Ding Xiu can no longer be used.

Wu Jing opened his mouth wide, unable to believe it: "If you don't need to use the martial arts, do you use your mouth?"

Wang Baoqiang shouted: "Brother Xiu, just stand still and let him fight."

"Ah, this." Even though Wu Bing had seen a big scene, he couldn't speak, and he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

You come to challenge someone to pass on martial arts masters, but you will ask others not to use martial arts masters.

It's a big deal.

As professional boxers, Zhou Shimin and Zhang Lei have already covered their faces. It is too embarrassing to not want to watch them again.

Zhang Lei said: "How could I lose to such a person?"

Zhou Zhenmin patted his shoulder: "Forget it, it's not worth it."

He didn't think it was an insult to the same stage as such a shameful person.

"OK, I don't use Bajiquan or Chuanwu, I use modern fighting."

Ding Xiu put away his boxing posture, bent his arms and elbows to protect his chin, and his feet beating rhythmically, which was a bit like Sanda and a bit like boxing.

Without the need for college student translation, Robert saw Ding Xiu's attitude and knew that he had agreed. He was about to smile when a sensation came out again, and he dripped out along the corner of his mouth and flowed into his mouth.

"Ahhhh!"

Just feeling unlucky, Robert vomited blood.

"Three, two, start!"

After the referee counted down, Robert did not recklessly anymore, and moved slowly in the cross steps one after another.

On the other hand, Ding Xiu jumped easily on the spot, with a butterfly step under his feet, which was the ultimate move of boxing champion Ali.

Slowly swaying, he came to Robert and felt his arms grow. Robert's eyes narrowed and his fist was swung over as he swung over him.

Ding Xiu bent down and tilted his head to avoid it.

Robert's fist is rarely one punch, usually with combos and bows left and right.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiu still avoided the second punch.

He didn't move in the whole time, just moved his upper body.

"Shake, will this be?"

Zhang Lei dropped his chin in shock.

When it comes to boxing, the most famous person in Shake Shuang is Tyson, who retired two years ago. At its peak, he put his hands behind his back and used dodge to play with his opponents, and he couldn't hit a single punch.

Ding Xiu's shaking is not as good as Tyson, but he is skillful in the movements and the timing is accurate. Robert's two punches almost rubbed his ears.

No matter what, Ding Xiu avoided it.

This is a big deal.

Chuanwu is so powerful, boxing is OK, is this a freak?

"If I had known to send him up, there would be no matter what Robert had to do with the gold medal."

Is it OK? Just look at Ding Xiu's condition, you will know that Robert has been beaten like this and is not an opponent at all.

Zhou Shimin said: "No, Ding Xiu is not strong enough to beat your super heavyweight, but it is OK to beat your lightweight next year, and lightweight is OK."

Ding Xiu is good in height and is quite balanced, but his weight is not as good as he raises it a little. If he raises it a little, he can still get a light weight, because it only costs 79 kilograms, which is less than 160 kilograms.

Lightweight is even simpler, you don’t need to gain weight, just start hitting.

With his fighting skills, he will be beaten when he comes to the super heavyweights. He will not be able to beat those lightweights like playing.

"Oh, the next Olympic boxing champion will be the first to book a gold medal in the lightweight division."

"Who said no? Just those old men's tempers are so foreign players who have to ask for help. If you put ready-made ones at home, how can you let them go?"

Sometimes games are not just competitions, but it is normal and common to invite foreign players for the sake of face.

Football teams, basketball, roller skating, figure skiing and other foreign players.

The country is not bad, with a large land and a wealth of resources and many talents, and not many foreign aids needed.

Internationally, those who play table tennis, in the end, the Chinese team plays all yellow-skinned people.

But our camps are different.

These people really couldn't make it in China, but they were table tennis masters when they went abroad. The foreigners' eyes were almost glaring out, and finally spent a lot of money to hire them as foreign players.

Just as they fight, these people will see their opponents they once looked up to.

Judging from their skin color, those who don’t know it think it’s a match between the national team.

Ding Xiu has boxing talent and high kung fu. How could such a talented national team let him go? Look, he will definitely be there in the next National Games and Olympics.

On the side, Wu Jing was envious when he heard this.

He also wanted to go there, but he didn't have the conditions and strength.

When did he, a kung fu boy, also meant to represent the national team? It was just that they played routines and did not have practical combat capabilities in the exhibition competition.

After getting on the ring and fighting with someone professionally, I have to be carried down in a few minutes.

...

"call!"

Robert failed to get two punches. Relying on his height advantage, he jumped up and jumped his knees to attack Ding Xiu's chin.

Ding Xiu took a step forward, pressed his elbow down, pressing down his knee that had just jumped up, and at the same time he poked his palm out from bottom to top.

Looking at this familiar move, Wu Jing felt a little hurt on his chin.

That's how he was beaten back then.

It's Robert's turn now. It seems that I'm not alone.

"Bang!"

With his palm pressed against Robert's chin, Robert's head leaned back and his body couldn't help but retreat.

He is not Wu Jing, and his ability to resist strikes and physical fitness are several times stronger than Wu Jing. This palm is just an unstable center of gravity for him, so he takes a few steps back.

The next second, when he saw Ding Xiu step forward, Robert hurriedly kicked and swept out.

If Ding Xiu dares to come, he has to lie down.

"Bang!"

Ding Xiu stepped forward, and it was also a back-spin kick, but it was just a back-spin kick that touched the ground, and it was much more powerful.

Bend over, touch the ground, and the scorpion raises his legs.

The two were almost tied with each other, and the moment they intersected, they hit Robert's nose with another kick.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Robert covered his nose and squatted on the ground, tears falling from his fingers, and blood from his nose was flowing out for no money.
Chapter completed!