Everyone around was laughing, and Chen Xing was holding a camera and kept taking pictures. Zhou Peng couldn't stand it anymore. He was also the boss of a company after all, and his family had assets worth tens of millions, but it was so embarrassing to lose!
When he came back with a sad face, Qin Xinlei quickly went up to comfort him.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm professional."
"It's so embarrassing."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Chan
Brave and very beautiful.
Zhou Peng suddenly rushed over and grabbed Chen Xing's arms, his eyes eager and his tone solemn.
"Xing, you have to help me."
"ah?"
"The fat man just now came to me pretending to be innocent, but it turned out he was practicing shot put... I don't accept it, so help me throw him down."
"..."
Qin Xinlei came over and pulled Zhou Peng away and said, "Forget it, forget it."
From her perspective, Chen Xing didn't look very strong. He was just tall, and he lived a wealthy life and traveled around. How could he beat an athletic student? Especially since that person was practicing shot put, and his upper body strength must not be explosive.
"Can't count!"
Zhou Peng trusts Chen Xing very much. Qin Xinlei doesn't know, doesn't he know that Chen Xing has muscles like Spider-Man under his thin clothes?
He also wrestled with Chen Xing to compete in strength. Chen Xing would not necessarily lose to the one practicing shot put.
Chen Xing was also a little speechless. He signed up for this just to get a stamp. Now that he has the stamp, it doesn't matter whether he competes or not. The main thing is that he doesn't know how to wrestle. If he loses, he will be as embarrassed as Zhou Peng.
He suddenly became alarmed, did Zhou Peng do this just to see this?
Anyway, there are only three of them in this group. Chen Xing and he both lost, doesn’t that mean neither of them lost?
Zhou Peng had already taken off his wrestling uniform and was about to put it on Chen Xing. He also said: "I just happen to have a piece of clothing here. Isn't it a coincidence? Who is that? You are practicing shot put, come here again.
A game, referee, referee? Is there a referee?"
The shot put practitioner came over with a straight face and said, "My name is Li Jian."
No matter what your name is.
Zhou Peng was very excited. He really felt that Chen Xing had no pressure on this little fat guy. He patted his brother's wrestling uniform and said: "This is my buddy. I haven't practiced for a long time. It's not a big deal if you beat me. You win."
Give him a try!"
"Okay." He didn't care.
Chen Xing smiled at the sports student and said, "I'm trying to catch up, let's give it a try." Then he sighed to Zhou Peng, "You really hurt me."
"Stop talking nonsense and help me get my face back, otherwise I will lose my face too. Give me your camera."
The referee also came over and shouted: "Get ready!"
He was very busy today. Because there was a seal collection event this time, there were so many people participating in Mongolian wrestling that several referees were a little overwhelmed. As soon as Zhou Peng and the sports students finished their fight, he went there again
Saw a group of people.
"Come." Chen Xing took a pose.
The second session of the three-person travel photography team blog begins.
Chen Xing remained unchanged in response to all changes, standing and waiting for Li Jian to come over. As soon as the two of them fought, Li Jian knew that the handsome guy in front of him was really capable. He pushed him hard and he didn't even move!
You can't tell it at ordinary times, but when you exert force, the muscles under Chen Xing's short sleeves begin to swell. They are not huge like those of a bodybuilder, but the muscles are clearly defined, making it difficult to underestimate.
Some people still remember the match between the physical education students and Zhou Peng. The scene of the round throwing was something that no one could forget in a short time. Seeing him start to compete again, a circle of people quickly came around, especially his opponent was a tall guy.
The tall and handsome guy attracts more people to watch.
"Come on handsome guy!"
"Both of them look pretty fierce."
Chen Xing doesn't know how to wrestle, but firstly he is very strong, and secondly he has a skill that is very suitable for fighting...'defensive conditioned reflex'.
This skill is not obvious at ordinary times, but it will be particularly useful once it encounters a fight, sneak attack, etc. He only needs to focus on the athletes' arms and shoulders, and does not need to worry about his feet at all.
Any aggressive behavior against him will trigger this passive.
Every time the physical education student stretched out his leg to trip Chen Xing up, Chen Xing would take a step back in advance, or strike first and kick the leg that the physical education student had just raised, interrupting the spell.
After kicking about two or three times, the athletic student stopped leaning over and took a few steps back, squatting down to look at his calf.
This kick is too painful!
"You're not wrestling at all! You practice Jeet Kune Do!"
The people around him didn't know much about wrestling, but they just thought that this handsome guy was so good. This kind of wrestling that directly interrupted the casting of spells was so entertaining to watch. The cheers came one after another, and people from further away looked over one after another with curious expressions on their faces.
"Sorry, it's a conditioned reflex." Chen Xing said.
He was very sorry. He really didn't mean it. When he was passively releasing, he just felt the need to do this. Before his brain could react, his foot had already kicked out. It was like that. He had practiced it thousands of times and perfected the attack.
Conditioned reflexes of muscle memory.
He also read the rules of wrestling with Zhou Peng yesterday and knew that breaking the rules would break them.
But there is no way.
Seeing that the physical education student was exhausted, Zhou Peng laughed a few times and said loudly: "Come on, physical education student!"
"My name is Li Jian, your sister! I won't fight with you."
The referee also said: "You can't kick someone directly. I can't count you as winning this game."
"Then." Chen Xing thought for a while, "What if we don't use our feet, we just pull it with our hands."
Li Jian didn’t want to play with Chen Xing anymore and said to the referee:
"If I admit defeat, let him win."
He is stronger. After all, he is a sports student. He can bully ordinary people. I really don’t want to engage in wrestling with people who practice fighting. The person opposite him is obviously a martial artist. He probably learned Jeet Kune Do. Bruce Lee in the movie is like that.
Love to fight like this.
Since one side has admitted defeat, there is nothing the referee can do. According to the rules of the tourist game, it is allowed to admit defeat.
So Chen Xing was also given a round commemorative coin.
The size and color of the commemorative coins across the country are the same. They look yellow and shiny, but they are definitely not gold. In the middle of the obverse is a very simple and abstract horse crossing the letter D, as if a bow and arrow shot the horse out.
Same, the margin says 'Commemoration of the 24th Naadam Conference of Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region'
Turn it over, and on the back there are two people wrestling, with 2024.8 under their feet and patterns on the edges.
The referee, who was in his forties, reluctantly gave the commemorative coin. After giving it, he said: "You must be very good at fighting, but Bok can't move his legs to kick people. If you are willing to learn for a while, I think you can
He should be a good boxer."
"Um...thank you."
What else could he say, he could only turn around and glare at Zhou Peng.
