One is wearing a black robe and the other is wearing boxer shorts. Except for their faces, they both have European faces. They are two people with completely different styles.
The bell started ringing for the boxing match, and boxer Tyler Miller of John Country used his proud fast punches to attack first. Because he was on the court, Xie Yuan finally knew the name and basic information of this boxer.
Living up to his nickname "Tornado", as a boxer, his fists can even be compared to machine gun bullets, and his quick and powerful jabs put a little pressure on Xie Yuan.
Yes, a little bit, because every punch almost hit him, which was really "quite" stressful.
Sure enough, the tornado stopped after a while and took a peek-a-boo hiding position, that is, holding the chest and abdomen, curling the body inward, and raising the arms parallel to better protect the head, a traditional boxing posture.
The reason for stopping was not because of lack of physical strength, but because there was no point in continuing without an effective hit. After this round of testing, he came to the conclusion that the Russian's reaction was quite agile and he was definitely well-trained.
So he changed his strategy.
"Come here, Russian dog, didn't you bark very well just now? Don't bark now?" Tornado bounced his steps while mocking and provoking Xie Yuan, "Is this the Chinese martial arts you demonstrated to me? Sure enough, it means running away.
Your skills are top-notch, go back to dancing."
But Xie Yuan kept close to the door and kept his distance without saying a word. He was also testing to see how powerful the tornado could be.
Although the martial artist behind him had already scolded him, "Why don't we win quickly? Foreigners are just unreliable. Why are they so courageous? Why don't I take the fight?" and other such things had already been revealed.
However, Xie Yuan has always ignored these things. At this moment, he was completely focused on his opponent.
"Tch! It's not interesting." Tornado failed to provoke, so he could only take the initiative to attack. He didn't like to wait, and he didn't think that he would fall for an unknown little person after winning so many games.
Boxing steps, confusing swings, a left fist feint, and then suddenly a straight right punch!
If this punch were to be hit hard, Xie Yuan would probably be able to deform his face visible to the naked eye, but he was faster, and Xie Yuan was faster.
Wing Chun uses the word "Qiu" as the decisive factor. If the enemy does not move, I will not move. If the enemy wants to move, I will move first. Xie Yuan blocks with his left elbow, takes a step forward, and drills with his right fist! Then, regardless of whether he has hit hard or not, he immediately takes a step back and pulls away.
He tilted his head back, and the tip of his nose just missed Tornado's left hook.
The two could not fight for more than a few breaths, and then immediately resumed their confrontation.
"Hmph, it seems like your fists don't have much strength, but you just rely on your speed." Tornado commented on Xie Yuangang's punch with disdain. The effect seemed to be negligible. He quickly stretched a few times and resumed his boxing posture, "But I
Get serious, you can't hide forever, Russian dog."
"You are indeed very fast. I can imagine that you will be extremely fast in bed." Xie Yuan also commented very seriously.
"Fuck!" Commenting on a man being quick in bed is indeed the best way to irritate a man, and Tornado really started to feel unhappy.
He kept using jabs mixed with straight punches to close the distance, and at the same time, he kept using positioning to interfere with Xie Yuan's judgment, hoping to make him open up.
However, after constant confrontation with Xie Yuan, he is now very depressed. If he had known that Xie Yuan was difficult to deal with and could not beat the old man, he might as well have chosen the younger one, a short Xia man in the same black coat and robe as Xie Yuan.
beat.
Torturing vegetables is completely different from fighting someone of the same size. If he were from Xia country, he could knock someone off his feet! But this time, he suspected that he might be kicked off by a Russian if he was not careful!
Not to mention that the defense was too tight, but the key was that he was as tall as him, and his frame and body flesh didn’t look too surprising from a distance. Once you got into hands, you realized he was fighting a humanoid brown bear.
No, humanoid brown bear is not enough to describe it. Although the Russian guy may be very powerful, he even doubts that this is not his full strength. His skin is rough and thick, and even if his face is hit several times, it is basically neither green nor red, and he hits
It feels like hitting a sandbag made of old leather.
But more importantly, his reaction is also very fast. Just like the Flash, he can respond effectively in an instant. Many deceptive fake moves will not work on him!
The combination of the two makes him quite depressed when he fights, not to mention that his abdomen is now a little painful as his movements intensify. It is a dull pain, but fortunately it is not too affecting.
He suspected that the Russian had deep boxing experience, although every step the Russian made was a "strange" defensive move called Chinese martial arts, basically using his palms, arms, fists, and shoulders to defend.
But a person who can simply eliminate all boxing damage moves doesn't know how to box? And he has never kicked off from the beginning until now!
If there is a kick, you can use the referee to temporarily interrupt the boxing match to disrupt the opponent's position. But no, this Russian guy basically didn't break any rules, not even a common violation among boxers such as grouping.
He knew he had been hit, he was facing an experienced heavyweight boxer!
"Clang." In the fierce confrontation, the first round ended.
The two of them were forced to put away their posture and return to their seats. Tornado was lying panting on the chair and was undergoing very detailed and comprehensive care, fanning, feeding water, massaging, and explaining defensive and offensive movements.
Explaining.
Xie Yuan just sat alone on the corner of the stage, surrounded by several martial arts masters who came to greet him. Because Xie Yuan declined care, he touched his forehead and said to those who wanted to come over to take care of him: "No, I don't even sweat."
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In fact, he was still afraid that someone would poison the water and towels, especially after he knew that this game was hosted by the John people, he had to be extra careful.
"A Yuan, you played too slowly this time. You should have defeated him in one round." Master Luo couldn't stand Xie Yuan's steady and steady attack.
"Shut up," Master Hong retorted, "If you defeat someone in one round, you think it's A Yuan who is us! Just fight slowly and steadily like this. We who are fast can't afford it. A Yuan can't fight."
It should be started slowly.
Ah Yuan, you played very well this time, but be careful, keep your breath, and don't expose any gaps."
Master Ye and Xie Yuan just looked at each other and nodded.
One minute passed quickly, and the "Dang Cang" competition bell rang again.
But the two did not start fighting, because someone on the side of the tornado reported to the arena, suspecting that Xie Yuan was not a martial artist, but a boxer. This was a discrepancy in information!
"What bullshit logic! If you fight well, you are a boxer, but if you fight poorly, you are a martial artist?" Sure enough, the people in the martial arts school immediately yelled.
Xie Yuan also looked puzzled and asked the referee: "Did I commit any foul during the game?"
The referee is also a John, but he only has a shiny forehead - he must be from London, because I heard that the local water quality is prone to hair loss.
He shook his head and denied: "No, there is basically no foul. But there are some small flaws. It can be seen from it that you have never fought in a professional boxing match."
"Then what are they struggling with?" Xie Yuan looked confused.
"I don't know what they did wrong." The referee could only respond vaguely with his hands spread out.
Xie Yuan could only call the host and ask him to give a message to the arena: "Tell the judges that I have never participated in any boxing matches, otherwise there would be no place for him in the boxing world and I would never have made my debut as a boxer.
And to prove that I am not a martial artist, except for the masters behind me, no one else is qualified to prove it!"
"Yes! A Yuan uses Chinese martial arts and is a martial artist."
"Who says he is not a martial artist? Come forward and I will analyze it with you all day and night."
…
All of a sudden, the martial arts master's enthusiasm immediately increased, but Xie Yuan felt that it was better to do it in one round as Master Luo said. If he couldn't beat it, this move would be too boring.
So he once again issued a statement to the Tornadoes: "Should the game still be played? I am willing to continue playing. If you don't dare to play, just admit defeat. No matter who I am, you don't even have the courage to get off the field. This is cowardice."
war."
"Alternatively, you have another option," Xie Yuan changed the topic, "As long as you apologize for hurting and insulting Chinese martial arts, we will end this unnecessary competition in the first place. If we don't win, we won't win.
lose.
Apologize or admit defeat, you choose one."
"Either apologize or admit defeat!" All the martial arts masters and apprentices present suddenly shouted loudly.
"Fuck you, you piece of shit." Tornado, who couldn't stand it at all, pushed away the caregiver who was blocking him, rushed to Xie Yuan and shouted, "You want to fight, right? I'll fight with you, come on."
Since the tornado is willing to accept the challenge, both sides will start again after the "clang" start bell rings again.
"I gave you a chance to live, but you don't cherish it. Don't blame me, Russian dog - ah!" Tornado originally wanted to say provocative words again, but he didn't expect that the next moment, Xie Yuan grabbed his arms and neck, and turned his body.
Tornado's entire body was lifted up into the air and thrown heavily to the ground.
"Wow!" The whole place roared. Unexpectedly, the tornado fell to the ground in just a moment.
"You said Russian dog three times. I didn't care about the first two times, but now it's the third time, so I think I need to remind you." Xie Yuan condescendingly held his neck and pressed his knees on Tornado's chest, asking him to
Feeling the feeling of life being in danger, he solemnly warned, "Let me hear the word "Russian dog" come out of your mouth again on the charge of murder, and I will kill you.
This is a final warning, I’m warning you now, don’t say it’s unforeseen.”
By the time the referee came over to stop him, Xie Yuan had already finished speaking, stood up and stepped aside. He didn't know whether he had really fallen unconscious or was frightened by the threat. Anyway, he couldn't stand up on his own for a long time.
The referee could only count the seconds. It was a pity that even if the referee deliberately counted the seconds slowly, after 10 seconds, Tornado failed to get up and was awarded the loss.
The victory or defeat came so quickly that both sides were speechless for a while, but Xie Yuan ignored it. While the caregiver was carrying the tornado down, he approached the audience, bowed first, and then spoke:
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Chinese martial arts. It is also a traditional fighting technique with hundreds of years of history. There are many schools and techniques.
What I am showing today is just an insignificant one of them. Any fighting method always depends on the environment and technical performance. The focus is on the person, not on the martial arts itself.
Our Mr. Tornado (Xie Yuan turned his head and pointed at the tornado lying on the ground) learned his lesson today, but boxing is still a great sport. I hope that the two fighting methods can communicate peacefully, and I also hope that Xia
People and Johns can communicate peacefully.
Goodbye, everyone."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started to applaud, but Xie Yuan looked at the green policemen gradually entering the venue in the distance and the "Anonymous" who was also applauding on the other side. Thinking of what he said that day, Xie Yuan couldn't help but think to himself: