Actors have no vacation

Chapter 223 Major ([-])

Seeing that the enemy was approaching little by little, Guan Chen didn't pretend to be handsome, and finally took out his hand from his pocket.

Lian Jiazi glanced at each other's stance and frame, and he could instinctively judge how good the opponent's martial arts were and whether he could beat him.

The nephew's right hand is on the cheek, as protection.The left hand is on the waist, and it combines wrestling and Tangshou's embrace, attacking the opponent's leg to knock people down, defending their own crotch or attacking the opponent's crotch.

On the other hand, Guan Chen didn't have a boxing frame, he just put his hands in front of his chest, jumping up and down, as frivolous as a gangster.

"...What kind of boxing did you learn." The nephew asked.

"Sistema." Guan Chen replied with a smile.

Unheard of boxing.The nephew thought about it for a while, but he had never heard of it, and secretly muttered in his heart, which foreign little boxer is this.

The nephew stepped forward, wanting a quick solution.

However, just as his nephew was about to punch, a rustling of unease swept up his back.This intuition has brought him to the end of the ring countless times.Trust this intuition, stop your fists, and step back immediately.

Guan Chen raised his eyebrows and watched his nephew retreat three meters away.

The nephew put away his contempt, and then looked at Guan Chen's boxing frame, full of loopholes, but there was an indescribable weight around him.Couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was like being aimed at by a machete wrapped in newspaper.

Intuition told him that if he rushed forward, there might be some unexpected traps waiting for him.

"Our beating nephew is very cautious."

Guan Chen didn't seem to like protracted battles either. After saying this to the camera, he walked over like an ordinary person walking.

Before his nephew could speak to remind him, a fist appeared in front of him and jumped out of the darkness.

The nephew was still surprised that the punch came suddenly, and his body moved first.As soon as he tilted his head back, he felt a warm wind wipe his chin, leaving a burning pain.If he had just slowed down by half a beat, the punch would have hit his face firmly.When the nephew pulled away, he was surprised that he was almost knocked down by a punch.

Guan Chen continued to punch, and every punch seemed to appear out of thin air, as if dissolved in the darkness, and the trajectory could not be seen at all, making people caught off guard.

The nephew was shocked.He has been playing wooden dummies for many years, and he has already integrated his movements into his bones, and his hands are like countless hands.But can't stop now.

Every now and then he gets punched in the face.It's also because Guan Chen's strength is not heavy, and he didn't hit his chin or temple, so he hasn't fallen down yet.

The nephew seized the opportunity to squat to avoid it, regained his stability, and looked carefully. After Guan Chen took off his sportswear jacket, there was a black long shirt inside.

Black, like a friend, helped Guan Chen's arm blend into the night.

The nephew discovered that he was unfamiliar with light.Fighting on this dim parking lot lawn is not the same as fighting on a brightly lit ring.

Guan Chen and others took advantage of the right time and place.

My nephew cursed inwardly, it's so fucking sinister!
However, what about fists?The nephew was puzzled. Even if his shoulders and elbows were covered with black clothes, he couldn't see the movement, but if he could see his fists, he should be able to react.

Thinking like this, my nephew was punched in the face.

The nephew gritted his teeth and closed his jaw, bent over and shook his head like a conditioned reflex, avoiding the fists that were chasing after him.However, after he retreated two meters, he realized that Guan Chen hadn't caught up.

"The street is not a boxing ring, there are no referees, and there is no dress code. If you fight outdoors at night, then you can take the lead by wearing black clothes and black gloves." Guan Chen laughed. , triumphantly.

"So despicable!"

The nephew thought that he had accidentally said what was in his heart.As a result, following the voice, I found that it was Sister Xiaoxiong who said it.

"It's too despicable." Sister Xiaoxiong, "Do gangsters fight like this?"

Guan Chen said to the camera: "Yes, this is the wisdom of street fighting."

The nephew clicked. At first, he was just angry at Guan Chen's despicableness, but after listening to Guan Chen's words, his nephew became even more angry when he found that he faintly agreed in his heart.

"The density of the hand is not as good as that of the skull, so fighting with bare fists often hurts the hand. If ordinary people have not specially learned to exert force, they will easily break their fingers or sprain their wrists." Guan Chen started the class: "Ties and belts, in fact, They are all very good things, wrapping the fist tightly and protecting the fist."

Guan Chen said that he didn't wear a suit, and he didn't need a belt for sportswear, so he could only choose to use the tape he carried with him.

Guan Chen showed his fist to the camera, and there was a circle of dark gray strong tape wrapped around it.

The nephew recognizes this tape, and once the hostages in the movie are stuck with this tape, they can only wait for the police to rescue them.

The most insidious thing is that Guan Chen is on the outermost part of his fist, and also wraps a layer of black masks commonly used by artists to go out, covering the skin color of his entire hand.As a result, the entire arm, from the shoulders to the fingers, is covered in black.

"Have you all learned?" Guan Chen asked the camera.

Little Bear sighed: "Too professional."

The nephew also has to admit that Guan Chen is indeed more professional in the aspect of inferiority.

Being kind-hearted is an obstacle to practicing martial arts. Martial arts are not born for the boxing ring. Every ultimate move is a sect's housekeeping skills.However, almost all of the masters choose disciples who are "kind-hearted and soft-hearted" to impart what they have learned throughout their lives.If they were suffocating and practising their lives with ruthlessness, the masters of such people would not dare to teach them all, fearing that something would go wrong.

Boxing style can see character.

The martial arts hall is monitored, and my nephew has seen the three battles that Guan Chen played in the gym.

Some foul actions, coupled with sinister and subconscious little actions, are enough to prove that Guan Chen is obviously not a good guy.

Now in the street battle, Guan Chen is even more exposed.

The nephew exhaled and became serious.To deal with such an ordinary person, it is a shame that he has not won it for so long.

Second confrontation.

The nephew changed his tactics this time and planned to use his best wrestling to deal with Guan Chen.

A forward pounce, at the cost of receiving two punches, the nephew got close to Guan Chen.

The moment the hands of the two sides touched each other, the soles of their feet were like the bottom of a river, with undercurrents gushing.

The nephew felt the force from the opposite side, and obviously Guan Chen also knew a little about wrestling.

Yet the nephew was not afraid.Although there is a gap in size, wrestling is his domain.

In the Yuan Dynasty, when foreigners ruled the Central Plains, the ban on weapons was extremely strict, especially for Han people, and martial arts gatherings were not allowed.

Traditional Chinese martial arts, born with cold weapons, was a systematic inheritance of martial arts by military households. The Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty prohibited Han people from holding soldiers, which was tantamount to strangling the inheritance of martial arts, and some schools disappeared.

Most of the popular martial arts, such as Xingyi, Bagua and Baji, were born in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. They are new martial arts schools with a short history.

But there is one martial art, which has been passed down for thousands of years in the army and the people from the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and that is wrestling.

Wrestling requires no weapons.

Although Mongolian Yuan also forbade folk practice of sumo wrestling, but it couldn't stop it. The "Sumo Club" and "Kakuto Club" have always been important places for the common people to entertain, and they are also the places where the folk warriors form a society to protect themselves and earn food.

During the Qing Dynasty, "Jiaozhi" merged with Mongolian Boke and Manchu Buku to become "wrestling".When Kangxi was young, he captured Aobai with a wrestler and saw the practicality of wrestling, so he set up a "Shanpu Camp" to learn and practice with wrestlers from all ethnic groups in the world.

After the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty, the "Shanpu Camp" disintegrated, the official wrestling of the imperial court merged with the private wrestling of the people, and the "Huaxia wrestling" was born.

In modern times, the role of martial arts is not as good as guns and guns, the situation is peaceful, and learning martial arts is no longer a way out.However, in order to demonstrate the national strength and promote the culture, when the Olympic Games were held, Huaxia selected Huaxia wrestling as an Olympic event, and Huaxia wrestling has since become a national skill, with assessments, competitions, and a perfect training mechanism.

As for my nephew's wrestling, I learned from the second brother in the martial arts school, and his ancestors were masters trained for the "Shanpu Camp".Among the tens of thousands of 10,000+ fighting teenagers, he is one of the few who stand at the top. Under the age of 17, he has no opponent.

……

Days, suddenly ran into the eyes.

Guan Chen found himself falling.

　Don't worry everyone, something happened, but it won't be an eunuch!
　　Four chapters will be published today, and there will be more tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)