the unicorn fairy that was crawling around and looked at it. He didn't eat, drink or starve to death.

Hanson tries to feed it with all sorts of things, but he's not interested in any food, and he doesn't know how to sustain life.

By the time Hanson arrived in the training room, he saw Annie taking off her uniform and standing in a white martial arts suit.

“Come on.” Annie saw Hanson come in and said coldly.

“What?” Hanson stood outside and didn't go in.

“Didn't you want me to suppress strength against you? What, are you scared?” Annie scornfully said.

“Sister, when did I say that? I'm not an idiot. Even if you suppress power, your eyesight and responsiveness are not comparable to evolution. I'm not an idiot. Would you eat that kind of loss?” Hanson whispered.

“So what do you want?” Annie not only frowned.

“Did you always learn how to fight in the military?” Hanson said.

“So what?” Annie asks back.

“We'll do it if we learn. Let's have a fight. I'll tell you one trick. We all use only military martial arts. Is that fair?” Hanson said.

“The way to fight lies in the reactions and variations of the scene, but how can you tell the difference between winning and losing? It just doesn't make any sense to move your mouth.” Annie frowned.

“How dare you? Don't you dare go now, just leave it alone.” Hanson said with some contempt.

“Okay, I'll see what you can do.” Annie really didn't believe it, the same military punch, and Hanson beat her for what he had to say.

“Ladies first, you go ahead.” Han Sen was relaxed and had a long history of bamboo.

The same technique can only be said, excluding all external causes. Of course, you can win by fighting with the technique, just like playing chess. Although all are the same chess pieces, height is different.

Winning depends on reasonable tactical layout and psychological games, not on strength, speed, and reaction to these hard conditions, which Hanson is best at.

Although Annie was a transcendent, such a fight wiped out her advantage altogether, but Hanson, who was good at layout, took advantage.

“Punch! Punch!” Annie thought about it and said an offensive punch.

“Slant three punches, slant left at your left rib.” Hanson responded quickly.

“Strike your elbow back, turn right and hit you in the neck.” Annie is slightly uncomfortable, so she has not tried it before by imagining it, and it is always necessary to consider it for a while.

Two people, after 30 moves, Annie feels something wrong, and she finds herself in a very dangerous situation.

Although the technique is the same, Annie is a little difficult to talk about. Finally, in less than forty moves, she can't figure out how to come up with the next one before Hanson's technique hits her.

“You lost.” Hanson said slightly with some pride.

“It's just saying that if it was a real battle, you couldn't have pushed me to that point.” Annie said in disgust.

“It doesn't matter if you're uncomfortable, we can follow the demonstration just now, but no one can use their strength, just follow the technique just now.” Hanson walked up to Annie and said.

“Okay.” Annie really doesn't believe it.

But the two of them did do the right trick, and by the time they got to 39, Annie was inevitable, and unless she used the speed and power beyond Hanson, she must have lost.

“How about that?” Hanson looked at Annie obliquely and said.

“This is the first time I've ever spoken blank like you're good at mouth cannons.” Annie is naturally disgusted. She doesn't believe she's going to be as bad as Hanson.

“It doesn't matter if you don't like it, we can go on and I'll beat you to it.” Hanson whispered.

“Okay, but this time we'll just show you the trick.” Annie felt she was losing to Hanson because she wasn't good at fantasy.

“Sure.” Hanson laughed, and it doesn't really matter if the presentation or not, as long as it doesn't work, it's just a trick, and the ten Annes are tied together and not his opponent.

After all, there's a specialty in technology, and Hanson learned to lay it out, and Annie seemed to be the kind of person who was good at violent tactics.

The showdown started again, but the result was no different from the first, and this time Annie lost faster and couldn't go on until just 35 moves.

“Dissatisfied?” Hanson asked again.

“Disgusted...” Annie bit her lip, she couldn't accept the fact that she was worse than Hanson, she couldn't be worse than a stinking man eating soft meals.

“Come back if you don't like it.” Hanson smiled badly and said that Annie was looking for abuse herself, and he couldn't make any sense to her.

Annie was a stubborn man who fought more than thirty times in a row, but Annie didn't win a single time, lose, lose, lose, she didn't even have a record of 40 moves at a time.

Although she didn't use her powers, she didn't consume her strength at all, but now Annie's face is white, her forehead is sweating constantly, she really doesn't understand why the same boxing technique, it's just different order of use, she actually loses to Hanson once and for all, and she loses so badly.

She would have thought that as long as she was familiar with this pattern of confrontation, she could have won the defeat, and all previous failures were for unfamiliar reasons.

But the truth is incredibly cruel, whether she's familiar or not, losing is just as tragic.

Annie finds herself so weak in front of Hansen, a man she despises, seemingly amazing in this regard, and now Annie understands that she cannot possibly be Hansen's opponent in this regard at all.

“Is there any need to continue?” Hanson looked at Annie with a smile.

“It's no surprise you've studied all this mess, and if it's a real fight, you can't beat me.” Annie knew in her heart that she had lost, but she didn't want to admit it.

“Then let's really fight.” Hanson suddenly said something.