After Ankang came on stage, he first looked at me, and then he fisted me as a greeting.
Zhang Beichen stood up in the box and shouted to the people below: "Ankang, Yao Liang, give me a good fight, you two will destroy the prestige of our boxing ring. You two will pack up and leave for me."
Obviously, Zhang Beichen was angered by the "contempt" of my two nephews, although they were unintentional.
I smiled at the side and called Zhang Beichen back and said, "Don't yell. You are also the boss of the party. You are not calm at all. How can you behave like this?"
At this time, a clear "bell" rang, and the competition on the stage officially began. Zhang Beichen sat back in the box with some embarrassment.
I have seen Ankang's skills before, but this was my first time seeing Yao Liang.
Soon the two people were fighting together. It started very calmly. Both sides were punching and dodging in a standard way.
I knew that this was a tentative move by the two at the beginning. Sure enough, after the two punched each other for more than a dozen times, Yao Liang took the lead in changing the rhythm of the attack and suddenly punched Ankang in the face.
Ankang, on the other hand, dodged his whole body to the side, and at the same time punched Yao Liang in the abdomen.
Yao Liang suddenly raised his knee and collided with Ankang's fist. The first wave of attacks between the two ended in a draw.
Su Wei whispered next to me this time: "Isn't this cool?"
I glanced at Yang Tu, and there was still that indescribable expression of disdain in his eyes. How should I put it, I have always felt that Yang Tu was a contradictory person. Sometimes I looked at him dull, but his eyes always looked different.
There is more or less a hint of cunning; sometimes he seems to be very aloof, cares about seniority, and is very courteous to me, a junior uncle, but his expression always carries that arrogance that goes down to his bones.
Ankang and Yao Liang were still fighting hard and had already fought more than ten moves, but Yang Tu said slowly beside me: "The guy on the left is going to win. He didn't use all his strength from the beginning to the end."
On the left? The one standing on the left is Ankang.
Just as Yang Tu finished speaking, he saw Ankang throw a strange punch. He stepped forward and cut in. His immature short-inch punch hit Yao Liang's ribs directly. Yao Liang stumbled and hit the rope guard around the stage.
, and then rolled off the stage in a daze.
Immediately, several brothers rushed over to treat him.
There is no doubt that Ankang won.
It seemed that the game was still not exciting enough, so Zhang Beichen cursed in a low voice: "Damn, this idiot Yao Liang, wasn't he very fierce at first? Why is he so timid when he sees Ankang?"
And I looked at Ankang with some surprise. I was very curious, when did this guy learn the buckle step and short-inch boxing? The buckle step is easy to say, as long as you watch it a few times and understand the principle of the step, it will be more
You can learn it with just a little practice, but the short-inch boxing is different. In addition to posture, it also pays attention to some techniques for exerting force. You can't just learn it by watching it a few times. This requires the guidance of a dedicated person.
Moreover, short-inch boxing will become a "killing move" when practiced to a certain extent. Unless it is against an enemy, it cannot be used casually.
After waiting for Ankang to come down from the stage, I called a brother and asked him to call Ankang over to me.
At the same time, Yang Tu, who was sitting next to me, said: "Nephew, please prepare yourself and go out to fight that person later."
Yang Tu nodded and then asked me: "Uncle Master, can you still use the killing move in this black boxing ring? My master said that unless you are facing life or death, this killing move is forbidden..."
I patted Yang Tu on the shoulder and said: "It's up to you whether you need it or not, but I want to remind you that in this black boxing ring, if one party wants to win, then he will do whatever it takes and won't care about you so much.
Rules, as for whether you want to break this rule, it depends on what you think."
Yang Tu nodded and started to go outside the box. Su Wei said to Yang Tu: "Brother, come on!"
Yang Tu turned back to Su Wei and smiled slightly. Ankang had already been called outside my box, so I asked him to stay in the box to watch the game first and ask him if I had anything to say later.
At this time, the shadow Liu Jiawei had been sent to the stage by several of Zhang Beichen's younger brothers. At this time, a man held a microphone and sent it to Zhang Beichen. Zhang Beichen took the microphone and said: "Dear viewers, pick up
This is a friendly match. I cannot reveal the identity of these two people, but the only thing I can tell you is that this is definitely one of the most exciting matches in this boxing ring this year. Everyone, please look forward to it."
Hey, when did this Beichen become so eloquent?
After a while, both Yang Tu and Liu Jiawei stood on the stage.
"Are you the madman's nephew?" Liu Jiawei looked at Yang Tu and said with a smile.
Yang Tu's expression was a little dull, but from the look in his eyes, he was still a little excited. I guess he had never "fighted" with anyone in the spotlight.
Yang Tu hugged Liu Jiawei and said, "My uncle's nickname is indeed Madman. Although it sounds a bit unreliable, he is my uncle."
Damn, why am I so unreliable?
Liu Jiawei smiled and said, "Oh, your uncle said that if I can beat you, he will let me go!"
Yang Tu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "So, you are the enemy that my uncle captured?"
Liu Jiawei smiled contemptuously: "Dead enemies."
Yang Tu took a deep breath and said, "In this case, I can't let my uncle let you go."
As he spoke, Yang Tu made an extremely provocative gesture. He put his left hand behind his back, slowly stepped out with his right foot in a Tai Chi step, and raised his right hand flatly towards Liu Jiawei in a "come on" sign. "e-on"!
Well, English is not important anymore, because Liu Jiawei is already a little annoyed. The guy in front of him clearly looks dull, but there is a look of contempt for others in his dull expression, which is even more unpleasant.
Let's put it this way, if a person is called an "idiot" by someone who looks stupider than himself, can he not be angry?
So Liu Jiawei rushed towards Yang Tu with a sudden leap. The distance between the two of them was only four or five steps. In an instant, Liu Jiawei's fist was close to Yang Tu's face.
I secretly screamed something bad, because in my opinion, Yang Tu should have reacted quickly as soon as Liu Jiawei's body moved, but he didn't. Now that the fist is close, it is basically inevitable to avoid it.
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Even if you reluctantly resist, I'm afraid you'll still suffer a loss!
However, a strange scene happened. Liu Jiawei's fist was originally going to hit Yang Tu's face, but Yang Tu's body slightly dodged to the side, and Liu Jiawei's fist grazed Yang Tu's face and missed.
Liu Jiawei's original excitement of succeeding suddenly turned into surprise.
Liu Jiawei's punch was seven points to attack and three points to close. It was very fast and had no flaws. However, those of us who often use fists to fight all know that when a fist hits a certain critical point, the punch will be withdrawn.
The inertia of the fist is offset, and at that time the fist style is formed. Unless there is external force, it can no longer change its moves.
Of course, this critical point usually occurs when the fist is extremely close to the opponent. Even if the opponent does not move, the opponent will usually be hit.
Yes! It's average, because a special situation has arisen now. Liu Jiawei's punch passed the critical point, and when it went straight towards Yang Tu's door, he dodged it.
Yang Tu's movements were extremely fast. To ordinary people, it looked like Yang Tu's face had been turned sideways by Liu Jiawei.
But the fact is that Liu Jiawei missed the hit, and he also lost his center of gravity, and his body began to lean forward. Looking at Yang Tu again, the body that was leaning to the side suddenly straightened up again, and at the same time, his shoulders suddenly thrust forward, and he hit Liu Jiawei.
on the chest.
Liu Jiawei's body leaned forward instead of leaning back, and he staggered a few steps and leaned on the rope beside the stage.
The rope guard was trembling, which showed that Yang Tu's seemingly ordinary blow contained a lot of strength. "be-on"!
"Okay!" I couldn't help but slap the table and cheered.
Suddenly, there was thunderous applause from the audience.
Su Wei said from the side: "What's so praiseworthy about this? Senior brother is Master's most proud disciple. If he doesn't have the ability to 'strike from behind to prevent others', how could Master pass on the Hero Blade to him?"
I know the hero blade is a?b?c.
Post-strike is about grasping the timing, allowing the opponent to strike first, then finding the opponent's flaw in an instant, and then counterattack.
The most important of these are three points. First, observation is used to find out the opponent's flaws; second, timing, the timing of counterattack must be grasped well. If it is too early, the opponent will change his tactics, if it is too late, you will be hit, and then there will be no chance of success.
The third is the foundation, which means that your own basic skills should be good. If you don't have the basic skills, then no matter how good you are in the first two points, it will be in vain. If your body cannot keep up, it will be in vain.
The thug on the side said slowly: "I have only seen in my life that my master and Mr. De can do this, but they have been practicing for decades, and now Yang Tu..."
The thug didn't continue, but we all knew what he was going to say. It was nothing more than a sigh that Yang Tu had such incredible abilities at such a young age.
On the stand, Liu Jiawei was completely dumbfounded. He had no idea what was going on just now. This must be the so-called fan of the authorities.
Liu Jiawei punched again, but this time he deliberately slowed down his movements. When he got closer to Yang Tu, his fist suddenly retracted and he kicked Yang Tu in the chest.
Yang Tu quickly stretched out his right hand, wrapped his hand around Liu Jiawei's right leg, and clamped it under his armpit.
It is said that the arms cannot twist the thighs, but Liu Jiawei's legs were clamped so tightly that he could not move at all.
Looking at Yang Tu again, he twisted his body and threw Liu Jiawei's body backwards in an "e-on" posture.
I couldn't help but ask Su Wei on the side, what kind of kung fu is this?
Su Wei smiled and said: "Tai Chi, the shoulder carry just now and the hand wrap now are both extremely simple moves in Tai Chi."
"Any simple move, if used proficiently and can be sent and received freely, is an extremely powerful move. The highest state of Kung Fu is not complexity, but returning to nature!" What Yang Tu said to Xiaodao suddenly echoed in my ears again.
side.
Alas, am I really not as good as my uncle as my nephew? Am I really an unreliable uncle?