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Chapter 193 Muay Thai King

"Brother, someone is competing."

After getting into the crowd, Lu Huiguang ran back to the commercial vehicle a few seconds later to report to Cheng Long.

Cheng Long jumped out of the car: "Who is it?"

Lu Huiguang shook his head: "I don't know, an old man with a white beard and a young man."

Although he is also a member of Cheng's class and occasionally filming, but his job is still Cheng Long's bodyguard, he can only be regarded as half of the entertainment industry.

It is also the entertainment industry on Hong Kong Island.

I am completely unfamiliar with the inland area, so how do I know Ding Xiu and Yu Chenghui.

"Go and have a look." Cheng Long rushed over excitedly.

Since there is no danger, this kind of excitement must be watched. One is an old man with a white beard and the other is a young man. He has already vaguely guessed who it is.

In the Condor Heroes crew, who else can fight young people.

There were a lot of onlookers, and Cheng Long couldn't squeeze in. When he saw a prop box next to him, he jumped on it. Suddenly, his vision widened a lot.

In the arena were Ding Xiu and Yu Chenghui.

This time, Yu Chenghui wanted to break his Japanese sword technique, so he didn't make a move first, but waited quietly.

After a while, Yu Chenghui closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were exactly the same as when they fought a few years ago.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Chenghui rushed over with the sword in both hands. The speed was so fast that he took a few steps to the front, raised the sword and slashed towards the head.

"So fierce?"

The onlookers watched with horror.

Liu Yifei didn't dare to look, and hid her head in her mother's arms.

"Chong!"

Ding Xiu drew the saber with his backhand and blocked the sword with a horizontal cut. Judging from the strength transmitted, Yu Chenghui's strength has declined. After all, he is old, and he may not be able to fight for a few years.

After this time, I don't know if there will be a chance to hand over the phone

Without releasing the water, Ding Xiulie's body sank as before, the blade slashed across the sword, he turned and twisted his waist, held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, took a light breath, and slashed fiercely with his backhand.

The sword body of Yu Chenghui was severed by this knife.

"Pretty!"

The eyes of the onlookers lit up, and Zhao Jian shouted even more.

This move looks beautiful and powerful, he made a note of it, he must add it in the next martial arts scene.

On the wooden box, Cheng Long applauded and smiled wrinkled his face: "This kid is very good at swordsmanship."

Lu Huiguang didn't speak, and continued to stare at the field.

The moment Ding Xiu was about to cut him down, Yu Chenghui drew his sword to the left to dodge, and at the same time, the hand holding the sword went around his back, and he switched to holding the sword in his left hand, and swung the sword edge to chop Ding Xiu's right leg.

As long as it is a move, there is a flaw. Ding Xiu has been thinking about this knife for several years and has done countless experiments.

Finally, he discovered the loophole.

The Japanese sword technique is improved and self-identified as a joint cut. The advantage is that it is fast. When drawing the sword, the scabbard is pulled out at the same time. Grab a point, and the backhand is to break the sword with strength.

Caught off guard, anyone who doesn't know the details will have their weapons chopped off in [-]. At such a short distance, if the weapon breaks, the opponent will slash him again, and he can only block it with his hands.

After two or three stabs, everyone was gone.

Over the years, after hundreds of simulated battles and experiments, Yu Chenghui still found a way to crack it.

The action of Wa Dao is to turn around and slash to the left area with all strength, which means that the right side is empty and there is no defense at all.

As long as he can avoid Ding Xiu's first move and cut his right leg by quickly switching hands and holding the sword, the move will be broken.

Facing Chenghui's sneak attack, Ding Xiu smiled slightly, and the two-handed saber changed into a one-handed saber again.

"when!"

Yu Chenghui's sword was bounced away, her body took a few steps back, her eyes were fixed on Ding Xiu, she couldn't believe it was true.

"Shouldn't be!"

It was impossible for Ding Xiu to take back such a heavy blow, there was no time to change his trajectory in the air, and it seemed that he had already calculated that he would sneak attack to the right, and he slashed towards the gap without thinking.

"handsome!"

There was another exclamation and applause from the crowd.

Lu Huiguang's eyes flickered, and this reaction was no one else.

Backhanding the knife in a hurry is not something that ordinary people can do. It is no longer a matter of reflexes, and there is also experience in it.

Ding Xiu said with a smile: "I said, Senior Yu, you told me in advance that you can break the move. I'm not a fool, so how could I be unprepared?"

"I've been practicing Japanese swordsmanship for many years, and I know where the flaws are better than anyone else. I knew you were going to cut off my right leg when I saw your retreating movement, so I shouldn't have taken precautions early."

When he was not a teacher, he practiced martial arts by first learning the moves, and then dismantling them and combining them. He did not know how many times he dismantled the Japanese sword technique. The master also analyzed the disadvantages and told him some of the flaws.

This trick is not a panacea, it's mainly to catch people by surprise, and it's not easy to use if the opponent is prepared.

Yu Chenghui came up and said that he could break the move, but he almost told Ding Xiu that I was going to attack your right side in a while, so he was so stupid that he couldn't guard against it.

"That's all." Putting away the sword, Yu Chenghui's eyes dimmed, as if he was a few years older all of a sudden: "I lost, I can't beat you."

Ding Xiu threw the knife aside: "If you didn't say in advance that you can break my trick, maybe you will succeed."

"Don't comfort me, kid. Based on your experience, even if I catch you by surprise, you can return to defense."

"Old Yu, I really can't guard against it. The winner will be decided in an instant, and I'm not a god. How can I guard against it in time, unless I grow another hand."

"Is it really impossible to prevent?"

"I can't prevent it!"

"Hahaha, so I still won?"

"That's not the case. In the end, I was on guard."

Ding Xiu will never admit that he lost.

"Your brat won't use martial arts." Yu Chenghui's expression changed: "If I hadn't let you know beforehand, would you have been able to block my sword?"

Thick-skinned, Ding Xiu has never lost before: "Winning without fighting is also winning."

Yu Chenghui: "..."

"All right, all right, you win."

"What do you mean by calculation? I was the one who won."

On the item box, Cheng Long praised: "Is this traditional martial arts? The winner can be determined in an instant. I thought it would take dozens of rounds."

"Brother, it's not just about winning and losing in an instant, it's about life and death." Lu Huiguang said seriously: "The young man is still too young. If I were him, I would definitely bear the injury of being cut by the sword and take the sword in my hand." The knife slashed at the old man's neck."

"At the end of the day, I still have too little combat experience. It is very common to trade injuries for injuries in the ring. The fight is all about courage and stamina. Before the referee blows the whistle, standing still wins."

"But it's not bad to be able to beat like this. At such a young age, the reaction is considered fast. It's a pity that after learning to pass on martial arts, the achievements in this life will be the same."

Chuanwu can't get on the stage, especially the Chuanwu of weapons.

There is no such competition internationally.

Neither is society.

This is better than muay thai, punching to the flesh, you can fight anywhere.

Combat power is all about fighting. The more you fight, the better you will be. Practice behind closed doors every day, and it will be like that for a lifetime.

If Ding Xiu transfers to Muay Thai, with his cleverness, his achievements will definitely be better than learning sword skills.

Cheng Long laughed out loud: "Things you can think of, can Ding Xiu not know, this kid is not simple, the former Sanda boxing champion can't hold a move in his hands."

He felt that Ding Xiu's words were modest and comforting Yu Chenghui, and it was true that he could not defend himself, but as Lu Huiguang said, if he slashed the old man's neck with his backhand, the old man would lose in the end.

"One move to KO boxing champion, it's fake." Lu Huiguang didn't believe it.

If you want to KO with one move, the two sides must be the one with a big gap, who can win the title of Sanda boxing champion. Isn't that one who has experienced many battles and Ding Xiu can KO someone with one move at a young age?

"You can find out by searching for videos on the Internet. He is not only good at swordsmanship, but also his boxing skills."

Cheng Long jumped off the item box and walked towards Ding Xiu in the crowd.

Lu Huiguang narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

"Ding Xiu!"

"Brother Cheng Long."

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Cheng Long walked towards Ding Xiu waving, and Ding Xiu raised his hand in greeting.

The two had worked together in the Spring Festival Gala, so they were neither familiar nor unfamiliar. It was better than nodding acquaintances, after all, they had no contact in private.

Cheng Long's status is destined to be different from him.

After greeting each other, Cheng Long gave a thumbs up: "I saw the fight just now, it's amazing, and your sword skills are not weaker than those in the Spring Festival Gala. It seems that your kung fu has not fallen behind."

The corner of Ding Xiu's mouth twitched. The Qi's Knife during the Spring Festival Gala had been deleted. Kicking and kicking were all show-offs. How could it be compared with a real martial arts competition.

Obviously, Cheng Long didn't know how to use a knife.

"Punches never leave your mouth, swords never leave your hands, I'm used to it."

Patting Ding Xiu on the shoulder, Cheng Long said: "You must keep practicing martial arts. Many people will be wasted as soon as their lives are good. What a pity, if you young people don't learn any more, no one will learn traditional martial arts in the future."

He also practiced martial arts himself. When he was a child, he practiced acrobatics in Xiyuanzi, the North-South School.

Later, I learned Judo, Taekwondo, Paekmei, etc. for filming, and learned a lot of miscellaneous things.

After becoming popular, the business was busy, and the kung fu gradually fell.

Ding Xiu opened his mouth and said, "It is everyone's responsibility to promote traditional martial arts."

Yu Chenghui turned her head aside, embarrassed to expose him.

This kid talks nonsense when he sees people, and talks nonsense when he sees ghosts.

"Hi brother, I'm Zhao Jian, the director of The Legend of Condor Heroes." Zhao Jian, who was about to enter the director's studio, ran back after seeing Cheng Long.

Cheng Long shook hands with him: "I came here to borrow the scenery, and I told Director Zhang in advance."

He is filming Shinhwa, and he has just returned from filming abroad. The original location in Hengdian has expired due to the delay abroad, and now Hengdian has given the location to another crew.

After some inquiries, he heard that Zhang Jizhong had built a film and television studio that could meet Shinhwa's filming needs, so he called in advance to communicate and rushed over with the crew.

"Director Zhang is over there, I'll take you there."

"sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome."

Zhao Jian took Cheng Long to find Zhang Jizhong, and the bodyguard Lu Huiguang left after him, and when he passed by Ding Xiu, he took a few extra glances at him.

Ding Xiu also glanced at him, and his gaze fell on those calloused hands.

Those who can practice like this, even if they are not masters, are not far behind.

A big guy like Cheng Long came to the crew and attracted many people's attention. They all turned their heads to look there from time to time, but Ding Xiu, who was just now a star, was ignored.

Zhao Liying handed over the thermos cup: "Brother Xiu, you were so handsome just now."

Ding Xiu chuckled, "Low-key."

While Cheng Long was chatting with Zhang Jizhong, Lu Huiguang came to Ding Xiu at some point and asked, "Which martial arts school do you practice?"

"Have you heard of Bajiquan?"

"heard about it."

Lu Huiguang nodded and said: "I picked up several Bajiquan on Hong Kong Island, but none of them can hit."

The martial arts on Hong Kong Island is much stronger than that in the Mainland, especially ten years ago.

To this day, there are hundreds of martial arts gyms, big and small, all with famous names and surnames, such as Wing Chun, Baji, Hongquan, Taiji, Tongbi, Tanqi...

But to talk about the mainstream, it has to be Muay Thai and Sanda.

Ding Xiu smiled and said: "Coincidentally, I also fought against modern martial arts, and none of them can fight."

Lu Huiguang stretched out his hands full of calluses: "I will stay here for a while, and have a chance to learn from each other."

When Ding Xiu shook hands politely, his first impression was that it was rough, as thick as a layer of tree bark.

"I don't hit old people."

Yes, Lu Huiguang made him feel not only fierce, but also old.

Although I don't know his age, but he is definitely not young, and his temples are a bit gray.

Hearing this, Lu Huiguang was taken aback, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he increased his strength with his hands, like five-fingered iron pliers: "Young people, don't be too arrogant."

Dare to say he is old, Ding Xiu is the first one.

He has been Cheng Long's bodyguard for so many years, and he has never seen any kind of person. Apart from punching in the ring, he doesn't know how many fights he has done on the street.

It's not that he's bragging. Facing ordinary people in their twenties and thirties, it's not surprising that they would die on the spot if they kicked their ribs one by one.

Ding Xiu's face remained unchanged, and he exerted a little force on his hands: "I'm just stating a fact."

Visible to the naked eye, the veins in Lu Huiguang's arms were bulging, his face was flushed from suffocation, and his facial features were a little distorted.

Ding Xiu smiled and let go.

Lu Huiguang shook his hands, took a breath, and said to himself, "What kind of freak is this kid, with such great strength, I don't see any calluses on his hands."

The reason why he despises Ding Xiu is largely because he has fine skin and tender flesh, and there are no calluses on his hands.

As far as he knows, most of the more capable fighters in Chuanburi have practiced modern martial arts, and it is very common to hit sandbags.

It is not surprising that there are fist calluses on the hand.

Dan Dingxiu's hands were soft, not like someone punching sandbags.

I didn't expect that the strength would be so great, and the force was exerted in an instant, almost crushing his palm.

"What boxing did you practice?" Ding Xiu asked.

"Muay Thai."

"No wonder."

Ding Xiu was relieved.

Muay Thai is well-known all over the world. It is a bit like Bajiquan. The attack method is to hit the enemy's vital points with knees, legs, fists, and elbows.

Known for its ferocity.

The difference is that this boxing method relies entirely on hard training.

Improve body resistance and attack power by hitting sandbags and hard objects.

There is one thing to say, it is really powerful, more fierce than most punches, a flying knee can crush a person's jaw, and a kick can break ribs.

However, the shortcomings are also obvious. After the age of [-], the body declines, and the disease is full of old age.

It was sunny and rainy, either my knees were painful or my elbows were sore, and it was hard to bend over.

In severe cases, it will also affect life expectancy, and it will not last long.

From Ding Xiu's point of view, Muay Thai is no different from the ancient martial arts, they squeeze the potential of the body in advance and trade injuries for lives.

This is different from Neijia boxing, the clever boxing techniques all have health-preserving effects.

Lu Huiguang lifted his chin and said provocatively, "How about it, do you want to practice?"

Ding Xiu thought for a few seconds: "Okay, I just haven't played muay thai before, so I'll try it some other day."

(End of this chapter)