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Chapter 195 I'm Afraid Your Bodyguard Has Something to Do
"Don't say I bully you, let you do three tricks."

Lu Huiguang waved at Ding Xiu and said with a grin.

He was afraid that Ding Xiu would not admit that he lost.

Simply concede the three moves first, all of which have reached this point, and it would be meaningless to play tricks after losing.

Ding Xiu was stunned: "Are you sure."

"Come on, don't be long-winded."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Ding Xiu moved his shoulders and collided his fists, but he didn't feel much impact from the gloves, which meant that the gloves still had a protective effect.

Taking two steps back, Ding Xiu bent down, and rushed to Lu Huiguang in the blink of an eye as a tiger descended the mountain. At the same time, he touched the ground with his toes, raised his legs, and twisted his waist.

Seeing this posture, Lu Huiguang, who is a master of leg whips, didn't know that he was going to lift his legs to sweep him.

He took half a step back with his right foot, kept his fists guarding his chin still, and fixed his eyes on Ding Xiu's movements.

"call!"

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, Ding Xiu raised his legs and swept over, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Huiguang covered his left ear with both hands.

If it was in the ring, he would definitely not carry it hard, but chose to lean back and retreat to avoid the kick.

Because those who can fight with him are either boxing champions or masters, whoever dares to fight against others, loses every move, and what is waiting for him is the attack of the storm.

But Ding Xiu was different, he was just a young man who had practiced martial arts, and he wanted to use this leg to test his strength.

He could already imagine Ding Xiu's surprise and astonishment and the solemn expression of seeing a ghost after he easily lifted the leg off.

The corner of his mouth was raised, and after Ding Xiu swept his leg, he didn't attack Lu Huiguang's head, but folded in the air and passed along the tip of his nose.

"Fuck!"

Being feinted, Lu Huiguang's eyelids twitched, knowing what was waiting for him, he immediately took a deep breath, the muscles in his chest tensed.

After sweeping his leg to the ground, Ding Xiu turned around and kicked out with the other leg.

This is a relatively common chain kick in fighting.

The first kick can be solid or empty, if it is the latter, you need to turn around and make another kick.

Under normal circumstances, if the opponent takes the first kick hard, he will protect his head like Lu Huiguang.

At the same time the chest part is empty.

"boom!"

Ding Xiu put his foot on Lu Huiguang's chest and kicked him back four or five steps.

Slowly putting away his feet, Ding Xiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Is it okay?"

After all, he was still an old boxer, and this kick was a bit hard. I guessed it, the opponent concentrated his strength on his chest at the critical moment.

Gently patted the breast pad, Lu Huiguang said: "Small."

With his ability to resist blows, let alone a cushion, even if he really put it on his body, it might not be a problem.

Just judging from the kick just now, Ding Xiu's strength is still good, he is not putting on airs, and he did not waste his trip.

"Really, I only used [-]% of my strength." Ding Xiu stood up straight: "Since this is the case, then I will be serious next time."

Lu Huiguang didn't believe it at all before seeing such braggadocio: "Go ahead."

The next second, the sharp whip kicked towards his head, too fast to react.

Relying on instinct, Lu Huiguang protected his head with his hands.

"boom!"

This time there was no false move, the whip leg was actually whipped on the arm.

Lu Huiguang's arms were numb, his head was buzzing, his body balance was broken, and he couldn't stop staggering to the left.

This is so special.

Are young people so aggressive now?

The pain from his arm made him gasp. If he had reacted slower, he would have already lay down.

"One more trick."

The third move, Ding Xiu is the same as before, still whipping his legs.

This time there was no foolish answer, Lu Huiguang leaned back to dodge, took two steps back and shouted, "Three tricks passed."

The three moves were all the same whip kick, he really wanted to tell Ding Xiu, young man, you didn't grasp the opportunity given to you.

Stepping on the ground, Lu Huiguang relaxed his body: "Young man, that's not how you play with whip legs."

Ding Xiu said, "Then teach me."

The way of fighting just now is modern fighting style. He watched TV and went to school just by kicking and playing.

Lu Huiguang told him to do three tricks, but he didn't take it seriously, so he warmed up with three legs.

"The tuition fee may be a bit expensive." Lu Huiguang said and rushed towards Ding Xiu. He said that the tuition fee was for injuries.

Taking off, the body rotated [-] degrees, and with the sound of the wind, the whip kicked violently.

This is called whip leg.

Ding Xiu has no technical content at all.

Through the rotation of the body, the whole body's strength is concentrated on the legs, so that the blow has power.

Looking at a leg that was no weaker than his own, Ding Xiu originally decided not to move, and waited for the leg to sweep over before ducking down to dodge.

This move is strong, but in his view, its weakness is also obvious. The mid-air is the most dangerous, and there are too many gaps in the body.

Looking at the legs sweeping over his head, Ding Xiu kicked Lu Huiguang's back before he fell down.

As soon as he landed, Lu Huiguang felt the muscles on his waist tense. This is the experience of many years of fighting, a bit like the autumn wind in traditional martial arts.

Without even thinking about it, she turned around, hugged Ding Xiu's legs with both hands, bowed her waist, and left room in her abdomen.

As expected, he hugged.

The strength is a bit big, if it is hit, eating two bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Wan will not help.

Worried that Ding Xiu would jump up and use his other leg to sweep towards him, Lu Huiguang immediately freed up a hand and threw an elbow, aiming at Ding Xiu's upper thigh above his knee.

Standing still in danger, Ding Xiu's caught leg bent, and he pulled Lu Huiguang half a step forward. He tilted his knee, and used his knee to push against the fallen elbow.

It is also one of the hardest parts of the human body. The strength of the knee is not worse than that of the elbow, or even stronger.

An elbow fell, and Lu Huiguang felt as if he was on an iron plate. He didn't expect Ding Xiu to crack it like this, and his eyes almost popped out for a while.

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Huiguang turned around and elbowed Ding Xiu's head this time.

Without taking half a step back, Ding Xiu stretched out his hand to block it.

In the next second, Lu Huiguang raised his knees and attacked his lower abdomen, Ding Xiu pressed down with both palms, and forced him back.

Being suppressed everywhere, Lu Huiguang's eyes were red, she gritted her teeth, used her hand as a knife, and slashed at Ding Xiu's forehead without caring too much.

When he was exercising before, he could break a brick with this knife.

Taking his time, Ding Xiu turned his head and dropped the knife towards his shoulder.

Just when Lu Huiguang thought that he was going to carry it with his shoulders, at some point, Ding Xiu's right hand came out from Lu Huiguang's armpit, and rushed straight to the jaw, faster than the knife in his hand.

The knife in his hand had just touched the clothes on his shoulders, and the gloves had reached his jaw.

Ding Xiu had used this move against Wu Jing before, but at that time he didn't wear gloves, and the power was slightly stronger.

"Boom!"

Lu Huiguang couldn't stop falling backwards, only the sound of upper and lower teeth touching could be heard in his mind.

Fortunately, I was wearing a mouth guard, otherwise, just this one, the front teeth would be gone.

Compared to Wu Jing, a professional boxer like Lu Huiguang has much stronger reflexes and ability to resist blows. With the addition of gloves and head protection, he can stand firm after just a few steps.

Seeing that Ding Xiu raised his leg again, Lu Huiguang, who was frightened in his heart, didn't know where the strength came from, so he rushed over fiercely, stepped on Ding Xiu's thigh, and pressed him down politely.

It's not over yet, with the help of this force, his knee is still rising, aiming at Ding Xiu's jaw.

Looking up, Ding Xiu covered his chin with one hand, caught his knee and hugged his calf, and with his backhand, he was sweeping his legs.

With a plop, Lu Huiguang lay down on the ground, panting heavily like an old cow who had plowed several acres of dry land.

From beginning to end, he was completely abused.

Every move is restricted, every leg is caught, that's called a skill with ease.

Thinking of Ding Xiu's three legs at the beginning, his face was hot.

At this level, it was obviously teasing him.

He also said that he asked people to do three tricks, but if he really tried his best, he might not be able to survive even one trick.

"Are you still coming?"

Ding Xiu's unhurried voice came, and Lu Huiguang carp straightened up, took off the gloves on his hands, and bent his elbows in front of him, a very standard Muay Thai defensive style.

"I play Muay Thai, it's inconvenient to wear gloves, and I couldn't show my strength before."

"It's a coincidence, I also find it inconvenient to wear." Ding Xiu took off the gloves, chest pad, and headgear.

Wearing this thing is to make Lu Huiguang feel at ease. If he doesn't wear it, he may have a psychological burden and dare not hit or use force.

Those who practice martial arts, half of their effort is on their fists, and they can't show their strength even if they wear gloves.

For example, the punch Lu Huiguang gave to the chin before was actually a palm. If he didn't use the glove, the power would at least double.

Eyelids twitched wildly, Lu Huiguang swallowed: "This is just right, everyone is fair and just."

Ding Xiu dared to buy all the equipment, but he didn't dare.

Chest pads and head guards should be kept. After all, they are old and can't compare to young people like them.

Before he knew it, Lu Huiguang began to find reasons to comfort himself.

Ding Xiu moved his wrist: "My fist may be a bit heavy, bear with it."

"Hehe, little trick of carving insects."

If you lose, you don't lose. Don't blame the ending. You can't lose in momentum.

As soon as Lu Huiguang let out his harsh words, Ding Xiu said with relief, "I'm relieved now."

Pulling out the Bajiquan boxing frame, Ding Xiu also used his elbows in front of him. Unlike Lu Huiguang, his is a vertical elbow, while Lu Huiguang's is a horizontal elbow.

One is attack and the other is defense.

Taking a breath, Ding Xiu swung his arms and rushed forward...

Inside the RV, Zhao Liying was so anxious that she used Ding Xiu's cell phone to call Zhang Jizhong tremblingly.

When she met someone who found fault, she was about to fight. She was worried about Ding Xiu, so she called Zhang Jizhong immediately.

At this time, Zhang Jizhong, who was free, was drinking tea with Cheng Long in the mythology crew.

"What?" After receiving the call, Zhang Jizhong frowned: "Ding Xiu and Brother Cheng Long's bodyguards are fighting?"

On the opposite side, Cheng Long's hand holding the teacup was stunned, and he turned his head with a livid face and shouted: "Lu Huiguang!"

No one should.

Really absent.

Zhang Jizhong got up: "Hurry over and have a look, don't let anything happen."

At this time, Cheng Long couldn't drink tea. His bodyguards singled out the actors of the crew. He was still a well-known entertainer. As the boss, he couldn't get rid of this blame.

"Yes, yes, hurry up, don't let Ding Xiu get into trouble."

Zhang Jizhong gave him a sideways look: "I mean I'm afraid something will happen to your bodyguard."

What are you thinking, can something happen to Ding Xiu?

He has collaborated in several plays, and he knows better than anyone how much Ding Xiu is worth. With his martial arts, usually three or five people will be beaten when facing him.

Now he is afraid that Ding Xiu has already put him down because he is late, and the crew will lose money by then.

Losing money is a small matter, but stepping on Cheng Long's face is a big matter.

Although they have different fields, one is film and the other is TV series, they may not have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, but it is not good to offend people for no reason and make the relationship stalemate.

Cheng Long frowned and said as he walked, "My bodyguard is a six-time Muay Thai champion. I'm afraid that something will happen to Ding Xiu."

I know that Ding Xiu can fight, and I have heard about his record.

But I heard that it was always a rumor, who knows if the Sanda boxing champion who fought back then is real, and it is not clear how high his level is.

But he had actually seen Lu Huiguang's record.

In the 90s, this muay thai champion stood by his side and blocked countless troubles. Facing ordinary people was like hitting a primary school student, with one punch at a time.

Even if Ding Xiu has practiced, he may not be able to withstand the fight.

Muay Thai is fierce, full of blows like elbows and knees. Lu Huiguang has kicked and broken countless banana trees in the past few decades.

His fists and feet have no eyes, and sometimes he can't hold back his hands, and it is easy to get into trouble.

"Muay Thai champion?" Zhang Jizhong breathed a sigh of relief: "Then it should be able to hold on for a while, and there is still time."

Hearing that Zhang Dazi belittled his bodyguard one after another, Cheng Long couldn't stand it: "Are you so confident?"

"That's because you don't know Ding Xiu well. None of our film crew's martial arts are good enough for him."

Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. As soon as he heard that Ding Xiu is good, Wu Xing likes to learn from each other when he usually uses moves.

Cut back and forth, anyway, no one can beat Ding Xiu, and he can't get away with one move.

Sometimes it's the same with two or three people.

Once everyone joked about using weapons to fight against the enemy, but Ding Xiu was even more fierce, a knife was in his hand, and seven or eight big men ran away with their heads in their hands.

There is a story on the Internet that said that when Ding Xiu was still a gangster in Beijing Film Studio, he once chopped down dozens of gangsters with a knife. When he first heard it, Zhang Jizhong seemed to be listening to a myth, and he didn't believe even half of the punctuation.

After seeing Ding Xiu fighting with the martial artists in the group, he believed it.

"Really or not." Cheng Long didn't quite believe it.

"Oh, you'll know later."

A few minutes later, the two came to Ding Xiu's RV.

The front of the car is the driver's cab, the middle is the small living room, and the back is bunk beds. At this time, Ding Xiu and Lu Huiguang are sitting in the living room drinking.

The two talked and laughed happily, very harmoniously, and there was no sign of a fight.

"Guangzi!" Cheng Long called out.

Lu Huiguang turned his head, half of his eyes turned into panda eyes, his nostrils were stuffed with toilet paper, he opened his mouth with one missing front tooth, and his words leaked out.

"Cauldron."

Lying down!

Cheng Long and Zhang Jizhong were taken aback.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I fell while walking and hit the ground."

It's the first time Cheng Long sees someone who can still get panda eyes if he falls, and then he looks at Ding Xiu, it's all right.

Zhang Jizhong looked at Ding Xiu and said, "Are you okay, your assistant called me and said you two were fighting."

Putting down the red wine glass, Ding Xiu wiped his mouth: "What is fighting, we are friends through martial arts, and we will learn from each other."

Glancing at Lu Huiguang, he continued, "It's normal for people who practice martial arts to have bumps and bumps."

"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Huiguang nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "We are competing normally, and there is nothing serious."

Cheng Longqiang smiled and said to Ding Xiu: "My brother from the Cheng family class is not sensible, and I have caused you trouble. I will invite you to drink to make amends some other day. Guangzi, come back with me."

Holding the table, Lu Huiguang got up and limped out of the car.

Cheng Long's mouth twitched.

It's really embarrassing for him to fight like this, and there is no one left.

He is also the champion of Muay Thai, and he can't even beat a young man.

(End of this chapter)