He bowed to Ding Xiuyi, and the other party smiled bitterly and said, "Li Ting, I have learned Bajiquan for eight years and have no practical experience. Teacher Ding is merciful."
For eight years, I am not a novice, but I am not very senior.
Among these people today, there are many people who have been practicing for more than ten or twenty years.
"You're welcome." Ding Xiu clasped his fists: "I'll be a good deal."
Li Ting, whose name is a bit delicate and looks very delicate, Ding Xiu didn't have a deep impression of him, mainly because he left early yesterday and didn't pay much attention to the second half.
When we met for the first time today, what left an impression on him might be such a delicate face and a pair of rough hands.
To be honest, if you cover your face and just look at these hands, you will be a practitioner who has rich fighting experience and has believed in it since he was a child.
Li Ting smiled shyly: "Thank you, don't slap in the face, I'll still have to film after I look back."
"Are you an actor too?"
"A special person who plays a special role in Hengdian and plays some unnamed small roles, they are not considered actors."
"Where are there, there are no small roles, only small actors, they all make a living."
"Thank you, Teacher Ding for your encouragement."
"You are older than me, don't call me that, I can't hear it."
"Then I'll call you Brother Xiu, I'm also a fan of You."
"Also."
"Cough cough." Seeing that the two of them were chatting, the referee interrupted them with a dry cough and let them continue to chat. He didn't have to do anything today. Just listen to them: "Prepare."
"Three, two, start!"
"Brother Xiu, I'm here."
Li Ting stretched out his big hands, his face was serious, his fists were clenched, and he attacked Ding Xiu. When he approached, he snorted coldly and stepped down heavily, and his fist was handed out with a sound of breaking through the air.
Ding Xiu believed such flawless boxing techniques, and Li Ting really had no practical experience.
If you often find someone to compete and have a master to teach you, you won’t be able to beat you like this.
I don't know how it reached the third round.
Ding Xiu was embarrassed to dodge, leaned his right hand up, ready to bounce his fist away and make a quick battle.
In the referee seat, Wujiang’s master and apprentice smiled.
Liu Xiaoyun said: "Master, Ding Xiu is so arrogant this time."
The same scene happened once yesterday. Li Ting, who had little practical experience, punched his opponent with an ordinary punch, and then the opponent fell to the ground and foamed at the spot and almost fainted.
"I can't fall, but I guess it's not a good time." Wu Jiang shook his head and said, "It's still within the scope of Ding Xiu's support."
"Bang!"
Ding Xiu did not bounce Li Ting's fist away, but was broken through the defense by his fist and was punched firmly in his chest.
After taking two steps back, Ding Xiu's face turned a little red, and he slowly breathed out his mouth, as if he had seen a ghost, cursing: "Fuck!"
The moment he touched his hands, he felt that the other party's fist was strong and indestructible. He caught off guard. He was careless and could not defend himself. Instead, he let the attack come in because of carelessness.
Fortunately, he took a breath in a hurry, and his chest muscles were tightened, blocking most of the force.
Otherwise, if it is true, even his physical fitness will be uncomfortable for a while.
The reason for swearing was because he didn't expect Li Ting to practice strength. He hummed and stamped his feet. He thought he was pretending to be pretending, but now it seems that he is preparing for power.
This is such a master.
Ding Xiu's eyes became serious.
"I admit defeat."
The next second, Li Ting shouted at the referee.
Ding Xiu was stunned, and the people present were also stunned. The good situation was unreasonable.
There is no one in a thousand. No one is arrogant. Even if you are not an opponent, you will have to pass a few moves. Moreover, this is a game, and there will be no harm and you will not be afraid of being beaten.
"Brother, are you serious?" Ding Xiu asked withdrew his boxing posture.
Li Ting stretched out his hand that had just punched him, spread his backhand, spread his palms open, his palms covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
"I can only punch this one. If I force the second punch, it will hurt the qi and blood. If I have a weakened time, I will have to eat a lot of food before I can get it back."
"You are the only one I have ever seen when I get punched and still feel like nothing happened. I am not your opponent."
"And I really can't fight, and it's boring to continue fighting."
Looking at his palm, Ding Xiu understood that he had just entered the power, and was not familiar with it, and his skills were not deep, otherwise he would not have to punch him.
Of course, this cannot be said that Li Ting is weak, and there are no weak people who can practice the strength.
In fact, no one can shoot powerful fists infinitely. This thing is like a bomb in Landlord. Generally, if you have one blow, you will take the lead. If you have two blows and three blows, you will be almost invincible.
As long as other cards are not bad, you can easily win the opponent.
The same goes for Ding Xiu. When fighting with people, he doesn’t just work hard, and who will throw bombs from the house.
It’s all about seizing the opportunity and taking action when it’s time.
The difference is that his bombs are more than those of Li Ting, and he can take action more times. In addition, his savage eyes and experienced skills are a perfect kill every time he takes action, and there are few times when he misses.
"What a pity." Ding Xiu stopped and sighed.
Li Ting smiled and said, "It's nothing pity. I just came here to play and I have nothing to do."
He knew what Ding Xiu meant by saying a pity, and the old man who taught him kung fu also said the same thing, saying that if he knew how to fight, his combat ability could be improved several times.
But that old man didn't know how to do it, and even practiced martial arts all his life, he was still unable to get involved.
"Your job is not just an actor, right?" Ding Xiu asked.
It is a pity for ordinary martial arts practitioners to hear his words, and they will be a little unwilling to accept it. After all, they have mastered a golden house and only have the key.
That feeling was like dating a girlfriend on Valentine's Day. In the end, because the supermarket downstairs closed, I couldn't buy a small umbrella, so I could only watch it.
Who doesn't feel itchy?
Li Ting is so frank, there are only two possibilities. First, he really doesn't care, but if he really doesn't care, how could he persist in practicing Baji for so many years? His hands seemed to have worked hard at first glance.
The second is that he does not rely on this skill to make a living. Without the skill, he has other choices.
"Well, I'm still a teacher. Isn't this a holiday? Go to Hengdian to act and find out what it feels like."
Ding Xiu suddenly realized and nodded immediately: "Hello, teaching and educating people is no worse than fighting a life or a death. Leave a phone number later and make friends. If you have any trouble in the future, you can find me."
This is the one he has seen, who obviously chooses but is unwilling to choose.
In fact, as long as Li Ting is willing to bow his head and become a disciple, some people on the referee table are willing to teach him how to play, but he resisted this temptation and chose the ordinary life of a teacher.
Is it tiring to learn martial arts? But if you can practice martial arts, you can make a lot of money. Just look at those who open martial arts schools and you will know that it’s too much to make money.
Or go to boxing competitions, and with the style of playing, you will be much better than ordinary boxers.
One foot has stepped into the threshold of one million a year, but Li Ting can just stop the car. Look, this is a realm, Ding Xiu admires it from the bottom of his heart.
"Haha, thank you Brother Xiu." Li Ting scratched his head and smiled, "But if you can help me satisfy my regrets for free, I will not refuse."
If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Ding Xiu wanted to give him a middle finger.
"Since you have chosen a good path, don't learn it. I'm afraid you will be distracted. This is not a good path. Nowadays, you have no future in practicing martial arts."
If you don’t have a knife in your hand, you will be beaten at most when you are beaten. If you have a knife in your hand, you will definitely see blood if you are forced into a hurry.
Li Ting knows how to play, and may not be able to play in the ring in his entire life. At most, it is a game like today. Everyone clicks until they communicate.
I really know, maybe I will see him in Wulinfeng one day.
If there are people outside of people and there are heaven outside of heaven, it is not invincible to know the spirit. One day, it is not impossible to kill yourself and get rid of yourself.
"I just talk about it casually, just a small wish. Actually, I understand everything. Sometimes it won't be much better than it will. I just practiced for so many years, but I still have a little regret."
The same thing, he told Liu Xiaoyun last night that the other party also refused.
The fighting style is the core of a sect. No relatives or reasons are related to it, and few people are willing to take it out, and he is unwilling to join the martial arts hall, so this matter was lost.
Although joining the martial arts hall is just a matter of just one sentence, it seems that there is no responsibility or danger, but he understands that if he joins and takes other people's things, it will be useful sooner or later.
Ding Xiu nodded: "Believe me, it won't be better than that. By the way, I forgot to ask you, what are you teaching?"
"University."
"Awesome, what major?"
“Japanese.”
"You are playing the Japanese in Hengdian, right?"
"Yes, when the assistant director heard that I could speak Japanese, he asked me to act. I just treated it as a holiday internship. I practice speaking when I have nothing to do. I occasionally take students to experience it when I have time so that they don't forget history."
Ding Xiu: "..."
Nympho
As expected, before noon, the National Bajiquan Competition ended and Ding Xiu won the championship, without any suspense.
Everyone left and prepared to go for a meal.
No one noticed that Ding Xiu and Liu Xiaoyun walked towards the back door one after another. After a while, Xu Haofeng and Wu Jiang followed him.
Li Ting, who was at the door, turned his head and looked at him. He happened to see Ding Xiu and the others. He turned around and followed him.
The students were in class, and there was no one on the football field and it was very deserted.
A group of people came to the football field, and Ding Xiu bowed to Liu Xiaoyun and said, "Teacher Liu, I have been here for a few days and have never had the chance to visit him, don't be surprised."
"Everywhere, I understand."
"This time I have no other intention to ask Xu to come here, I just want to have some discussion with you."
"No problem, then let's just click, or?"
Ding Xiu laughed. When he saw such a crazy person for the first time, he immediately felt bad: "It is both a distinction between high and low, and life and death."
Liu Xiaoyun: “…”
mmmp, he just asked casually, why are life and death still divided? If you win, go to jail, and if you lose, you will be buried on the spot, right?
"Just kidding, let's just click." Ding Xiu smiled and said to Wu Jiang: "Handle Senior Wu is the referee."
"Okay." Wu Jiang smiled and agreed with his hands behind his back, then turned his head to look at Li Ting who was standing not far away, and said nothing.
This kind of competition is generally not external, and no outsiders are present. Regardless of winning or losing, it will harm both sides if it is reported.
Xu Haofeng was able to come because he was Ding Xiu's friend, and everyone was familiar with him, so it didn't matter if he knew that he wouldn't talk nonsense.
Without driving Li Ting away, Wu Jiang became jealous of his talent, hoping to use this competition to let him see the power of Chuanwu and join the master.
Apprenticeship and learning things are the rules.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to teach, and there is no way, and he can’t learn it without becoming a disciple. This is determined by the ancestors. He can teach the master’s kung fu that he has passed on for many years at will, but he really can’t do it.
It’s a pity to let Li Ting go. He practiced his strength for eight years in martial arts. He is a good seedling and shouldn’t be buried just like that.
In the past two days, Wu Jiang said that he saw it and was not an exaggeration to worry about it.
"Master Liu, please."
"Master Ding, please."
On this side, Ding Xiu and Liu Xiaoyun were already ready to start the fight. Their boxing postures were similar, their eyes were calm and their faces were serious. Before they could fight, the atmosphere became solemn.
"Let's start." Wu Jiang said, took a few steps back and left the space.
Without saying much nonsense, Liu Xiaoyun chose to take action first and attack first. He also punched him, and his speed and attack angle were not much better than Li Ting.
Ding Xiu also stepped forward, dodged his fist, clenched his right hand, and smashed it towards Liu Xiaoyun's arm.
When his fist was about to fall, he temporarily changed it to a palm slap.
This is called a walking door hammer, and one punch can break a person's arm.
Just considering that it was just a competition, he closed his strength and slapped it with his palm.
Liu Xiaoyun's palm was slapped open, and Ding Xiu's next move continued, his left arm bent and his elbow hit Liu Xiaoyun's ear.
Thanks to Ding Xiu's release of water and hesitation, Liu Xiaoyun had time to breathe, and raised his arms up to protect his ears. His other hand was not idle, and he stepped out a Liangyi stake under his feet, and his elbows rushed forward.
This trick was originally a clue, but here he replaced it with an elbow.
Kung Fu is dead, and people are alive. Liu Xiaoyun has long been familiar with Bajiquan, and every move has been integrated into his bones.
Damn, Ding Xiu took two steps back, then turned his back to Liu Xiaoyun. Liu Xiaoyun didn't have time to think too much, so he immediately chased and fought hard. But just took a step forward and had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Pap!"
Ding Xiu did not turn around, but kicked it out.
This is a trick from the tiger's tail leg, a bit like a backlash. It is usually used to be an ugly man. Once the opponent comes forward during the turn, he will be kicked off unexpectedly.
Liu Xiaoyun was stabbed hard on the stomach, took four or five steps back, bent over, and his face turned pale.
"Master Liu, is that okay?"
"It's okay, keep going."
"Then I'll do it."
Next, Ding Xiu's attack continued. As his storm hit, Xu Haofeng, Wujiang and Li Ting, who were watching, knew what it means to have Tai Chi to comfort the world, and martial arts to ensure the world.
It's too fierce.
Floating sand legs, waist legs, overlords, breaking willows, opening the door cannon, Erlang traps people.
Here, Ding Xiu explained what offense is the best defense. As long as you play hard enough, you don’t need defense.
One minute later, Ding Xiu continually elbows to the ribs and elbows against the top. Just a small combo, he made Liu Xiaoyun squat on the ground, covered his ribs with both hands, and his face was pale and dry.
"No more fight, fuck, oh, fuck."
There are countless people in the circle who have received their favors, and you can't count them. This is really not something I can say casually.
——Guo Degang
It’s not a question of whether he is handsome or not. He is really that kind of... a rare one, so charming!
——Zhou Xingchi
I was careless and didn't flash... But his name of martial arts was indeed not a false reputation.
——Donnie Yen
Wow, it's really amazing. His acting skills are definitely not inferior to his skills.
——Cheng Long
I don’t understand what they said, I just want to cure a disease.