Regardless of whether it is the South or the North, as long as you can qualify from the previous trials and stand here, at least your martial arts skills will definitely pass.
Although in Su Yi's mind, Deng Long's ability could only be regarded as second-class or above, but there were not many warriors present who could be classified as first-class by Su Yi.
The game was about to begin, and Deng Long looked a little nervous. His master was following him, and he kept explaining something with a serious face.
But Su Yi found that the more his master talked, the more nervous Deng Long became.
What kind of plane?
Su Yi frowned and walked over.
From a distance, he could hear his master talking casually.
"Aaron, you must win! You are the first. If you lose, our entire sect will be humiliated, and the people across the country will regard you as a shame..."
"Master, I have never fought with foreigners, I don't know..."
"You have to win even if you haven't fought before! You have to hold on even if you die! Do you hear me?"
Su Yi couldn't help but shake his head. At this time, he had already walked up to him.
The master and the apprentice were very respectful when they saw Su Yi and hurriedly raised their hands to say hello.
Su Yi waved his hand and said directly to Deng Long: "Have you seen that boxer from the National Competition?"
Deng Long nodded, his expression seemed to become more nervous.
"He is very strong, taller than you, and has longer arms and legs than you." Su Yi said, "But he is a boxer, and his punches must be very heavy. You will not be able to bear it as long as you get hit, so you can hide if you can.
, try not to bear his fist..."
Deng Long was stunned. He didn't expect that Su Yi came over to talk to him about tactics. What he needed most now was this. He immediately cheered up and listened carefully.
"A boxer punches quickly and hard, concisely and powerfully, and his body is also very strong in resisting blows. Maybe you hit him ten times and he doesn't react, but he can knock you down with one punch!" Su Yi continued,
"Therefore, you have to give full play to your flexibility and fight with him! Boxers generally don't use their legs. This is his weakness. You have to seize it! You can use more leg skills after going up, but remember, don't kick too much
high!"
"It's best to only attack his bottom plate at the beginning! Maybe you hit him ten times and he doesn't react, but don't worry. Every time you hit him, his anger will increase by one point, and he will become more impatient.
, want to catch you."
"This is a time to test your patience. Calm down and play steadily. No matter how impatient he is, don't be impatient. Wait until he is completely impatient. Then you can attack with all your strength and seal the victory with one blow! Do you understand?"
Deng Long nodded subconsciously, looking a little excited.
Just now his master just told him not to lose, but didn't tell him how to win.
But now, he knew how to deal with the foreigner who looked like a big black bear.
Su Yi patted him on the shoulder and said: "As long as you relax and play steadily, you will definitely win this game! That foreigner is just a facade and is not your opponent at all! If you lose to him, you will be capsized in the gutter, you know?"
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"Don't worry, Geng Daxia, I will never capsize in the gutter!" Deng Long said excitedly, his confidence greatly increased in an instant.
"Go on stage," Su Yi nodded as usual, "Don't leave until you win this game, stay and help me."
"Okay!" Deng Long nodded vigorously.
"Master Geng, master, I'm going then!"
After Deng Long came on stage in high spirits, Deng Long's master looked ashamed and handed over to Su Yi, saying: "Master Geng, I made you laugh. Did I almost do something bad with good intentions?"
Su Yi smiled at him: "How could it be? If you just care, it will cause chaos."
On the stage, both fighters were ready. The boxers from Belgium were over 1.9 meters tall, while Deng Long was less than 1.7 meters tall and relatively short. The physiques of the two sides were in sharp contrast.
After Deng Long came on stage, some foreigners burst into laughter and pointed at Deng Long.
Standing in front of the tall and powerful foreigner, Deng Long was as thin as a little chicken.
Su Yi was looking at the stage, but suddenly he seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked towards the spectator seats of the Zhepeng people. He saw two middle-aged Zhepeng people looking at him. One of them nodded and smiled friendly to Su Yi, and the other
One of them had an arrogant expression, as if he was disdainful.
The man who was friendly to Su Yi was named Mitsuyo Maeda, a disciple of Kano Jigoro, and the other arrogant man was called Funakoshi Gigo, the biological son of Funakoshi Gichin, the founder of karate.
"Geng Sang really has such a keen sense." Maeda Mitsuyo praised, "A keen sense is a rare talent for a martial artist. No wonder the master is full of praise for Geng Sang and calls him a genius.
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"Kana-san may have made a mistake!" Funakoshi Yoshihao looked at Su Yi who was not far away with disdain, "Apart from the fact that this guy is a little stronger than the others, I don't see anything special about him! I heard
He is the gang leader in Jinmen? Maybe his achievements are all touted by his subordinates!"
"How is it possible to tell someone's martial arts?" Maeda Mitsuyo said with a smile, "Yi Haojun, stereotyped prejudices will only make people confused. The Chinese on the stage looked very nervous before, but Geng Sang and
After he talked for a while, he became confident. How could such a person be incapable?"
"Can I win if I have confidence?" Funakoshi Yoshihiro snorted, "I still have the confidence to be the Minister of War, but can I?"
Maeda Mitsuyo gave him a polite yet awkward smile.
While the two were talking, the competition on the stage had already begun.
Following the order from referee Zhe Peng, the Belgian boxers let out threatening roars and took the lead in launching an attack.
Play steadily! Dodge flexibly! Focus on attacking the lower plate!
Deng Long kept in mind the twelve-character square formula formulated for him by Su Yi and began to fight.
The boxers from Belgium are very strong, and each punch is very powerful, which is obviously very advantageous.
But Deng Long was jumping up and down with his back down the whole time, running around in the ring, and never gave any boxers from the United States a chance to get close to him.
From time to time, Deng Long would kick a Chinese boxer in a cold way, but only to the legs, never higher than the crook of the legs.
Deng Long’s tactics were successful!
As the match progressed, another major shortcoming of the Bibi boxer was exposed, and that was his slow turn.
Deng Long took full advantage of his opponent's weaknesses, constantly hitting the back of the Bibi boxers and traveling around.
During this period, the Belgian boxers set up a trap. Deng Long stepped into the trap and was almost caught by his opponent, but luckily he broke free in time and escaped.
Both sides went back and forth without posing much threat to their opponents. The five minutes of the first round passed quickly, and the referee announced a two-minute break before the second round.
Warm water had been prepared in the audience, and when Deng Long came down to refill the water, he was still very excited.
"Master Geng, your method is so effective!" Deng Long said excitedly, "I can already feel that the Bi countryman is a little impatient! I will definitely seize the opportunity to defeat him in the second half!"
Su Yi nodded and said: "As long as you stay steady, winning is inevitable."
Deng Long's confidence greatly increased.
Two minutes later, the second half of the game restarted.
As expected, the Belgians became impatient and eager to catch Deng Long.
He firmly believed that all it took to defeat Deng Long was one blow.
But even with this blow, he could never hit his opponent.
On the other hand, Deng Long would step on his legs from time to time, hit him on the back, and even kick his knees and legs.
These attacks were not very harmful, but very insulting, which annoyed the Belgians and made them angry.
At a certain moment, he finally broke down, yelled and opened his arms, rushing towards Deng Long regardless of himself, trying to catch Deng Long even if he was beaten.
Deng Long immediately understood that his opportunity had come!
He feinted to trick his opponent into coming forward, stretched his bow and horse, and then punched his opponent hard on the chin!
The explosive power of this punch is extremely strong. It is Xiajiaquan's unique way of throwing punches to exert force, and the force is very strong.
The Biguo man was hit hard by this punch, and he fell heavily on his back on the ring, fainting immediately.
Deng Long suddenly got excited, raised his arms and roared wildly.
"Focus!" Su Yi shouted in the audience with eyes wide open.
The referee didn't even say anything to rule you the winner, why are you so excited?
Deng Long was smart and remembered the rule that Su Yi had emphasized to all the contestants before. Don't stop after knocking down your opponent. You must continue to fight. Unless the referee separates or calls for stop, the attack cannot stop.
Deng Long glanced at Su Yi with a guilty conscience, then hurriedly stopped cheering and looked warily at the Bibi boxer who fell to the ground.
Referee Zhe Peng stepped forward and squatted in front of the Bibi boxer to check and confirm that the boxer had passed out. Then he stood up and announced loudly: "No. 43 wins!"
boom!
The scene suddenly turned into a sea of joy, and Deng Long on the stage screamed and jumped with excitement.
The Belgian quickly woke up on his own and was helped off the stage by his companions. He was a little frustrated because this defeat meant that he was directly eliminated, and his journey was over just as it began.
Deng Long quickly got rid of the people congratulating him and came to Su Yi. He still remembered what Su Yi told him.
"Master Geng, I'm here, how can I help?" he said with a beaming expression.
Su Yi glanced at him and said: "Bring a chair over here. At the end of the round, you have to massage and relax the next compatriot who comes on the field. Tell everyone that no matter who wins or loses, unless they are injured, they will be massaged and relaxed."
Bring water and massage to the next person on the stage, that’s the rule.”
"Okay!" Deng Long now regarded Su Yi's words as if they were gods. How could he say no to him?
The second game is the war between China and Japan.
On the stage was Li Yuanzhi, an old acquaintance of Su Yi, and his opponent was Shigeru Egami, the karate successor of Zhe Peng Songtao Martial Arts School.
Li Yuanzhi and Su Yi are now relatively familiar with each other. He didn't even need to greet Su Yi before going on stage, he just ran to Su Yi.
"Master Geng, do you have anything to mention?" he said with a smile.
"Tell you about karate." Su Yi smiled at him and began to explain.
"Karate originated from our Tang Shou. It is mainly unarmed combat, with long hands and feet, as well as wrestling and grappling. It has one-hit kill moves. Its moves are simple and effective, combining hardness and softness. You must pay special attention to them.
The legwork is very powerful, and they are also very good at wrestling. If they knock you down, they will not stop attacking, but will continue to use grappling techniques on the ground to restrain you until you give up!"
"Master Li, your Bajiquan is also very aggressive. You might as well give full play to your advantages, don't give your opponent a chance to distance yourself, and attack him at close range! Just like you have been doing!"
"Then what if I fail to defeat my opponent with three axes?" Li Yuanzhi asked.
Su Yi thought for a while and said: "Perform your own performance, but if you are caught by him, stop immediately and admit defeat!"
Li Yuanzhi glanced at his opponent who had already stepped onto the stage, and sneered: "This is the first time I'm going to fight against a little devil, and I have to win him even if I risk my life! I don't need two rounds in this fight!"
"Master Geng, warm the wine for me and I'll come as soon as I go!" Li Yuanzhi said with unparalleled arrogance.
What he said is quite right. With Li Yuanzhi's style, if he cannot defeat his opponent in a short period of time, the probability of his failure is very high.
This is a "three-axe" type of attacking player.
"I don't have any wine, but I can warm some water for you," Su Yi said.
Li Yuanzhi was startled and reluctantly said: "That's okay!"
After saying that, he shook his head and went up to the stage.
Three minutes later, Li Yuanzhi stood on the stage and roared to the sky.
On the ground beside him lay his unconscious opponent.
Li Yuanzhi did exactly what he said and defeated his opponent in one round.
Su Yi clicked his tongue in surprise.
In fact, Li Yuanzhi's victory was definitely due to luck. His opponent was very strong. Just like Li Yuanzhi, he chose to attack as soon as he came on stage.
Both of them hit their opponents with their first blows. Both of them were very powerful. Strictly speaking, Zhe Peng had the advantage. However, Li Yuanzhi gritted his teeth and continued to attack fiercely, while Zhe Peng chose to avoid the edge temporarily.
This choice directly determines the outcome of this game.
Li Yuanzhi's attacks followed like a gust of wind and rain, and they didn't stop.
Zhe Pengren's defense was extremely tight, but he gradually became exhausted after a long defense, so he made a bold attempt, endured a blow from Li Yuanzhi, and then launched a counterattack.
It's a pity that he dodged this blow because Li Yuanzhi staggered due to his unsteady stance!
If this blow hits, I'm afraid the attacker and defender will change hands immediately, and the ending may be rewritten.
Li Yuanzhi stood firm and took advantage of Zhe Peng's moves to launch a fierce attack again. This time Zhe Peng could not hold on and was beaten hard by Li Yuanzhi's two punches and kicks. He fainted on the ring.
The Chinese won two games in a row, and the audience suddenly turned into a sea of joy. All the Chinese people were cheering and excited.
Everyone had a proud expression on their face.
Li Yuanzhi walked off the stage like a proud rooster, picked up the bowl of water in front of Su Yi and tossed it——
"Pfft!" He spurted it out and shouted angrily: "Didn't you mean warm water? Why is it so hot!"
"Hahaha..." Deng Long laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
Li Yuanzhi was about to fight with him, but a group of people gathered in the middle and lifted him up and threw him into the air with cheers.
This scene made some people extremely unhappy.
"I just won an insignificant game, is it necessary to be so excited? What a fuss!"
"For the Zhina people, defeating our heroic warriors from the Great Zhepeng Empire may be their highest honor! Haha, this pitiful and pathetic nation..."
"Hmph, this guy better not touch me, or I'll tear him apart..."
