"You're just a little more interesting."

Looking at the bald man, Ding Xiu said.

Among such a bunch of people, he felt that only this big man could fight, and being strong is one of them.

The muscles that practice martial arts are different from those in the gym. If you look closely, you will have a big difference.

The second is that the eyes are different.

Those who have practical experience, have sharp eyes and different auras. Even if they are short, they will still be eye-catching in the crowd.

The bald head in front of me has a momentum.

Ding Xiu guessed that he had either practiced martial arts for many years or had practiced modern fighting before.

Take off the boxing gloves from the unconscious brothers, and put them on slowly, and poses Sanda's boxing stance towards Ding Xiu.

Protect your head with both hands, slightly bow your body, and feet one by one behind, forming a triangle with your upper body.

"You beat them, it's really a bit bullying. I'll play with you."

"Brother Wang, fuck him."

"Wang Chong takes action, this time he should be stable."

"Have you played 120 well? Don't do anything later."

"Come on, Brother Wang."

"Brother Wang has practiced Sanda for ten years, and this kid is in danger."

"Everyone disperses a little, don't affect your senior brother's performance."

Unlike these brothers who have been practicing Wing Chun, Wang Chong used to practice Sanda and also played professional competitions. By chance, he became a disciple of Wing Chun, with the purpose of learning the punching boxing and cunming force in Wing Chun.

To be honest, many of Wing Chun’s tricks are not suitable for fighting, but the skills of exercising force are still worth learning.

After a few years of training, Wang Chong felt that his combat effectiveness was much higher than before.

Unfortunately, I learned a little late. At the beginning, the master refused to teach him. It took him several years to teach him. When I learned it, I was already old and couldn't beat the ring.

Now, I have opened a boxing gym and live a little while.

Today I came here because some brothers said they had an appointment to fight a mainland master. He came over to have nothing to do, but he saw that his junior brother was kicked with one move.

It was obvious that Ding Xiu had some basic skills, his moves were sharp and he was decisive. I am afraid that no one here could fight, so he planned to communicate.

With his fists colliding, Wang Chong said in a deep voice: "I won't bully you. If you lose, you will be done. I know you are a celebrity. If you don't, you will take a detour when you meet Wing Chun."

Ding Xiudao: "Yes, don't apologize, I can kowtow both ends to you."

Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so tough: "No need, anyone who hasn't been young yet, just apologize."

Gently approaching Wang Chong, Ding Xiu said calmly: "I'll wait for you to make me apologize."

As far as this is concerned, it would be boring to continue talking. Wang Chong's fist stance was not messed up, and his feet slowly moved towards Ding Xiu tentatively, and his upper body shook slightly.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, Wang Chong took advantage of his unpreparedness and punched Ding Xiu, and Ding Xiu leaned back and dodged.

Without a single blow, Wang Chong quickly retreated, his heart suddenly heavier. If it were normal, he would have taken advantage of the victory and rushed forward.

But when he was calm in the face of Ding Xiu's understatement, he was still a little afraid to bet. If he was a master, he would just post it and deliver food.

"If you don't do it, I'll get on." Seeing that he was still looking for flaws, Ding Xiu was not used to it and kicked the sideways and swept towards his forehead.

Wang Chong subconsciously protected his head. Faced with this kind of attack, he was very experienced. He just hid himself and grabbed his legs, bullied himself in front of him, and beat him up with a fist. Even if Ding Xiu was not KOed in the end, he would have to take him.

Point injury.

"Bang!"

The instep kicked his elbow and the impact hit his head. Wang Chong felt his head buzzing, his brain blank for two seconds, and his body couldn't stop staggering to the side.

When I realized that I had forgotten to grab my legs just now, my eyes were incorrect when I looked at Ding Xiu, and my heart suddenly felt heavy.

He used to be a professional boxer, and he had practiced his ability to resist strikes. His physical quality was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Ding Xiu's kick was so powerful that his mind was blank for two seconds. If it were other brothers, he might have lie down immediately.

In fact, Ding Xiu did not finish the attack immediately. If he rushed over, only two seconds would have been enough for him to be KO.

However, Ding Xiu didn't make him feel good either. After sweeping out, he immediately slid forward and kicked him in the chest with the next kick.

Wang Chong took this kick and hugged Ding Xiu's thigh with both hands. He felt his chest tightness and his stomach was in a state of turmoil. He didn't care too much and swept his right foot towards Ding Xiu's lower plate.

Ding Xiu stood up and jumped, his body rotated in the air, turned around and kicked him again. This time, Wang Chong failed to catch him and was kicked backwards.

Just as if you were shooting a movie, everyone around you was stunned.

"Damn, if I hadn't made a temporary appointment, I would have thought it was filming."

"Brother Xiu has brought his kung fu to reality."

"Niubi!"

"It seems that professional boxers can't help but fight."

"Brother Wang is observing the situation and using his body to block the attack to try Ding Xiu's foot weight. Look, the counterattack is coming soon."

"Cough cough cough!" The ribs hurt a little. Wang Chong coughed twice, gritted his teeth and strode against Ding Xiu. He didn't get any advantage in the distance, so he hit the close body and hit the ground.

It can be seen that Ding Xiu must have a strong leg skills. As long as he is close to him and locked, he will still have to lie down.

After three steps approaching, Wang Chong approached Ding Xiu. The two were very short and less than one arm. Facing Ding Xiu's fist, he blocked his backhand and hit his right fist under the ribs.

This is Wing Chun's hand-spreading hand. He has practiced it many times before, and it is very effective.

But this time it was a little unsuccessful. Ding Xiu raised his knees to block the attack from the ribs, and his elbows were used to hit Wang Chong's chest. The two movements were orderly and completed in a blink of an eye.

Wang Chong's fist was not as fleshy as he imagined. In an instant, he knew it was going to be finished, but his years of fighting consciousness still allowed him to protect his head.

It’s all this point, but you can’t withdraw, so you can only choose to resist and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Bang!"

The hard elbows were pressed against his chest, and Wang Chong's eyes turned black and he couldn't breathe. Then there was a pain coming from both ribs, which was followed by one after another.

Ding Xiu used him as a sandbag, punching him with one left and one right.

There was no way, Wang Chong bent his body and gritted his teeth, pressing his arms tightly against the lower ribs, trying to use his arm muscles to block Ding Xiu's fist.

However, Ding Xiu's attack was too fierce, one punch was harder than the other, and his arms were numb with just a few punches.

This is still wearing boxing gloves, which reduces a lot of strength. If you don’t wear boxing gloves, your arms will have lost consciousness long ago.

"boom!"

While Wang Chong was still struggling to defend, Ding Xiu's fist suddenly emerged from his chin.

"It's over!"

At this moment, this was the only thought in Wang Chong's mind.

Without giving him too much psychological activities, Ding Xiu's fist hit his chin accurately. Wang Chong raised his head suddenly, looked at the sky ninety degrees, and lay down straight.

What is Wing Chun, what is Cun Tight, or what is Cun Tight, are useless.

From the beginning to the end, it was less than a minute in total. If this was placed on the ring, it would not have been a turn.

In eight years of Sanda and three years of Wing Chun, it is so terrifying that it can't beat an actor who films.

And what the hell is Ding Xiu's unreasonable boxing stance? How did the Bajiquan become a Sanda move? The fighting experience is so rich, and the whole process is not rushing. The old boxer is in front of him.

They were all eaten tightly.

"We are not convinced, and the promised competition is Sanda."

"Senior Brother Wang is influencing his performance with his fists."

"Wing Chun's armed hands, squeezing hands, squeezing hands, breaking hands, sinking bridges, sticking and hitting, no one does not need to use five fingers, and no fists can be used."

"Ding Xiu, we will have a game without wearing gloves. Do you dare?"

Faced with the words of more than ten people, Ding Xiu took off his boxing gloves, tied a horse stance that was ten times more standard than Wing Chun's disciples, and gestured his hands with Bajiquan fist.

"Next."

"I'm here."

A thin, flat-headed guy pushed everyone away and walked out.

With bare hands and empty fists, he also has Wing Chun boxing posture.

"Martial competition is important, stop until it is three, two, one, start."

"Baji collapse!"

Ignoring the so-called punching, Ding Xiu approached his body and swept his hands and feet at the same time. In an instant, the young man flew out, slamming the ground with a thud, foaming in his mouth.

The scene was terriblely quiet and the needle could be heard.

Many people opened their mouths and looked at Ding Xiu like a ghost.

I have seen a fierce person, but I have never seen such a fierce person. I thought he was powerful in Sanda, but I didn't expect that Bajiquan would be even more powerful and knock people out with one move. It was so scary.

Who dares to get on this?
To be continued...