Putting aside others, let’s just talk about the drunkard Su Sanpao. This man has long passed his thirties and is in his fifties.
He has not withdrawn from the ranks of middle-aged people. He has been drinking for many years and often shakes unconsciously. He is also confused during fights.
He opened his stance and prepared to face the enemy, but he saw the nigger standing ready. Judging from his stance, this jkson had also been tempered by actual combat. His left foot touched the ground and he swayed very rhythmically. Those big eyes were in the black
His face was shining, and his thick lips were slightly open, as if he had no intention of attacking.
There is no doubt about Su Sanpao's strength, but facing an opponent with a huge physical advantage, he did not dare to relax. He tried twice but did not rush forward. When dealing with a tall opponent, the most important tactical principle is to get close.
The opponent, the relatively short Su Daxia, has no advantage in the middle and long distances. He is waiting for the fleeting flaw when the opponent attacks.
Keep calm.
Su Sanpao was indeed a veteran, and he was not at all confused when facing the nigger. He staggered around in front of and behind the opponent, but did not take any action.
For five minutes, the two of them were testing each other. No one came forward. You teased me, and I teased you, like two monkeys teasing each other, which was very interesting to everyone watching.
"Fight," a big man muttered.
"Yeah, don't fight yet!" someone responded.
"Holy shit, this is a martial arts master? What a boring old man!" A boy who was obviously not a martial arts person shouted with obvious dissatisfaction. In order to see the martial arts style, he spent a lot of money to get this black post, so
I don’t want to spend a lot of money on such a passionless battle.[
Soon, everyone who was holding their breath and concentrating on me began to talk about it, watching the time go by little by little.
Finally, under the gaze of everyone, the young nigger was the first to attack. He adjusted his pace slightly, jumped forward, took three long steps forward, and swept Su Sanpao with a low whip kick. Whip kick,
Just like the literal meaning, the kick was like a whip, fast and hard, coupled with the innate advantage of the black man's long thighs, this time it was clean and neat.
"Hey!" With a low roar, the nigger kicked his foot inward, threw his right arm back, and kicked the opponent's knee. It's not that Brother Sanpao didn't know how to dodge, it was just that the blow was too fast.
, in the blink of an eye it was slashed over like a machete.
Brother Sanpao was staggering around. He didn't expect that the opponent's offensive was so strong, and he had already lost half a point in his mentality. By the time he realized what was wrong, the other side of his knee was already feeling uncomfortable.
With actual combat experience, he hurriedly raised his leg, but his calf was still numb from the kick.
"Fuck!" Brother San Pao frowned, lowering his head, and the opponent's right straight punch came out like a black cannon. The straight punch was like a sharp sword, very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the big fist was already in front of him. It can be seen that this nigger is a hard-working man who often punches sandbags. When he punches, his fists are not clenched, his waist is relaxed, and his upper body stretches forward like a cobra.
, send and close quickly, without giving the opponent any chance. His focus is on the peak of the fist, which is the connection between the four fingers and the palm. These four protruding joints are one of the most useful attack parts and a sharp weapon for hitting people.
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Having said that, his punches were very fierce, but Brother Sanpao was a famous big shot, how could he be hit so easily? His feet went soft, and his body naturally slumped down, avoiding it very skillfully.
The attack started. The nigger failed to hit a single blow, and then used a combination of three basic punches, straight punches, uppercuts, and swing punches, which were very reasonable. He used the head of Brother San Pao as the main target of the attack, and struck out frequently.
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And Brother San Pao showed off his famous stunt - the drunken fist, erratic left and right, running and falling like a drunkard, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, dancing in the wind, the one with a rosy nose
My old face is like a ball on the sea in the big waves. No matter how strong the wind is, I will still be swaying on the sea.
When you come, I will dodge, and when you leave, I will chase, which is very similar to the meaning of "don't throw away, don't stand up" in Tai Chi. However, although his movement is fast, he can't take advantage of it. The nigger's arms are too long.
The strike distance is very far, and Brother San Pao's fists and kicks are always difficult to get close to him. It would be best if he could send out a shock wave or something at this time. Unfortunately, this is martial arts. He has been in the world for decades with awesome kung fu like the Hundred Steps Divine Fist.
Never seen it until now.
The fight between two people with completely different bodies and completely different boxing techniques was inseparable.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the attack method of Muay Thai is very direct. There are no fancy moves. If you hit you, you just hit you. There are no extraneous manners. The most intuitive impression is that the attack distance is long and the explosive power is strong, which is very suitable for actual combat.
Drunken Boxing is different. In comparison, this Kung Fu is very fancy and confusing. Every move is irrational. Even if you are not an expert, you will not be able to understand it. Su Sanpao will roll all over the floor at every turn.
He would also imitate the pose of a certain god, which was very artificial and a bit confusing. After this pass, he used all the martial arts methods in the Eight Drunken Immortals:
"Lü Dongbin—he is extremely powerful at lifting a pot when he is drunk.
Tieguai Li - It's true that he got drunk after fighting over his knees.
Zhongli of the Han Dynasty - Walking drunkenly with the heart in my arms.[
Zhang Guolao - drunkenly throwing cups and kicking.
Han Xiangzi—grabbing his wrists and holding his chest while he was drunk and played the flute.
Lan Caihe - single-handedly toasting and defeating him.
Cao Guojiu——immortal toasting and locking the throat.
He Xiangu——Walk around drunk with wine.”
Except for this last part, these moves are very manly, using softness to overcome strength, and are full of subtleties.
Thirty rounds have passed, and the nigger is exerting force frequently, and his physical strength is a bit weak. In fact, fighting against the enemy is a strenuous job. Not only must you use your hands, but you must also use your brain. Especially when fighting against a master, the burden on your heart is extremely heavy. The nigger's kung fu is indeed
It was very good, and it was not without consideration that Lu Tianshu was willing to entrust him with such a heavy burden. But he was too impatient. In his subconscious, he believed that he would have a chance of winning only by attacking in one breath. But what he didn't expect was that,
The perennial alcoholic with a rosy nose opposite is a master of Drunken Boxing, Drunken Boxing!
This Su Sanpao's body is like a greased tumbler. Why can't he win in a fight? Why can't he hit the opponent realistically? The only two moves that hit the opponent are weak and have no real meaning at all!
"****!" jkson cursed secretly. This mantra showed a strong local flavor. He was anxious and sweat appeared on his forehead. Su Sanpao, who was still dormant and waiting, felt happy. When the opportunity came, he realized that waiting
The time that had been waiting for so long finally arrived, and I took action immediately without even thinking about it.
Ginger is still old and hot. Although the nigger's momentum is strong, his attack seems too linear. Brother Sanpao will take advantage of it as soon as he prepares.
"Hey!" Jkson, unaware of the danger, shrugged his right shoulder and hit him with a standard "front shin kick".