Ouyang was not swayed by Han Sen's words. He stared at Han Sen and made a judgment with his ability and experience.
There was no doubt that Ouyang was sure that this was definitely a false punch. No matter how he looked at it, it could not be a black punch.
"Little tricks like verbal attacks have no effect on me. This punch has no killing intent, so it can't be a black punch." Ouyang did not even move, calmly watching Han Sen's fist approaching.
Just like Han Sen, he did not block it with his hands, because he was 100% confident that this was definitely a white punch.
Since Han Sen didn't use any strength, he was able to pull back his fist just as it was about to land on his face.
While Ouyang was thinking, he suddenly felt darkness in front of his eyes and a sharp pain in his nose. Then he staggered back uncontrollably. After seven or eight steps, he was unable to stabilize himself and sat on the ground.
"How could it be a black punch?" Ouyang ignored his nosebleed and looked at Han Sen blankly.
Han Sen walked to Ouyang, took out a pack of tissue and handed it to him. He smiled and said, "I told you, don't copy me."
Ouyang did not take the tissue from Han Sen. He wiped the blood from his nose, stood up and stared at Han Sen firmly, "Best of nine, I only lost one point."
Han Sen smiled and put the tissue back into his pocket. He stood in front of Ouyang and said, "Then I will continue."
Ouyang stared at Han Sen and did not speak. He did not want to miss any subtle movement of Han Sen's body, which was the basis to judge whether the opponent was a black punch or a white punch.
As long as the force was exerted, the muscles of the body would have a certain effect on the body. The key was whether he could see through the opponent's disguise.
Han Sen looked at Ouyang's serious face, pursed his lips, and punched again.
This time, Ouyang saw it clearly. Although his muscles looked tight, the lines of the muscles showed that the power of the punch was not concentrated, which meant that it was definitely not a black punch.
"This time, you can't fool me." Ouyang was nailed to the ground like a steel spear, raising his arms to block Han Sen's fist.
Although he had judged that Han Sen's punch was a white punch, Ouyang still raised his arms. It seemed that he had regarded Han Sen as a real opponent. Even if he was sure that his judgment was correct, he was still prepared to lose.
Bang!
Han Sen's fist hit Xiaosan's arm. Xiaosan's body only shook a little, but he did not fall back.
However, Ouyang's face was a bit pale. Han Sen's punch was still a black punch, and he had judged it wrong.
"Two points." Han Sen smiled and put up two fingers.
Ouyang looked at Han Sen and pondered. He clearly saw that Han Sen's muscles were not in the right direction, and his body was not in the right direction at all. But why was this punch a black punch?
"Is there really someone who can practice the Way of the Unreal to the point where there is no appearance at all?" Ouyang looked at Han Sen strangely.
Black and white boxing was only one of the more popular training methods in martial arts. It was mainly used to practice the way of illusion and reality. Later, it gradually evolved into some formal competitions. Although it was not the mainstream of martial arts competitions, it was still very popular among the public. After all, it was still very popular.
Ouyang had also participated in a lot of black and white boxing competitions, and had seen many masters who used black and white boxing.
Many of them were very good at using the way of illusion and reality.
But after all, there were still some clues, especially in the murderous spirit.
As long as you used your strength, you would have the desire to win, more or less, you would have some murderous spirit.
Ouyang was very experienced in actual combat and was particularly sensitive to the murderous spirit, which made him more or less advantageous in black and white boxing competitions. Especially when he was on the defensive side, the probability of making mistakes was very low.
Even if he made mistakes occasionally, it was because his opponent used some kind of force that he had never seen before. When he was familiar with it, such an attack would be useless to him.
However, although Han Sen only punched him twice, the feeling that Han Sen gave him was different from any of his previous opponents.
That feeling could not be described in words, or it was very misleading. It was not only because of the various appearances of Han Sen's body when he punched, but more importantly, when Han Sen punched, he felt that Han Sen did not intend to hit him at all, which made him believe that this punch could not be a black punch.
"It is impossible to be flawless. If it is a special force that I cannot see through, then there must be some clues. As long as I see through the key of this force, I will not be fooled again."
Ouyang calmed down and walked to Han Sen again, looking at Han Sen calmly.
"Again." Ouyang slowly spat out two words.
Bang!
Han Sen punched again, and Ouyang raised his arm to block. This time, Han Sen used a little more force than last time, but Ouyang only shook a little, and did not step back.
"Good physical fitness."
Han Sen looked at Ouyang with some surprise. Although he only used seventy or eighty percent of his strength, it was impossible to block without at least 13 points of strength.
Ouyang did not pay attention to Han Sen's praise, because he had lost again. He still misjudged.
"Again." Ouyang was not discouraged.
Han Sen did not hesitate and punched again. The result was the same. Ouyang was hit by another black punch. This time, Han Sen used a little less force, as he did not want to completely expose his current strength.
And winning black and white boxing was not about strength, but about deceiving the opponent.
"Four points, you have one last chance." Han Sen looked at Ouyang and said.
"Come on." Ouyang said without hesitation.
Han Sen did not hesitate and punched again. The force was fast and fierce, like a cannonball.
Suddenly, Ouyang moved sideways and avoided Han Sen's punch. At this critical moment, Ouyang did not stick to his own judgment and did not block Han Sen's punch. Instead, he chose to dodge.
"Since I thought you were using a black punch when you were using a white one, I could not see your flaws. As long as I do the opposite, I will naturally win." Ouyang's eyes flashed, and a confident smile appeared on his face.
But after a moment, Ouyang's confident smile froze on his face.