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My decision immediately caused roars of laughter.

Everyone laughed happily, as if seeing a fool.

I sighed softly in my heart, hey, this group of young people who don't know the real killing skills are really hopeless.

Gloves, including mitts, are like handcuffs tied to both hands for internal boxers.

why?

Neijiaquan, no matter Xingyi, Taiji, Bagua!In actual combat, the most powerful weapon is the ten fingers of both hands.

And what are the ten fingers used for?Buckle, grasp, hold, pull, etc. different means.

For example, in close combat, there is a tactic that is often used in actual combat, which is to buckle the collarbone, fingers, dig deep into the collarbone, buckle, and squat down with all your strength.

There are even more ruthless, scratching the throat.Or palm splitting.

Soon, basically all at once, the battle would be over.

And the way of holding is more important, which involves many deadly anti-joint skills.For example, if you shake the dragon in the massage, you need to take it.

In the era of global cold weapons, foreign devils have never dared to challenge the Chinese.

until the gun was invented.The world's military has entered the era of hot weapons, and only then did the Eight-Power Allied Forces invade.

In ancient times, the Chinese fought against tall and powerful foreigners not once or twice, but n times.

But the land area, before the Qing Dynasty, has been in a state of continuous expansion.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that if one day all firearms in this world fail and return to the era of cold weapons, then the Chinese will be awesome again. (But this is pure obscenity, haha.)

Neijiaquan is destined to fail in the ring.

The method is too cruel, inhumane, and not suitable for a civilized society.

It doesn't look good in fights, even uglier than UFC's.

The battle time is short, within ten seconds, the basic outcome is life and death, and it doesn't matter.

Well, now, let's take a look at how the traditional internal boxing uses the kung fu on the fingers to deal with this Muay Thai master. (ps, if you practice hard, you can achieve it.)

The black beauty heard that I don't wear gloves and wants to play with the old cat.

She laughed immediately, and after laughing, she said seriously, "You are courting death."

I smiled and said, "Fist and feet have no eyes, I know what I'm doing.

The black beauty turned to look at the little prince.

The little prince laughed and said, "Old cat, it's time for meat."

The old cat shouted: "Brothers! Put on the show."

Well, let's start.

I stood aside, folded my arms, and watched them busy.

The old cat first took the bandage and wrapped it around his palm, wrapping it around and around, layer after layer.

After wrapping his arms, the old cat put his head on his head again, wearing a braid that was pulled back.Then, he went up to the ring and began to bow in all directions.

At the same time, a burst of melodious Thai music sounded from the loudspeaker in the gym.

After the worship here, the old cat stood in the ring and waved at me, meaning let me come.

I smiled knowingly, walked to the edge of the ring, took off my shoes and socks, and went up to the ring.

I am face to face with the old cat.

At this time, the black beauty also came up as a referee.

The two sides stood up, and the black beauty said, "Now I will tell you a rule."

I smiled, and turned to ask the black beauty: "On the battlefield, the enemy and us, when fighting, is there a referee who tells the rules? When hooligans stop you on the street and want to molest you, do they talk about the rules?"

The black beauty was stunned.

I smiled and said to the black beauty and the old cat: "No rules, whoever lies down and can't move, loses."

The old cat gritted his teeth: "Okay! Then start fighting."

With excitement in her eyes, the black beauty took the whistle, blew it vigorously, and said, "Start!"

The old cat put on airs, then slowly moved to my side, teasing me with a small whip leg, and punching me with a jab at the same time.

jab to.

I raised my hand, one, two, three, click!

Four bang, five go!

Soon, about two seconds.

The old cat was unconscious and lay down on the ground. I stood by the ring, took a deep breath, and relaxed.

What was the process like? Now play it back in slow motion.

The old cat tried with a small whip kick, didn't kick me, and then punched me with a jab.I first extended my right hand to the left side of my body, and when the jab failed, I grabbed the old cat's pulse with my fingers.Then, the five fingers firmly dug into the inside of the two tendons under the heel of the opponent's palm.

This, I can't do it with only a few years of massage skills.

While clasping my wrist, I moved my body to the left, that is, the right side of the old cat, and raised my left arm through the opponent's arm to push the old cat's chin directly, while the left shoulder was going to touch the old cat's armpit. .

On the top of the armpit, the old cat's arm was pinched due to the pulse gate, and I couldn't move it. My body slammed forward again. This is an anti-joint technique.

What was needed was an inch of strength, and the impact broke the old cat's elbow joint.

The force that hit the joint was not my own arm, but the waist, shoulders, hips, legs, several forces twisted together.Otherwise, with such a thick arm, my little arm is a little bit stronger.

After the old cat's elbow joint was broken, the right side of my body was just behind the center of gravity.Now, it needs to be rotated back, this is another effort, and when it is rotated, the elbow flies, and the tip of the elbow hits Lao Mao's temple.

Don't dare to use too much strength for this strength, if it is too big, it will kill people.

After the collision, the target was dizzy, and I used a standard tiger pounce with both hands to pounce on his chest.

man, fly...

Fight, end.

These movements require Neijiaquan's steps, body technique, waist and hips, listening strength, and kung fu of catching eagles with the fingers to be very good.

Otherwise, while you are grabbing the opponent's wrist, if you can't keep up, you will be easily hit by the opponent's other fist, and you will be at a disadvantage instead.

Now, the situation of the old cat is that it has a moderate concussion, a comminuted fracture of the elbow joint of the left arm, plus damage to the pulmonary nerves and obstructed respiratory function.

People can't die, but want to punch again?

Half a year later!

The entire fighting process was seriously inconsistent with the spirit of the arena competition, and there were many illegal movements, which were serious fouls.

There is no way, the martial art is just like this, if you learn it, don't hit it, once you hit it, something will happen!

There was silence for about 2 minutes.

That's right, the fierce fighting scene that everyone imagined, you punch, I kick, did not appear at all.

It's very simple, very unsightly, just a few strokes.

People, useless.

After 2 minutes, the crowd started shouting.

"Old cat, old cat..."

Then all of a sudden, they all rushed up.

Then, surrounded the old cat, and began to check the injury non-stop.

After 30 seconds, probably ** people surrounded me in a corner of the ring.

I crossed my arms and smiled: "Why, is this the rhythm of a group fight?"

Everyone kept silent, just looked at me with murderous eyes.

After three seconds.

"Stop! What are you doing? Have you ever done this to Mr. Ji?"

At the entrance, there was a loud shout.

I turned my head.

Berlin, here we come.

Bo Ling's body appeared very timely. Obviously, he calculated the timing well.

From this, I also figured out the purpose of this small round.

Two outcomes.

If I can't fight, I will let the old cat clean it up, and then when my nose is swollen and I am dying,

Welling appeared.

When she shows up, she will scold everyone heavily.Then I started to play the role of the goddess angel, taking care of me meticulously and caringly.

Ha ha……

I'd be an idiot for that.

The second result is this!

Welling will still play the role of peacemaker, and then rush to the ring to persuade.

Who am I?

I am a person who is afraid of minor incidents, but I am broken!

When I saw Wei Ling coming in, I said to the martial arts masters surrounding me: "Come on! Don't listen to her, my hands are still itchy. Come! Come together! One counts as one! Anyway, if you break it I don’t need to lose money, do I!”

I gritted my teeth and rushed forward!

A boy, very close to me, raised his leg recklessly to kick me.

When a person raises his legs, his shoulders will be shorter, and the closer he is, the more people there will be, and the speed of his legs will be slower.

I'm welcome!I don't care what your attitude is, just stretch out your hand and punch him directly on the chin.

Crack, jaw shattered!

The person fell to the ground, covering his chin, hum!

I took another step forward: "Come on, come on, come on again!"

Another one, bloody, probably irritated me.

what……

He rushed forward like crazy.

Leave you!

boom!Feel free to lie down.

I smiled: "Come on, who else, come here!"

This time, no one really dared to move.

Impressed!

I took a deep breath and counted the people in front of me, there were about fourteen more!

I loosened my shoulders and raised my voice and said, "You don't want to fight anymore, do you? Good! I'll fight you! Come... you, come out!"

Everyone was stunned, completely stunned!

While I was speaking, I glanced at Berlin with my eyes.

This young girl stood not far away, resting her chin on her hand, looking at me coldly.

The crowd in front of me moved slightly, and then suddenly six or seven people turned around and ran away.

Three minutes later, I saw these six or seven people come back with two long machetes in their hands.

Knife?

I suddenly felt like looking up and laughing.

You let a Lahong Taoist doctor who has fought with the best khamba man in the whole Tibet to fight with you?

What an international joke?

I crossed my arms and said to the buddy carrying the knife with a smile on my face: "Hey, buddy, will you take the initiative to give me one and let me play with you, or should I do it myself?"

The buddy, with timid eyes, took a small step back.

I said, "Okay, that means, let me get it myself? I'll get it."

After speaking, I moved and walked forward.

At this moment, Wei Ling yelled: "Mr. Ji! I'm sorry! It's enough, enough, it's my incompetence in discipline! I will apologize to you on behalf of everyone."

Welling clasped his fists at me.

I smiled at Wei Ling, then turned around and said to a big man carrying a knife, "Give me your knife."

The big man was stunned.

I shouted: "I said give me your knife!"

The big man was dumbfounded, and trembling, he stretched out his hand and handed the knife to me.

I took the knife, shook my head, turned around suddenly, raised the knife and dropped it, huh!The rope on the arena collapsed and broke.

The rope was broken and the road was cleared. I threw the knife and said to several people: "Knife, this is not for fun! Anyone who wants to learn knife, if you have time, come to me, I promise to let you see that it really belongs to King Gesar. The Khamba saber technique of the era!"

After finishing speaking, I jumped up and jumped down from the ring!

With my feet on the ground, I walked up to Bo Ling and smiled: "I hope, I can hear a reasonable explanation. Otherwise..." I smiled, and I said, "I am really shameless."