Chapter 662: Getting Beaten Up

Elma pinched Qiao Sang's arm to feel its firmness and said,

"Not bad, this firmness is good enough to start training."

As she spoke, she looked toward Stabbing Fist Boy on the side, "Just 20 kilograms of force will do."

"Stabbing Fist." Stabbing Fist Boy called out, then turned around to put on a pair of red boxing gloves for itself.

What's it going to do… Seeing this, Qiao Sang had a bad feeling in her heart.

The next second, her premonition came true.

Elma said, "Don't be afraid, this level of force won't injure you."

Qiao Sang: "..."

"Are you ready?" Elma asked.

Qiao Sang was silent for two seconds, then assumed a horse stance, "I'm ready."

Elma gave a nod to Stabbing Fist Boy.

The next second, Stabbing Fist Boy swung its fists, striking forcefully.

Qiao Sang swayed slightly, and a single thought crossed her mind:

It really doesn't hurt that much…

Suddenly, she remembered something and reminded, "Don't hit the face."