Therefore, after finishing her conversation with A Biao, she glanced at Su Ming out of the corner of her eye, her delicate face showing a proud expression.

She believed that Su Ming was just a brute who relied on sheer strength, completely unfamiliar with the skilled art of boxing.

She wanted to see the look of shock on Su Ming's face when he heard about her boxing rank.

Unfortunately, Su Ming's eyes remained as calm as water, and he simply smiled faintly and said:

"No, after seeing Aunt Zhou, I have something urgent to do, so I won't be your sparring partner."

After saying this, Su Ming intended to head straight to the study where Zhou Jingya usually stayed.

At this moment, A Biao's tall figure blocked his path.

A Biao grinned and said, "It's okay, we'll just spar a bit, it won't delay your business."

Then he slowly leaned his body closer, suddenly exuding a powerful aura.

Seeing that Su Ming remained unmoved and seemed uninterested in his challenge, he spoke with a hint of coldness in his voice:

"Or are you saying that I'm not qualified to be your opponent, Su Ming? Do you look down on me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, A Biao swung a fist the size of a sandbag, aiming it fiercely at Su Ming's abdomen.

Li Yueming was originally happy to see Su Ming get a lesson from A Biao.

After all, she had previously suffered at Su Ming's hands and was nearly thrown off a cliff by him.

But seeing A Biao's punch, which showed no restraint and was extremely fast, whistling through the air.

Her expression of glee at watching the commotion quickly turned to worry, and she hurriedly exclaimed, "Uncle Biao!"

From a professional boxing perspective, if Su Ming took A Biao's punch without any defense,

it's estimated he would have to stay in the hospital for at least ten days or half a month.

If it were more severe, his internal organs could be shattered by this terrifying force.

In that case, Su Ming would probably die on the spot!

Although Li Yueming disliked Su Ming, she was inexplicably concerned about his opinion at times.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, but she definitely didn't want to see Su Ming take that punch from A Biao.

However, what happened next left her expression of worry frozen on her face.

Su Ming took a few quick steps, sidestepping effortlessly to dodge A Biao's punch.

Because A Biao missed his punch, and he didn't expect Su Ming to dodge his attack so easily.

A look of shock appeared on his face, but it quickly turned into a serious expression, and he shouted excitedly:

"You little brat, it turns out you're an expert. I didn't see that before!"

Su Ming's face showed a trace of anger, even though he knew A Biao was just testing him.

If that punch had landed soundly, while it wouldn't have been fatal.

He would still have been laid up in bed for at least a week.

Thinking of this, Su Ming took advantage of A Biao's stagger caused by the missed punch and his failure to adjust.

He clenched his fist tightly, took a step forward, gathering all his strength into his fist, and struck toward A Biao's lower abdomen!

A Biao, seeing this, was horrified and hurriedly moved his arm toward his lower abdomen, trying to block Su Ming's attack.

"No! Why the hell are you so fast?" A Biao yelled out, his face contorted.

Because Su Ming was so fast that before he could fully prepare his defense,

Su Ming's punch landed solidly on his lower abdomen.

"Ah!" A Biao screamed pathetically, collapsing on the ground, immediately clutching his stomach as his face turned deathly pale.

Su Ming's fist had grazed A Biao's arm, reducing the impact slightly.

But even so, it caused A Biao to experience a level of pain he hadn't felt in a long time.

The intense pain caused beads of sweat to form on his forehead, his body trembling like a leaf.

Su Ming turned around again, intending to strike A Biao's chin with his fist once more.

He planned for this scheming guy to be laid up in bed for at least ten days or half a month.

"Su Ming, we're on the same side, just go easy, don't hurt the peace."

Just then, Zhou Jingya walked out from the study into the living room and spoke to Su Ming.

A Biao watched as Su Ming's fist stopped just millimeters from his chin, causing him to swallow nervously.

This "Brother Biao," who had swept through Longcheng for Li Guoqiang, renowned and formidable,

now felt like he was in an ice cave, his whole body shivering under Su Ming's sharp gaze.

Upon hearing Zhou Jingya, Su Ming withdrew his fist, lowering his eyelids, standing straight as a pine, rooted to the spot.

He had already made A Biao suffer; there really was no need to continue.

After all, he still needed to utilize this guy to clear some obstacles for his future career.

Su Ming felt the intimidation should be just enough, too much, and it might breed resentment.

But what Su Ming didn't know was.

If he had thrown that punch, A Biao might have respected him even more.

Because A Biao was the type who couldn't be coerced but only respected; if someone was more powerful and made him feel profound pain.

He might not only hate the person but regard them with admiration and esteem.

Just like how Li Guoqiang had subdued A Biao back in the day.

"Su... Ming, you really know a thing or two, why didn't I see your skills before?"

A Biao spoke with a trembling voice, holding his abdomen with a bitter smile on his face.

He remembered the last time Su Ming was being chased by Liu Ruili, at that time the latter hadn't shown his full capabilities.

Instead, it was Li Guoqiang and him who appeared just in time to help Su Ming settle the trouble with Liu Ruili.

"Could it be that this kid has been hiding his skills all along?"

A Biao looked at Su Ming with a growing sense of appreciation and admiration.

After all, young people like Su Ming usually can't keep anything to themselves.

For Su Ming, at such a young age, to have such rare composure and depth, he's indeed surpassing expectations.

A Biao suddenly recalled when he was Su Ming's age, he was just a guy shouting for fights on the streets every day.

Not only did he lack Su Ming's skills, but even his mental fortitude and depth were far inferior.

But what A Biao didn't realize was that the psychological resilience and exceptional skills Su Ming honed in the special forces had never been lost.

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