Before Wang Baoqiang could react, his thighs felt numb in an instant.
Then there is pain.
Ding Xiu's foot strength was not comparable to Wu Jing's. His legs were surprisingly strong, and it still hurt even if he wrapped a silk quilt.
If he didn't wrap up, he doubted whether he could stand up at this moment was a problem.
However, it still hurts very much. Once your body is tilted, you will be twisted when you walk.
"Bang!"
I saw a black shadow flashing in front of me, and something seemed to be hit hard on my head, and stars appeared in my eyes.
"Bang!"
In less than a second, it was like a sledgehammer hit, and my body flew back a few meters away. After falling to the ground, I felt my chest was stuffy and I couldn't get angry.
I turned my head and opened my mouth, and said, "I spit out all breakfast and lunch."
"Niubi!"
Wu Jing, who watched the game throughout the whole time, said in amazement.
He could see the most clearly in the audience. Ding Xiu first swept Wang Bao's strong legs with his legs crossed, then raised his legs high and swept his head, then kicked his chest back.
The speed was very fast, and Wang Baoqiang was beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back.
It is worth mentioning that the last back kick is a bit like a taekwondo leg technique. It is very difficult and requires the body to rotate in the air and gather on the legs with the help of the whole body's strength.
Much stronger than the back kick in Sandali.
"Baoqiang, is that okay?" After two seconds of being stunned, Wu Jing helped Wang Baoqiang up.
Wang Baoqiang's face was pale and listless, and he trembled at Ding Xiu: "Brother, remember to teach me martial arts."
Ding Xiu seemed to be thinking about something and said casually: "I'll talk about your business in a few days, Brother Jing, you can replace the silk quilt and let's practice again."
Wu Jing: "I..."
"Don't you want to practice Sanda?"
"think!"
"Then change it."
Worried that the sandbag would disappear all of a sudden, Ding Xiu's strength was a little lighter this time, either practicing the edges and legs or practicing boxing.
On a hot day, Wu Jing was wrapped in two books on his arm, making defensive moves throughout the whole process, grinning in pain.
I was kicked from time to time on my thigh and I was almost unable to stand firm.
After finally beating Wu Jing, Ding Xiu replaced Wang Baoqiang.
In the afternoon, the two of them did nothing and worked as a training partner. It was time for them to support each other and walk on the wall.
When they came over the next day, Wang Baoqiang and Wu Jing were much smarter and brought their own protective gear. Ding Xiu was very satisfied. This time they insisted on it for one day.
The two of them did not come on the third day, saying they were recovering from their injuries.
On the fourth day, the two of them didn't want to come. Dante Xiu said he wanted to teach them something, so he ran over happily.
"The hands are two doors, and they all rely on their feet to hit people. Although Sanda is a modern fighting, it is the same as some of the martial arts concepts of ancient martial arts."
"Even Sanda is easier to get started. If one is willing to learn and the other is willing to teach, you can hit someone in a few months."
"The long kick is close and close, and the summary is very good. Let's talk about long kicks. Your edges and legs are not standard enough. In Guwu, this is called whip legs. What is whip legs? You should be like a whip. Swing them on your hands with a swing.
The whip made a snap sound, and the power was on the tip..."
In the yard, Ding Xiu explained some of Chuanwu's fighting styles to Wu Jing separately.
Wang Baoqiang didn't say anything, just listened quietly, and memorized it by rote if he didn't understand it.
Today's trip was not in vain. It was just a simple leg Fading Xiu for more than an hour, and there were two hours of practical exercises.
As expected, the two were beaten.
Arms, thighs, green and purple.
He just staggered four or five steps after just getting a leg. I couldn't imagine what it would be like if Ding Xiu had tried his best.
If the kick is on the neck, I'm afraid I won't be killed immediately.
After the two left, Ding Xiu practiced boxing alone in the yard. Bajiquan was very slow, and children could practice it.
But the power is very strong, and every punch and kick makes the sound of breaking through the air.
He used his energy.
After the beating, Ding Xiu was sweating heavily, took a towel and wiped it, and said to Zhao Liying: "How is the temperature of the medicine bath?"
Yesterday he prescribed a prescription and asked Zhao Liying to go to Tongrentang to get medicine and prepare to take a bath in the medicine bath.
If you are poor, rich and rich, you are not talking nonsense.
Why do those who play Muay Thai and fight with modern times get sick? In addition to practicing methods, they can’t take care of their bodies.
His prescription comes from the master's sect, and the effect has been tested. After practicing martial arts, his body bones will become stronger and stronger, which can fill his qi and blood, maintain health, and leave no hidden injuries.
Zhao Liying said: "It's very hot, do you want it to be cold?"
A pair of medicine was more than 50,000 yuan. She almost was scared to death when she paid the bill with Ding Xiu's card. As a result, she bought it and took a bath, which made her even more difficult to figure out.
Isn't this a waste of money?
"It will be useless if it is cold."
As soon as he threw the towel, Ding Xiu got into the house, and Zhao Liying followed closely, without taking two steps, a bare hand on his shoulder.
Gao Yuanyuan said: "You can go back today, leave it to me."
After his face turned red, Zhao Liying nodded: "Oh."
When Gao Yuanyuan entered the house, Ding Xiu had already taken off his body and jumped into the bathtub. The water temperature was very hot, which made his skin red, and his exposed head was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans fell.
"Are you going to cook yourself?"
"Medicine bath, do you understand the medicinal bath?" Ding Xiu said with his eyes closed: "Only in this way can the body completely absorb the medicinal properties. You also want me to become stronger and stronger."
"Bah, the dog can't spit out ivory." After a spit, Gao Yuanyuan came to Ding Xiu and wiped his sweat with a towel: "I don't need to spend money on so many precious medicinal materials, and I'll throw them in the kitchen to waste money."
Ding Xiu opened his eyes and said lightly: "What do you know? Don't buy a little randomly. The prescription will be applied for a patent in a few days."
No matter which era it is, it is hard to find.
Although his prescription is not something that can cure diseases and save people, it is willing to buy millions of people who can use it.
Don’t mess up when buying medicine. I will copy it to you in minutes. I won’t have a few times to understand the results of the experiment.
In this case, what is stolen is not the prescription, but the money.
As for what Gao Yuanyuan said about wasting money, there is nothing we can do about it. There are a few medicines in the prescription that are precious medicinal materials, and the price is indispensable.
Speaking of which, I have to thank modern society, it is very convenient to find anything after informatization.
Hundreds of years ago, some medicines were hard to find, and they were hard to find.
Now, just give you money, a phone call, and you can send it to you.
...
The next day, when Wu Jing came over again, he brought seven or eight strong men, all of whom were junior brothers from Shicha Sports School.
He saw that Ding Xiu intended to practice boxing with him, but he was always beaten and was not a big deal, so he simply asked a few more sandbags to share the firepower.
Some of these people practice wrestling, some practice fighting, and some practice Sanda. They can't say that they can fight, but they will definitely resist beating better than him.
"Brother Xiu is good."
"Brother Xiu is good."
"Hello, I'll take care of you later."
"Xiao Zhao, go to fruit plate and tea."
As soon as they entered the door, the people from Shicha Sports School felt at home. Ding Xiu, a big star, was so polite.
No airs at all, and kind.
Before coming, my senior brother Wu Jing said that he would ask them to train, but the price was that Wu Jing would treat guests to dinner every day.
The senior brother spoke, but no one refused. He still had to give this little face. Of course, Ding Xiu, the person involved, has such a good attitude, and everyone is happier to train.
Five minutes later.
"艹!"
"艹!"
"hiss!"
"Brother Xiu, show mercy."
"vomit!"
"Protective gear, I want to use protective gear."
After getting started, they realized how outrageous Ding Xiu was. In fact, everyone had heard of Ding Xiu, a kung fu star, and was known as the most capable person in the entertainment industry.
But they didn't take it seriously. Wu Jing was nicknamed Kung Fu Boy and Li Lianjie Kung Fu Emperor. His actual combat level was that.
In practice, height, weight, boxing skills are important.
No matter how you look at Ding Xiu, it is not the same as them.
The result was contrary to what everyone thought. Ding Xiu was so crazy that his boxing technique was too tough, a bit like Baji, and he also had Sanda, wrestling, and Muay Thai.
He fucked one of their brothers with one elbow, jumped his knees, elbows, legs, and combination punches. No one could last three rounds in his hand.
In less than five minutes, seven or eight big men with round waists and thick waists were fucked over and lay on the ground and hummed.
The look of Ding Xiu looked like he looked at a ghost.
Wu Jing was sitting and drinking tea with a big golden knife, and said lightly: "You will suffer a loss if you don't listen to wearing protective gear."
No one knows Ding Xiu's strength better than him. These people are foolish and single-handed. It's not normal for them to be beaten.
Wang Baoqiang took out a sack with protective gear inside: "Everyone should wear it, it will hurt when you go home."
Ding Xiu jumped on the spot and hooked his hand: "You guys go together this time."
Fuck!
Everyone was stunned.
Should I be so pretentious?
They are all martial arts practitioners and have some fighting experience. They usually have no problem with one or two fighting. Ding Xiu wants them to go together, so he looks down on others too much.
Anyone who has fought knows that every time one person is a huge challenge, the eight of them will play together, and the boxing champion will be beaten here.
Use three people to attract firepower, others lock their throats, hit their abdomen, hit their abdomen, hit their abdomen, hit their abdomen, and hit them. Tyson wants to call him dad when he comes.
Wu Jing stood up with a serious expression: "Brother Xiu..."
"You two are together, too." Ding Xiu pointed at Wu Jing and Wang Baoqiang with his fingers.
He will fight ten today.
For safety reasons, Ding Xiu also wore protective gear.
Everyone looked at each other and dared not say anything.
Do you want to be so mean?
Ding Xiu said calmly: "If you can bring me down, you will be rewarded with 20,000 yuan per person. The medical expenses for the injury are counted as mine."
Everyone at the sports school's eyes lit up suddenly.
You can earn 20,000 yuan in extra money after one trip, and this business seems to be cost-effective.
They went together, it was quite easy to put Ding Xiu down, and it was just a matter of putting down, but it was not difficult.
In addition to money, everyone is a little dissatisfied. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. They can't beat Ding Xiu in one fight, and they can't even test his full strength. Let's go together?
Let you show off, and I will beat you up today.
Wu Jing said, "I don't want money. If you lose, you can accompany me to practice for another half a month."
Wang Baoqiang: "I don't want money either. I want you to pass on my skills."
Ding Xiu took a big step back, clenched his fists, as if he pulled a big bow: "Yes."
Everyone looked at each other, and Wu Jing suddenly shouted: "Why are you standing there? Come on, surrounded him and then take action."
He knew Ding Xiu's strength, and if he was so stupid, he might be defeated one by one, and the encirclement would be different. He rushed forward and kicked his fists and feet from all directions. He could not stop his three heads and six arms, and he could decide the winner in an instant.
Ding Xiu did not move and let them surround him. Just when everyone thought they were almost certain to win, Ding Xiu moved without waiting for Wu Jing to give another order.
The first 1.9-meter-old man who rushed directly in front was a wrestling man, and he was very strong.
The waist is round and the waist is thick, and the ears are different from ordinary people. They are turned inward and have cocoons. This is called dumpling ears.
The old saying goes, you can tell whether a wrestler is strong or not.
Those who fall often fall on the ground, their heads hit the ground, and their ears rub against the ground. Over time, dumpling ears will form.
The big man in front of him had a pair of dumpling ears, and with this tonnage, he was definitely a good player on the ancient battlefield.
In terms of personal combat effectiveness, Ding Xiu felt that the group of Tartars who were intercepted on the border in his previous life could be completely abused by him.
Of course, the army has battle formations, three people can fight several times the enemy, and ten people can form a team, and if they are cavalry, they can easily sweep hundreds of mobs.
"clatter!"
"clatter!"
In just two steps, Ding Xiu had already run a few meters away. The tiger pounced in an instant, and the distance was closer again.
Wu Jing's face changed and he shouted, "No, get on."
After saying that, Ding Xiu's attack had arrived, Baji, and the elbow.
"boom!"
The hard elbow hit the mat in front of the chest, visible to the naked eye, and a mark was concave on the mat.
The power was transmitted to the body, and the man felt that he didn't lift it up in one breath, his feet left the ground, and the scenery on both sides retreated.
"Bang!"
Like a sandbag, it flew out a few meters away, swaying smoke and dust.
Solve one.
When Ding Xiu knocked the person away, the others also moved. After all, they were not ordinary people and had a strong sense of consciousness. In an instant, they kicked them from left to right.
Turning his head, Ding Xiu clenched his five fingers, slapped his legs with his arms, turned his elbow into a gun, and pushed his elbow over again.
Speeding up, a tiger jumped for three meters, stepped on the chest with a flying knee, breaking the encirclement.
"Bang!"
Wang Baoqiang, who was about to attack, was hit by his legs and his upper body was numb.
He kicked straight, and was kicked away from his hand head-on and knelt on the ground. After a few seconds, he got up again.
Ding Xiu leaned against his legs, and no one could get close to him. One came up and the other was kicked out.
If there are protective gears, everyone will be unable to get up long ago.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wu Jing shouted: "I'll take the lead, and the others will rush."
As he said that, he rushed into the crowd and carried Ding Xiu's leg head-on, without taking a step back because Ding Xiu's leg was hugged by him.
A few days ago, he really might not be able to defend himself, but after Ding Xiu's teaching, he had a much stronger sense of practical combat.
Holding his legs tightly, Wu Jing did not care about the pain in his waist and smiled at Ding Xiu, as if saying, "You lost."
He can only hold on for three seconds, no, two seconds, and the attacks of other people will arrive soon. Ding Xiu must kneel even if he is reincarnated by the Martial Saint.
"Innocent."
Two words were uttered coldly from his mouth, and Ding Xiu's legs were hugged forward, causing Wu Jing to take two steps back.
Ding Xiu jumped with his left foot, his body jumped, and his knee hit Wu Jing’s chin.
"Stutter!"
After only one second of the time, Wu Jing let go and fell backwards straight.
It’s not that he didn’t want to hug him tightly, he couldn’t hold him anymore, and he put his knee on his chin, his head was blank and his consciousness was distracted.
However, before he fell to the ground, he saw that everyone was approaching Ding Xiu, and the two sides were very close.
At this level, it is basically impossible for Ding Xiu to use his legs.
"Bang!"
What Wu Jing didn't see was that Ding Xiu's whip legs were useless, but he used his elbows, forearms, and knees.
He is also a strong point when he is close to the front.
"Bang!"
There was another loud noise, and someone strangled Ding Xiu's neck from his back and was knocked to the ground by falling over his shoulder.