208: Chapter 205 simply became a punching speed test.

It was a good while after Ottol fell to the ground before the crowd finally came to their senses, each of them staring blankly at the Asian man on the ring.

Coach Bob's mouth was wide open, and he immediately waved his fists in excitement, yelling: "Li! I knew you were Bruce Lee! Kung Fu! Chinese Kung Fu!"

After speaking, he suddenly seemed to realize something and quickly shut his mouth, because the group of black guys all looked over in unison, their eyes looking like they wanted to kill!

Fortunately, the rage of the group of black guys was entirely focused on Li Changsheng.

Inside, Coach Bob was still incredibly shocked.

You have to know that since this branch opened, the Boxing area had been almost entirely monopolized by this group of black guys year-round.

Ottol, who led them, was once a professional boxer and had won a state-level championship.

However, he later went to prison for fighting and robbery, serving a few years inside. Although he was a bit better behaved after getting out, his mental state had never been very good.

It seemed to be some kind of manic disorder, and his nickname was even "The Beast," so this place became the best place for him to vent his restlessness.

Plus, because he was quite famous in this area, a lot of black guys gathered around him all at once.

Over time, it was as if this Boxing area had been chartered by this group of guys.

The white guy who had gone up on stage earlier was a long-time member here and an amateur boxer who had long been annoyed by the barbaric behavior of this group of black guys, so the outcome was self-evident.

But how many punches was that just now? Two punches? Or one?

Good God, this was definitely the fastest punching I have ever seen!

He looked at Li Changsheng, his eyes full of worship; at this moment, Coach Bob was Li's fanatical fan.

"Cool! Li! You are so cool!"

Even when facing the gaze of the group of black guys, Coach Bob still shouted excitedly, his face flushed, looking like a little fanboy.

The corners of Li Changsheng's mouth twitched, but it didn't matter. Since this group of black guys wanted to cause trouble, he would give them a lesson, which could also be considered letting them know that yellow-skinned people were not to be trifled with.

He had only been here a few times in total, but in just those few times, he had seen black guys arrogantly snatching training spots from Asian people twice.

They weren't exactly snatching them, it was more like, "Hey, buddy, you should leave; this place isn't for you!"

He had heard of examples before of white guys bullying black guys, and black guys bullying yellow guys.

The longer he stayed here, the deeper he understood it.

"Damn kid, that was a sneak attack!"

Ottol's face was twisted at this moment; he rubbed his abdomen, cold sweat dripping down his face, but he still forced himself to stand up.

"You'd better stay lying down; it's better for you."

Li Changsheng glanced at him and said indifferently.

"I'm fine, your strength is like a kitten's, no power at all!"

Ottol grinned and forced a smile; how could he show weakness in front of so many lackeys?

"No, you are not fine!"

"I'm fine!"

Bang! With a dull thud, even after having just suffered a loss, Ottol still couldn't see Li Changsheng's fist clearly. He only felt pain in his face, his head went blank, and then he fell heavily to the ground again.

It was fortunate that the ring was very elastic, so he didn't suffer secondary injuries.

Nosebleed flowed out from his face; this time, he was really in trouble.

"Next!" Li Changsheng looked around again and said.

Coach Bob now completely understood why Li said there was no comparison.

It was too fast. Even the onlookers didn't see Li Changsheng's punch speed clearly. They only heard a "whoosh," like the sound of an arrow piercing the air, and the next moment, Ottol's nose was crooked.

"Bastard! Sneak attack! Another sneak attack. Can this damn yellow-skinned monkey only do sneak attacks?"

"Beat him to death!"

"My turn!"

After a burst of clamor, a black guy quickly jumped onto the ring. He didn't wear gloves either; at this moment, he just wanted to teach Li Changsheng a lesson. Wearing gloves wouldn't feel satisfying enough.

In order to beat someone up faster, he didn't even wear protective gear.

Earlier, Ottol was arrogant and didn't wear it, and this time, he didn't wear it either.

"Are you ready?"

"Kid, cut the crap!"

The black guy roared, using the same American Boxing style as before, starting with a stepping hook punch.

This person was thin and clearly agile. His forward rushing speed was fast, and he had clearly trained specifically for this, intending to catch Li Changsheng off guard.

However, the next moment, Bang! With a dull thud, the black guy was stunned, staggering and swaying a few times, his original stance completely falling apart.

Bang! Another sudden pain, and he didn't even see how Li Changsheng threw the punch. Two punches, and the whole person was lying on the ground.

Li Changsheng shook his head with some regret.

"As expected, explosive power isn't hard; what's hard is how to control it. To knock someone out precisely without killing them still requires a bit more practice."

Li Changsheng thought to himself.

However, it had to be said that his punch speed had indeed become much faster.

"Does this count as reaching the level of Dragon back in the day?"

Dragon was capable of 9 punches per second back in the day; this should be unquestionable.

After all, the world record for the fastest punch speed has seen 13 punches per second. But that was a test purely for speed, while Dragon's was the punching speed of a normal "Sun-Character" straight punch attack. The two are not comparable.

"If I wanted to be faster, I could, and perhaps Dragon could do that too, but there's no need to pursue the extreme with normal punches. For now, I can try a bit more."

Since there was no real combat effect from sparring with this group, Li Changsheng decided to use them to test what level his punch speed had actually reached.

"Let's test the improvement in body control and agility after using Meridian Guidance to open the Ren and Du Meridians!"

The Ren and Du Meridians strengthened vitality and energy, improved control, and had a good effect on activating meridians.

This also had a significant effect on improving agility.

"Next!" "Next!"

As one black guy after another fell on the ring, Li Changsheng simply raised his wrist and tapped the stopwatch function.

As another black guy fell, he looked at the time.

"12 punches per second, not bad, almost broke the record."

At this moment, Li Changsheng looked at the stopwatch, but after waiting for a moment, he didn't see anyone else coming up, so he couldn't help but look up and scan the surroundings.

"Next!"

He looked not far away where there were still seven or eight black guys, but at this moment, these black guys were looking at each other, full of panic.

Their gazes toward Li Changsheng were more like they were looking at a devil, especially since the four corners of the ring were already piled with unconscious black guys, forming four small mountains of them.

Because no one dragged them away, Li Changsheng simply dragged them to the corners to make space.

"Shit! He is Li! Right! Coach Bob just said his name is Li!"

"Good God, I actually wanted to challenge Li. I didn't expect Li to still be alive!"

This group of people screamed in terror, then turned and ran.

Li Changsheng was dumbfounded by what he heard.

Are they mistaking me for Bruce Lee?

It must be said that some of the lower-class people in the US are truly uneducated; their ignorance is enough to make you laugh.

Li Changsheng shook his head; he was still not quite satisfied, thinking about using this group of people to test what level his punch speed could reach in actual combat.