Several Muay Thai fighters, including the fat translator, entered the elevator. The latter casually pressed the button for the eighth floor, then laughed and chatted as if no one else was around. As for Tang Chao, who was staying in the corner behind him and did not go down, they did not take it to heart, probably.
You're just a scared coward, don't worry about it.
Bang, the elevator door closes, trembles slightly, and goes up.
At this moment, Tang Chao took a step forward, raised his hand and pointed at the third floor in front of the translator. The latter was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but glared over: "What are you doing -"
He suddenly lost his voice, but in his field of vision, Tang Chao turned around as if he hadn't heard anything, and slowly and quickly raised his palm, passing through the side of a Muay Thai boxer's head. He spread his five fingers and held them down, but he didn't see how to exert force.
, swinging arms, boom - grabbing the Muay Thai boxer's head like a basketball, and pressing it hard and firmly against the elevator wall! Thunder exploded, and the surroundings trembled. It contained so much power that from that moment, the eyes and mouth were twisted.
Where the head hits, the hard and thick compartment wall is obviously dented in a large area, and you can feel it.
It sounds complicated, but in fact it only happened in a moment. The translator glared and scolded, turned around and took action without any warning. He pressed the Muay Thai boxer's head and slammed it into the elevator wall... Hearing this scalp-numbing movement,
I knew that there was no need to check the injury of the Muay Thai boxer at all. Even if modern medicine could cure it, I would have to live with the sequelae of severe concussion for the rest of my life.
With an expressionless face, he stopped his hand, swung it out again, slapped it down, and wheezed - bang, crisp and sweet, with a faint and heavy shock. Without saying a word, the experienced Muay Thai boxer simply fell down at the sound.
"Roar--"
The remaining Muay Thai fighters finally recovered from the shock. Alcohol affected their thinking and reaction speed. Of course, there would be no difference even without alcohol... Their eyes suddenly showed a fierce look, and they roared and roared.
But before they could take action, another slap was thrown at him. He subconsciously raised his hand to block, but only blocked the phantom of his palm. Pa——
Another one fell down, and by the way, he also overturned his companion next to him. His palm stopped in mid-air, he paused slightly, and then he threw out a slap with his backhand, bang, bang. There was no time to parry. The remaining Muay Thai boxers felt their heads were dazed, as if they were being roared by.
As if hit by a heavy hammer, his feet were slightly off the ground, and the back of his head hit the side of the carriage wall, causing him to collapse to the ground.
He turned on his heels and turned slightly. In front of him was the last Muay Thai fighter who had just been knocked down and punched him. He shot out angrily and punched the air. But Tang Chao seemed not to have seen him, and the palm that he had not withdrawn reached out again.
, reached the top of the Muay Thai fighter first, and took pictures at will, bang, click——
The whistling straight fist was stuck in the air. The Muay Thai boxer's head dropped a few inches out of thin air. He staggered back half a step, his eyes were blank and confused, and he shook his head. This action seemed to break some internal balance. In an instant, his ears, eyes, and nostrils,
Blood oozed from the lips and facial features at the same time. I subconsciously raised the back of my hand and wiped the tip of my nose to stop it. But the next moment, blood oozed out again, and this time it couldn't be stopped. The more I wiped, the more I wiped, the more I wiped...
Ding! There was a clear ringtone, and the elevator barely reached the third floor. The boxer was leaning on the elevator, unable to sit down and leaning.
The elevator opened, and no one was waiting outside. Even if there were people, they probably wouldn't come in after seeing the elevator car lying on the floor... Turning around, Tang Chao looked at the translator with a calm expression,
The latter's mouth was half open, his eyes were straight, his brain was obviously shut down, and his body was only slightly trembling due to instinctive reaction.
"I grew my eyes, walked my own way, and avoided my position. Am I wrong?"
"Ho ho ho..." Panting heavily, under the terrifying pressure that almost suffocated, the chaotic thinking could only give the body this breathing command.
"If you don't say it, it's just acquiescence. Well, it seems that I was indeed a little wrong. I couldn't hold it back and took action on extraneous matters. This is very unprofessional... I'm sorry. It's mainly because I'm getting angrier the more I think about it. Please understand...
But from the perspective of the law of cause and effect, I feel that the main responsibility for this matter is not mine, are you right?"
"Yes...right..."
Touching his palms, he said, "You agree with me. That's good. Then let's discuss another issue." Tang Chao looked calm and spread his hands, "Isn't it good to be alive?"
"Okay...no...yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
As he spoke, the ding sounded again, and the elevator door was about to close. Tang Chao stepped out. Behind him, the translator stretched out his trembling palm to stop the elevator door from closing, and then moved out. With all conscience, he didn't want to come out, but
The slightly recovered sense told him very clearly that if he didn't come out, he would have to follow the footsteps of those inside.
He casually pressed the elevator button and said, "It's okay. Don't be too nervous. You may not understand it when we meet for the first time. I actually have a good temper. I accept your apology."
"Thank you, thank you..." The fat translator bowed ninety degrees to express his thanks, and was so excited that he almost cried. Of course, after thinking about it, he still disagreed with what the other party said about his good temper.
He waved his hand to interrupt, "Well, to express your gratitude, how about you take me to find the remaining Muay Thai fighters? After all, if you hit someone, you have to give an explanation. Well, you live on the eighth floor, right, in the eighties?"
"Uh..." The fat translator was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Tang Chao's casual gaze, and suddenly became excited, "Eighty-three! But... they should not be in the room now, they are boxing in the training room on the second floor underground.
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"Second underground floor?" He frowned slightly and looked at the elevator up indicator light, "You should have told me earlier."
"I...yes, I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter, we can go down the stairs. Oh, look, I'm easy to talk to..."
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The fat translator walked stiffly ahead, stepping down the stairs. The drunkenness he had felt before was naturally gone. It evaporated from the pores in all channels of his body. He had a strong urge to urinate, but now he did not dare to bring it up. He could only take it from time to time.
Wipe the sweat from your forehead with the back of your hand.
At the same time, he was silently calculating in his heart... Of course he wouldn't believe it if he gave an explanation or something, and fearing everything was the other person's true thoughts. But even if he had some guesses, he wouldn't mind taking the person there. If Yasang guessed it, he would wait.
If a person can take revenge, that is naturally the best. And even if he can't beat him, there are still more than a dozen boxers, so they won't all be knocked down in an instant. There is always a chance to sneak away. Besides, Po Tian is just a small translator.
That's all, I can't control that much.
In silence, we arrived at the second underground floor. The light was a little dim, and shouts could be heard from time to time.
He raised his hand and pointed, "That's it, area C2, Muay Thai training room... they are in there." Hearing the sound next to his ears, Pangpang's translator said honestly.
Tang Chao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words. He naturally heard the movement in his ears. In fact, he noticed it when he first entered this area. Compared with the shouts and shouts from other training rooms, the movement here was obviously louder.
Big. But Muay Thai is famous for its toughness, and it seems reasonable to make any big noise, so no other boxing boxers came to watch. However, this movement does not seem to be a normal training boxing...
Pushing open the door and walking in, the translator suddenly quickened his pace and jumped in. Tang Chao ignored him, his eyes fell on the broken door lock, he paused, raised his head, looked past the fat translator who was frozen not far in front, and squinted at
The arena, well, if that can still be called an arena... His expression was slightly stunned, and then he laughed and shook his head, what a coincidence...
Bang bang bang bang, two familiar figures suddenly came together and then separated, and the fierce clash of fists and feet shook every corner of the training room. This movement was not a fight in the competition ring bound by heavy rules, but a brutal fight without restrictions. It should be
After playing for a while, the originally well-equipped arena now only has a bare high platform fixed in place, with stakes, ropes and other things scattered around. The dozens of Thais watching the fight stayed away, lest it be affected.
On the floor in the distance, there were still several figures lying down and struggling, some simply smashed into the training equipment, and no one paid attention at the moment.
The two people fighting, to be precise, should be two underage boys, Yasangchai, and Ren Buping... It's not surprising that the former appears here, but the latter... well, it's not surprising either.
It should be another private operation.
The Rise of Kyushu doesn't have such leisure time. Let alone formal fighting competitions. Even if it's an underground boxing match, they basically won't care about it. That's not their scope of responsibilities. Let alone sending members to participate, so Ren Buping appears here
Here, it is only possible to sneak in without asking for permission.
Probably because he heard the bad behavior of the Muay Thai delegation during the competition, he couldn't help but run over because his hands were itchy... He was familiar with this kind of thing.
After roughly understanding the reason, Tang Chao simply leaned against the door and extinguished his not very strong idea of causing trouble. To be honest, if the drunkard in the elevator hadn't blocked his way and aroused his anger with his unclean success, he would have been so angry.
He will be on his way home by now... Now, if you are not in a hurry, there is no harm in taking a look, since it is almost over anyway...
This was the judgment of the Tang Dynasty, and most of the Thai people watching the battle from a distance did not recognize it, because the fierce fighting in the ring at this time seemed to be evenly matched.
Attack, attack, attack again... The two people on the stage seemed to know nothing about fighting. Unless it was a few blocks and defenses that swept towards the vital points, the rest were all attacks against attacks, frontal toughness!
Swinging the iron elbows, combined with the knees, using them alternately, hitting up and down, hitting left and right... In the strong wind, it was completely different from the indifferent game state before. At this time, Yasangchai's eyes were wild and ferocious.
, this should be the state in which he is going all out. Although he doesn’t know how long the fight has been going on, Yasangchai seems to have no idea what fatigue is. With each punch and kick, he blasts through the air with a sharp roar, as heavy as a stone, and extremely powerful.
grand.
This is contrary to common sense.
Muay Thai is known for its ferocity, vigor, and thrills. If you want to bring these characteristics into play in actual combat, the key point is higher explosive power. Mature professional Muay Thai players all understand the importance of physical distribution, unless they are sure to be able to fight in a very short time.
It is feasible to end the battle within a short period of time. Otherwise, you will easily fall into an embarrassing situation where you are unable to attack by force and are unable to follow up.
Yasangchai is currently in a stage where he can't make a strong attack, but there are no signs of weakness in the follow-up. His fierce attacks are like mercury pouring down the ground, splashing wantonly. You must know that he is still underage, and his physical strength and physical fitness have not yet reached their peak...
...Perhaps, this is what is called extraordinary talent!
It's a pity that he chose the wrong opponent this time and met an even more perverted peer...
There was a loud bang, fists and elbows intersecting and hitting each other hard several times. After hitting each other's chest, the two figures simultaneously opened half a step away, and the wind roared from their legs, coming from Yasangchai. I don't know how many marks were swept out in an instant.
The whip kick is all a low-middle sweep kick, and the landing point is Ren Buping's thigh to the side of the body. The latter does not blink an eye, and at the same time sweeps the kick back.
Bang bang bang... After countless side kicks and kicks, the Muay Thai posture, which is especially good at leg attacks, became messy at first. Yasangchai roared and roared, but had to take a step back during the fight. Seeing this, "
Ha..." Tang Chao at the door couldn't help but shook his head and chuckled.
Yasangchai's roar was actually not just about being at a disadvantage in the fight, but more about his unwillingness to be aggrieved because his tactical intentions were not achieved.
Medium and high kick combos are one of the classic leg kick tactics commonly used by Muay Thai masters. First, intensive low and middle kicks are used to divert the opponent's defense from the upper part of the body, and then a high kick is suddenly launched to the head and neck.
, that is often the fatal blow that determines the outcome... This is the intention of Yasangchai's crazy side kick. If he had changed his opponent and took advantage of the strength of Muay Thai kicks, it would really be possible to lower his center of gravity and take a defensive position, exposing the opportunity. But it happened to be
Ren Buping, without even thinking, responded with a side kick and a high sweep kick, and his legs were smashed by your hammer...
A scene like this should have been staged many times before, but this time it was a critical juncture. Ren Buping, who was in a strong position, stepped forward with a left lunge and slapped Yasangchai down with his palm. He hurriedly waved his fist and at the same time hit with his left fist.
The latter faced the door, was blocked, lifted his right foot, took a step diagonally forward, moved his right fist from the left up from the chest, moved the body's center of gravity significantly forward - Tai Chi, advanced movement, block and pound - a sudden stamp on Ya
Sang guessed at the center of his chest, "Wow -" he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood mist.
Not finished yet, he stepped forward, brushed away the iron elbow that was coming, slightly retracted the punch, and quickly turned his wrist, as if his arm suddenly grew in the narrow space, and with the sudden pop-out of his palm, he caught up with Yasangchai and staggered back.
Shape, point out, bang——
Wing Chun, Cun Jin.
"Ahhhh--" This blow was like cutting open his chest. Yasangchai couldn't help but howl miserably. His eyes were scarlet. He forced himself to steady his center of gravity and tried to fight back. However, Ren Buping's attack was not over yet.
This time he only took half a step, but when he fell, there was a sudden vibration in his ears, and the whole ring trembled. The Muay Thai fighters around him subconsciously shouted when they saw that the situation was not good, and they couldn't help but feel moved.
Grab it!
Following the punch, Yasangchai punched his fist. As soon as the fists came into contact, there was a devastating crack - the sound of dense bones breaking was mixed with a tragic howl. Yasangchai's right hand bones were completely broken, especially the forearm, which was sharp and sharp.
The thorn bone was torn out from under the flesh of the elbow, and the bright red blood, shredded flesh, and white bones were mixed together, making it look quite creepy.
However, the punches continued, he opened his arms, hit Yasangchai hard on the right chest, and hit the back with force, and boom - he retreated violently, flew out of the ring quickly, crossed a distance of more than ten feet, fell to the floor, and slipped again.
There was a long trail of blood on the way out until it hit the cement wall at the back. There was a huge earthquake, and the tiles at the bottom of the wall peeled off, making a clanging sound on the ground.
The whole place fell silent.
"This is Xingyi, half-step collapse fist... Oh, I forgot that you don't understand, it doesn't matter."
On the ring, Ren Buping, who was somewhat disgraced but not injured, put away his stance, looking a little disappointed. He looked up at Yasanchai who was still struggling and roaring under the wall trying to get up. He shook his head and said, "You are very weak, so weak that you can't even stand up."
Fighting. Muay Thai, which I am best at, is only a small success... Are you worthy of looking down on Chinese Kung Fu?"
At the door, Tang Chao looked strange. I have long heard that this little brat has the habit of mercilessly mocking people after successfully kicking the gym and causing trouble. He can be described as murderous and heart-wrenching. Today I saw it...
While sighing, Ren Buping noticed something on the stage. He turned around and looked around. He couldn't help but be startled. After recovering, he nodded and said hello. Just as he was about to step down from the ring, Tang Chao waved his hand in the distance. It was just a temporary action tonight and there was no communication plan.
Besides, the other party still has things to do...
Sure enough, the next moment, there was a loud roar. I couldn't understand it, but it was definitely not a good word. It came from dozens of Thai people who broke out in the surroundings. A small part rushed towards the injured Yasanchai, and most of them surrounded him.
Towards the arena.
He stepped back, closed the door, and the noise in his ears suddenly subsided. He nodded with satisfaction and walked away... Violence and bloody things are definitely not suitable for peace-loving people like me...