This actor wants to pay more
Chapter 345
Chapter 345
Leaning on the side rope, Ding Xiu was resting, bragging with Wu Jing, Wang Baoqiang and the others, and took a sip of the mineral water handed by Zhao Liying halfway.
In the live broadcast room, the audience exploded.
"Brother Xiu is awesome!"
"Fuck, what kind of entertainment industry is this technology? I won't watch the next Olympic boxing match without you."
"The most capable player in the entertainment industry is the stone hammer."
"Made, looking at Ding Xiu's relaxed look, I don't know why, but I feel a little embarrassed."
"He is an Olympic champion after all, so please save face."
"Why hasn't the director called the card yet? Isn't this a movie? I've already thought of the name. The master of Chinese martial arts vs. the champion of western boxing."
"In less than 2 minutes, the boxing champion was lying on the ground with a nosebleed, Brother Xiu, my God."
During this wave of rest, Robert had to rest for 5 minutes before the nosebleed was blocked. It was visible to the naked eye that the bridge of his nose was crooked and a large bruise was still present.
"Here?" Ding Xiu turned to see him get up, returned the mineral water to Zhao Liying, gently rolled up his shirt sleeves, and stepped forward step by step.
Robert took two steps back subconsciously, his eyes fixed on Ding Xiu's feet.
He was terrified of being kicked with both feet.
It's hard to defend, he has to defend his hands and feet, he has to use two things at once, the key is that he can only use the rules of boxing.
Fists are not as long as feet. If Ding Xiu's leg skills are good, then as long as he uses his legs to attack from a long distance, he will be stumped.
No, we can't go on like this.
Robert rolled his eyes and said, "You can use your legs, but I can only use your hands. Isn't that unfair? I think for the sake of fairness, let's use the rules of Sanda."
Sanda rules mean that you can use your legs without restriction, including knee jacking and jumping knees.
Ding Xiu: "?"
After Mr. Zhou's translation, Zhang Lei stood up and scolded: "Fuck, you are a professional boxer who beats people even if they are amateurs. Is it fair?"
"Fuck!"
Wang Baoqiang and Wu Jing couldn't sit still anymore, they started cursing one after another, this is so fucking shameless.
"Your American boxing is very good, why don't you give me a slapstick, and you will directly kill Brother Xiu."
"I really don't want Bilian. How did he say such a thing? With a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of more than 1.8 kilograms, to beat an ordinary person who is [-] meters in size, you still have to use Sanda rules."
"Mr. John, is this your boxing spirit?"
In the audience, Robert's teammates blushed at Wu Bing's words and dared not speak.
Originally, it would be embarrassing enough for Robert to beat Ding Xiu, but he didn't expect to use the Sanda rules and throw him at his grandma's house.
In the live broadcast room, the level of netizens' trolling was much stronger than that of Wu Jing and the others. After all, Wu Jing and others are public figures anyway, so they need to focus on their image.
Netizens went directly to the family tree of Robert's family.
"I call him a fairy, it's best not to let me meet him, this son of a bitch, otherwise I will teach him to be a man every minute."
"I won't be able to beat my legs later, should I ask my brothers to do it together?"
"Hahaha, absolutely, it is indeed the style of the beautiful country."
"Where does this boxing spirit come from? Shameless, I'm fucking his ancestors."
"For the sake of fairness, as an actor, brother Xiu, it's not too much to use a machete, right?"
On the stage, Ding Xiu looked at the college student's translator, and the translator explained Robert's meaning to him with a cold face, and said, "Brother Xiu, you can refuse, we won't fight anymore."
Wu Bing, Wu Jing, Wang Baoqiang, Zhang Lei and others also had the same idea.
At this point, Ding Xiu has also proved himself. Now that he is retreating, no one will say anything. Instead, he can create a wave of public opinion, saying that Robert doesn't talk about martial arts and can't afford to lose.
Anyway, this is their home stadium, and they know a lot of media, and the audience and fans are also biased towards Ding Xiu.
"OK!" Ding Xiu did not hesitate for a second, and made an OK gesture to Robert.
If he really wants to fight like this, he still feels boring, and he doesn't feel much if he wins. If he wants to come, he will come and beat him in the field that the opponent is best at.
"Brother Xiu is awesome."
"Brother Xiu is mighty."
"Fuck, it's you, Brother Run."
"To be honest, I used to think that Ding Xiu was a bit pretentious and didn't like this person very much, but from today on, he is my idol."
"Brother Xiu, moisten him!"
Robert didn't know that the audience on the live broadcast was scolding him, but when he saw Ding Xiu agreeing, he suddenly showed a grin and started to move his hands and feet.
Even though he is standing, his legs are not weak at all, and he can still kick people to the ground with a sweep of his legs.
So, this time he came up with a fierce side kick.
Ding Xiu, who was always paying attention to the battlefield, retreated as soon as he raised his leg. He almost didn't dodge it. He still leaned back and came across an iron bridge, and this leg swept over his belly button.
Then the carp straightened up, and it was the whirlwind leg that was not to be outdone.
"boom!"
Robert put his hands in front of him, and his body just swayed.
Ding Xiu felt as if he was kicking on an iron plate. He kicked more than 100 catties of sandbags at home, which were not so heavy.
The blow failed, Ding Xiu's body was like a spring, and he took six or seven steps back. Just when Robert thought he was going to defend, Ding Xiu rushed forward again.
The speed was super fast, and a big lunge came across. At the same time, he took a deep breath and snorted.
"Boom!"
The front foot landed, and there was a muffled sound in the ring.
Bend the arms, straighten the elbows, and push forward fiercely.
"Eight poles, top of the heart and elbow."
The sharp-eyed Wu cried out in surprise.
Master Wu Bing's eyes lit up: "Humph."
Ding Xiu put all his strength into this punch, he wondered if the little foreigner would be able to trick him.
"Boom!"
Robert continued to protect his body with both hands, but this time it was a bit fierce. He didn't protect him, but felt as if he had been hit by a bus, and his weight of more than 90 kilograms just flew out.
His body flew upside down and hit the side rope and bounced back. Before he could stand still, a pair of big soles stepped on his nose.
"Clap."
The bridge of the nose that had just been healed was broken again.
Kneeling on the ground with his legs limp, Robert's nosebleed was more violent, like a faucet running, and the ground was wet in the blink of an eye.
The referee hurriedly grabbed Ding Xiu, waved and shouted for the doctor to come over.
Another towel, another ice compress, and it took Robert to open his eyes for a while. He was about to speak, but he couldn't catch his breath and couldn't stop coughing. He felt a little pain in his ribs, as if he had squeezed his lungs.
After explaining the situation to the doctor, I felt better after a slap.
Because of excessive blood loss, my body shook a little when I got up.
In the live broadcast room, the number of viewers has exceeded 200 million, and the barrage is dense. Netizens admire Robert very much.
"Not to mention anything else, the foreigner's ability to resist blows is quite strong, and they are still alive."
"That elbow just now sounded like thunder to me."
"Oh my god, the 1.9-meter-high man was sent flying, isn't the director shouting Ka?"
"Brother Xiu, don't say anything, I'll give you a memorial tablet at my house later."
"This kid is so terrifying."
"My mother, when I sprayed the wolf's teeth, it was too exaggerated. I didn't expect the director to be conservative in the filming."
"I don't know if Ip Man can hit ten. I guess Ding Xiu can hit ten."
"If I go up, Ding Xiu will have to kneel down and beg me not to die within three seconds."
At this moment, Ding Xiu did have a pleading tone, and said to Robert: "Let's forget it."
He was afraid that if the fight continued, Robert would die in the ring.
There is one thing to say, the professional athlete's ability to resist blows is really strong, ordinary people are hit by his elbow, the light ones are unconscious, and the severe ones have broken ribs.
But look at Robert, he got up after a short rest, and he seemed to be fine. Well, at least on the surface, Ding Xiu didn’t know if he had internal injuries.
"No, I can still fight." Robert pushed away the teammates and doctors around him, and said, "Don't use martial arts this time if you have the ability."
He was really frightened by Ding Xiu's beating. The miraculous Chuanwu was a bit unorthodox, the moves were strange and powerful, and he was a little scared.
He suspected that there was a legendary internal force bonus.
It can no longer be used by Ding Xiu.
Wu Jing opened his mouth wide, in disbelief: "You don't need to use martial arts, but use your mouth?"
Wang Baoqiang shouted: "Brother Xiu, why don't you just stand still and let him beat you."
"Ah, this." Although Wu Bing had seen the big scene, he was speechless, and didn't know how to refute for a while.
You came to challenge other martial arts masters, but in the end you told them not to use martial arts.
What a mess.
Professional boxers Zhou Min and Zhang Lei have already covered their faces, and they don't want to watch it anymore, it's too embarrassing.
Zhang Lei said: "How can I lose to this kind of person?"
Citizen Zhou patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it, it's not worth it."
He didn't think it was an insult to share the stage with such an embarrassing person.
"OK, I don't use Bajiquan or Chuanwu, I use modern fighting."
Ding Xiu put away his boxing frame, with his arms bent and elbows in front of his chin, his feet danced rhythmically, a bit like Sanda, and a bit like boxing.
There was no need for a college student to translate. Seeing Ding Xiu's posture, Robert knew that he agreed. Just as he was about to grin, a nosebleed sprang out again, dripping down the corner of his mouth and into his mouth.
"Nonsence!"
Feeling unlucky, Robert spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Three two one, start!"
After the referee counted down, Robert stopped being reckless, and moved slowly in cross steps one after the other.
Ding Xiu, on the other hand, easily jumped on the spot, with butterfly steps under his feet, a unique move of boxing champion Ali.
Slowly swaying, he came to Robert and felt that his arms had grown. Robert's eyes fixed and he swung his fist the size of a sandbag.
Ding Xiu bent his head to avoid it.
Robert's fists seldom hit one punch, and they usually made consecutive moves, left and right.
Unexpectedly, the second punch was still dodged by Ding Xiu.
He didn't move in place the whole time, but only moved his upper body.
"Shake flash, this will do it too?"
Zhang Lei's jaw dropped in shock.
In the boxing world, the most famous Shake is Tyson, who retired only two years ago. At his peak, he kept his hands behind his back and played with his opponents only by dodging, and he couldn't hit a single punch.
Ding Xiu's shaking and flashing was not as good as Tyson's, but his movements were skilled and his timing was accurate. Robert's two punches almost brushed his ears.
Anyway, Ding Xiu escaped.
That's off the charts.
Chuanwu is so powerful, boxing is also good, is this a freak?
"If I had known that I would send him up, there would be no gold medal for Robert."
Can it work? If you look at Ding Xiu's state, you will know that Robert has been beaten like this. He is not an opponent at all, okay?
Zhou Min said: "No, Ding Xiu is not heavy enough and tall enough to beat you in the super heavyweight class, but next year it is okay to play in the light heavyweight class, and the lightweight class is also fine."
Ding Xiu's height is good and well-balanced, but his weight is close. If he improves a little bit, he can play a light heavyweight, because he only needs 79 kilograms, which means less than 160 kilograms.
Lightweight is even easier, you don't need to gain weight, just start fighting.
As far as his fighting skills are concerned, he will be beaten when he comes to the super heavyweights, and it is not like playing with those lightweights.
"Hey, the next Olympic boxing champion, light heavyweight, is the first to book a gold medal."
"Who says it's not? Just because of the temper of those old men, they always invite foreign aid. I have ready-made ones at home, so I won't let them go."
Sometimes games are not just games. It is normal and common to invite foreign aid for the sake of face.
The football team, basketball, roller skating, and figure skiing all have foreign aid.
The country is better, with a vast land and rich resources, and many talents, so there are not many foreign aids that need to be hired.
In the international arena, the table tennis players, until the end, the Huaxia team played their own people with yellow skin.
It's just that everyone's camp is different.
This group of people really can't get along in the country, but they are table tennis masters when they go abroad.
Just by fighting, these people will see the opponent they once looked up to.
Looking at their skin colors, those who didn't know thought it was a match between the national teams.
Ding Xiu is talented in boxing, and his kung fu is still very good. How could the national team let him go with such a genius? Just wait and see, he will definitely be there in the next National Games and the Olympics.
On the side, Wu Jing listened enviously.
He also wants to go, but he doesn't have the conditions and strength.
Once upon a time, he, a kung fu kid, also meant to represent the national team, but they were playing routines, exhibition games, and did not have actual combat capabilities.
When you get into the ring and fight professionally with others, you have to be carried down in a few minutes.
……
"call!"
Robert failed to succeed in two punches, and relied on his height advantage, he stepped up and jumped his knees to attack Ding Xiu's chin.
Ding Xiu took a step forward, pressed his elbows, and pressed down his knees that had just jumped up, while protruding his palms from bottom to top.
Seeing this familiar move, Wu Jing felt a little pain in his jaw.
That's how he was beaten back then.
Now it's Robert's turn, and it seems that I am not alone.
"Snapped!"
With the palm on Robert's chin, Robert's head was thrown back, and his body couldn't stop moving backwards.
He wasn't Wu Jing, his anti-strike ability and physical fitness were several times stronger than Wu Jing's. To him, this palm was just an unstable center of gravity, and he took a few steps back.
The next second, seeing Ding Xiu step forward, Robert hastily kicked with a backspin.
Ding Xiu had to lie down if he dared to come over.
"Snapped!"
Ding Xiu stepped forward, and it was also a backspin kick, but it was a ground-touching backspin kick, which was much more powerful.
Bending down, touching the ground, the scorpion raised his leg.
The two were almost side by side, and the moment their figures crossed, another kick hit Robert on the bridge of the nose.
"Woooooo!"
Robert held his nose and squatted on the ground, tears were streaming down his face, and nosebleeds dripped out from between his fingers.
The kick after touching the ground belongs to the Brazilian war dance, and Ding Xiu is too wild.
(End of this chapter)
Leaning on the side rope, Ding Xiu was resting, bragging with Wu Jing, Wang Baoqiang and the others, and took a sip of the mineral water handed by Zhao Liying halfway.
In the live broadcast room, the audience exploded.
"Brother Xiu is awesome!"
"Fuck, what kind of entertainment industry is this technology? I won't watch the next Olympic boxing match without you."
"The most capable player in the entertainment industry is the stone hammer."
"Made, looking at Ding Xiu's relaxed look, I don't know why, but I feel a little embarrassed."
"He is an Olympic champion after all, so please save face."
"Why hasn't the director called the card yet? Isn't this a movie? I've already thought of the name. The master of Chinese martial arts vs. the champion of western boxing."
"In less than 2 minutes, the boxing champion was lying on the ground with a nosebleed, Brother Xiu, my God."
During this wave of rest, Robert had to rest for 5 minutes before the nosebleed was blocked. It was visible to the naked eye that the bridge of his nose was crooked and a large bruise was still present.
"Here?" Ding Xiu turned to see him get up, returned the mineral water to Zhao Liying, gently rolled up his shirt sleeves, and stepped forward step by step.
Robert took two steps back subconsciously, his eyes fixed on Ding Xiu's feet.
He was terrified of being kicked with both feet.
It's hard to defend, he has to defend his hands and feet, he has to use two things at once, the key is that he can only use the rules of boxing.
Fists are not as long as feet. If Ding Xiu's leg skills are good, then as long as he uses his legs to attack from a long distance, he will be stumped.
No, we can't go on like this.
Robert rolled his eyes and said, "You can use your legs, but I can only use your hands. Isn't that unfair? I think for the sake of fairness, let's use the rules of Sanda."
Sanda rules mean that you can use your legs without restriction, including knee jacking and jumping knees.
Ding Xiu: "?"
After Mr. Zhou's translation, Zhang Lei stood up and scolded: "Fuck, you are a professional boxer who beats people even if they are amateurs. Is it fair?"
"Fuck!"
Wang Baoqiang and Wu Jing couldn't sit still anymore, they started cursing one after another, this is so fucking shameless.
"Your American boxing is very good, why don't you give me a slapstick, and you will directly kill Brother Xiu."
"I really don't want Bilian. How did he say such a thing? With a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of more than 1.8 kilograms, to beat an ordinary person who is [-] meters in size, you still have to use Sanda rules."
"Mr. John, is this your boxing spirit?"
In the audience, Robert's teammates blushed at Wu Bing's words and dared not speak.
Originally, it would be embarrassing enough for Robert to beat Ding Xiu, but he didn't expect to use the Sanda rules and throw him at his grandma's house.
In the live broadcast room, the level of netizens' trolling was much stronger than that of Wu Jing and the others. After all, Wu Jing and others are public figures anyway, so they need to focus on their image.
Netizens went directly to the family tree of Robert's family.
"I call him a fairy, it's best not to let me meet him, this son of a bitch, otherwise I will teach him to be a man every minute."
"I won't be able to beat my legs later, should I ask my brothers to do it together?"
"Hahaha, absolutely, it is indeed the style of the beautiful country."
"Where does this boxing spirit come from? Shameless, I'm fucking his ancestors."
"For the sake of fairness, as an actor, brother Xiu, it's not too much to use a machete, right?"
On the stage, Ding Xiu looked at the college student's translator, and the translator explained Robert's meaning to him with a cold face, and said, "Brother Xiu, you can refuse, we won't fight anymore."
Wu Bing, Wu Jing, Wang Baoqiang, Zhang Lei and others also had the same idea.
At this point, Ding Xiu has also proved himself. Now that he is retreating, no one will say anything. Instead, he can create a wave of public opinion, saying that Robert doesn't talk about martial arts and can't afford to lose.
Anyway, this is their home stadium, and they know a lot of media, and the audience and fans are also biased towards Ding Xiu.
"OK!" Ding Xiu did not hesitate for a second, and made an OK gesture to Robert.
If he really wants to fight like this, he still feels boring, and he doesn't feel much if he wins. If he wants to come, he will come and beat him in the field that the opponent is best at.
"Brother Xiu is awesome."
"Brother Xiu is mighty."
"Fuck, it's you, Brother Run."
"To be honest, I used to think that Ding Xiu was a bit pretentious and didn't like this person very much, but from today on, he is my idol."
"Brother Xiu, moisten him!"
Robert didn't know that the audience on the live broadcast was scolding him, but when he saw Ding Xiu agreeing, he suddenly showed a grin and started to move his hands and feet.
Even though he is standing, his legs are not weak at all, and he can still kick people to the ground with a sweep of his legs.
So, this time he came up with a fierce side kick.
Ding Xiu, who was always paying attention to the battlefield, retreated as soon as he raised his leg. He almost didn't dodge it. He still leaned back and came across an iron bridge, and this leg swept over his belly button.
Then the carp straightened up, and it was the whirlwind leg that was not to be outdone.
"boom!"
Robert put his hands in front of him, and his body just swayed.
Ding Xiu felt as if he was kicking on an iron plate. He kicked more than 100 catties of sandbags at home, which were not so heavy.
The blow failed, Ding Xiu's body was like a spring, and he took six or seven steps back. Just when Robert thought he was going to defend, Ding Xiu rushed forward again.
The speed was super fast, and a big lunge came across. At the same time, he took a deep breath and snorted.
"Boom!"
The front foot landed, and there was a muffled sound in the ring.
Bend the arms, straighten the elbows, and push forward fiercely.
"Eight poles, top of the heart and elbow."
The sharp-eyed Wu cried out in surprise.
Master Wu Bing's eyes lit up: "Humph."
Ding Xiu put all his strength into this punch, he wondered if the little foreigner would be able to trick him.
"Boom!"
Robert continued to protect his body with both hands, but this time it was a bit fierce. He didn't protect him, but felt as if he had been hit by a bus, and his weight of more than 90 kilograms just flew out.
His body flew upside down and hit the side rope and bounced back. Before he could stand still, a pair of big soles stepped on his nose.
"Clap."
The bridge of the nose that had just been healed was broken again.
Kneeling on the ground with his legs limp, Robert's nosebleed was more violent, like a faucet running, and the ground was wet in the blink of an eye.
The referee hurriedly grabbed Ding Xiu, waved and shouted for the doctor to come over.
Another towel, another ice compress, and it took Robert to open his eyes for a while. He was about to speak, but he couldn't catch his breath and couldn't stop coughing. He felt a little pain in his ribs, as if he had squeezed his lungs.
After explaining the situation to the doctor, I felt better after a slap.
Because of excessive blood loss, my body shook a little when I got up.
In the live broadcast room, the number of viewers has exceeded 200 million, and the barrage is dense. Netizens admire Robert very much.
"Not to mention anything else, the foreigner's ability to resist blows is quite strong, and they are still alive."
"That elbow just now sounded like thunder to me."
"Oh my god, the 1.9-meter-high man was sent flying, isn't the director shouting Ka?"
"Brother Xiu, don't say anything, I'll give you a memorial tablet at my house later."
"This kid is so terrifying."
"My mother, when I sprayed the wolf's teeth, it was too exaggerated. I didn't expect the director to be conservative in the filming."
"I don't know if Ip Man can hit ten. I guess Ding Xiu can hit ten."
"If I go up, Ding Xiu will have to kneel down and beg me not to die within three seconds."
At this moment, Ding Xiu did have a pleading tone, and said to Robert: "Let's forget it."
He was afraid that if the fight continued, Robert would die in the ring.
There is one thing to say, the professional athlete's ability to resist blows is really strong, ordinary people are hit by his elbow, the light ones are unconscious, and the severe ones have broken ribs.
But look at Robert, he got up after a short rest, and he seemed to be fine. Well, at least on the surface, Ding Xiu didn’t know if he had internal injuries.
"No, I can still fight." Robert pushed away the teammates and doctors around him, and said, "Don't use martial arts this time if you have the ability."
He was really frightened by Ding Xiu's beating. The miraculous Chuanwu was a bit unorthodox, the moves were strange and powerful, and he was a little scared.
He suspected that there was a legendary internal force bonus.
It can no longer be used by Ding Xiu.
Wu Jing opened his mouth wide, in disbelief: "You don't need to use martial arts, but use your mouth?"
Wang Baoqiang shouted: "Brother Xiu, why don't you just stand still and let him beat you."
"Ah, this." Although Wu Bing had seen the big scene, he was speechless, and didn't know how to refute for a while.
You came to challenge other martial arts masters, but in the end you told them not to use martial arts.
What a mess.
Professional boxers Zhou Min and Zhang Lei have already covered their faces, and they don't want to watch it anymore, it's too embarrassing.
Zhang Lei said: "How can I lose to this kind of person?"
Citizen Zhou patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it, it's not worth it."
He didn't think it was an insult to share the stage with such an embarrassing person.
"OK, I don't use Bajiquan or Chuanwu, I use modern fighting."
Ding Xiu put away his boxing frame, with his arms bent and elbows in front of his chin, his feet danced rhythmically, a bit like Sanda, and a bit like boxing.
There was no need for a college student to translate. Seeing Ding Xiu's posture, Robert knew that he agreed. Just as he was about to grin, a nosebleed sprang out again, dripping down the corner of his mouth and into his mouth.
"Nonsence!"
Feeling unlucky, Robert spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Three two one, start!"
After the referee counted down, Robert stopped being reckless, and moved slowly in cross steps one after the other.
Ding Xiu, on the other hand, easily jumped on the spot, with butterfly steps under his feet, a unique move of boxing champion Ali.
Slowly swaying, he came to Robert and felt that his arms had grown. Robert's eyes fixed and he swung his fist the size of a sandbag.
Ding Xiu bent his head to avoid it.
Robert's fists seldom hit one punch, and they usually made consecutive moves, left and right.
Unexpectedly, the second punch was still dodged by Ding Xiu.
He didn't move in place the whole time, but only moved his upper body.
"Shake flash, this will do it too?"
Zhang Lei's jaw dropped in shock.
In the boxing world, the most famous Shake is Tyson, who retired only two years ago. At his peak, he kept his hands behind his back and played with his opponents only by dodging, and he couldn't hit a single punch.
Ding Xiu's shaking and flashing was not as good as Tyson's, but his movements were skilled and his timing was accurate. Robert's two punches almost brushed his ears.
Anyway, Ding Xiu escaped.
That's off the charts.
Chuanwu is so powerful, boxing is also good, is this a freak?
"If I had known that I would send him up, there would be no gold medal for Robert."
Can it work? If you look at Ding Xiu's state, you will know that Robert has been beaten like this. He is not an opponent at all, okay?
Zhou Min said: "No, Ding Xiu is not heavy enough and tall enough to beat you in the super heavyweight class, but next year it is okay to play in the light heavyweight class, and the lightweight class is also fine."
Ding Xiu's height is good and well-balanced, but his weight is close. If he improves a little bit, he can play a light heavyweight, because he only needs 79 kilograms, which means less than 160 kilograms.
Lightweight is even easier, you don't need to gain weight, just start fighting.
As far as his fighting skills are concerned, he will be beaten when he comes to the super heavyweights, and it is not like playing with those lightweights.
"Hey, the next Olympic boxing champion, light heavyweight, is the first to book a gold medal."
"Who says it's not? Just because of the temper of those old men, they always invite foreign aid. I have ready-made ones at home, so I won't let them go."
Sometimes games are not just games. It is normal and common to invite foreign aid for the sake of face.
The football team, basketball, roller skating, and figure skiing all have foreign aid.
The country is better, with a vast land and rich resources, and many talents, so there are not many foreign aids that need to be hired.
In the international arena, the table tennis players, until the end, the Huaxia team played their own people with yellow skin.
It's just that everyone's camp is different.
This group of people really can't get along in the country, but they are table tennis masters when they go abroad.
Just by fighting, these people will see the opponent they once looked up to.
Looking at their skin colors, those who didn't know thought it was a match between the national teams.
Ding Xiu is talented in boxing, and his kung fu is still very good. How could the national team let him go with such a genius? Just wait and see, he will definitely be there in the next National Games and the Olympics.
On the side, Wu Jing listened enviously.
He also wants to go, but he doesn't have the conditions and strength.
Once upon a time, he, a kung fu kid, also meant to represent the national team, but they were playing routines, exhibition games, and did not have actual combat capabilities.
When you get into the ring and fight professionally with others, you have to be carried down in a few minutes.
……
"call!"
Robert failed to succeed in two punches, and relied on his height advantage, he stepped up and jumped his knees to attack Ding Xiu's chin.
Ding Xiu took a step forward, pressed his elbows, and pressed down his knees that had just jumped up, while protruding his palms from bottom to top.
Seeing this familiar move, Wu Jing felt a little pain in his jaw.
That's how he was beaten back then.
Now it's Robert's turn, and it seems that I am not alone.
"Snapped!"
With the palm on Robert's chin, Robert's head was thrown back, and his body couldn't stop moving backwards.
He wasn't Wu Jing, his anti-strike ability and physical fitness were several times stronger than Wu Jing's. To him, this palm was just an unstable center of gravity, and he took a few steps back.
The next second, seeing Ding Xiu step forward, Robert hastily kicked with a backspin.
Ding Xiu had to lie down if he dared to come over.
"Snapped!"
Ding Xiu stepped forward, and it was also a backspin kick, but it was a ground-touching backspin kick, which was much more powerful.
Bending down, touching the ground, the scorpion raised his leg.
The two were almost side by side, and the moment their figures crossed, another kick hit Robert on the bridge of the nose.
"Woooooo!"
Robert held his nose and squatted on the ground, tears were streaming down his face, and nosebleeds dripped out from between his fingers.
The kick after touching the ground belongs to the Brazilian war dance, and Ding Xiu is too wild.
(End of this chapter)
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