What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 28 28. Triangular Lock

Brother Qiang fell to the ground and was dazed for a few seconds, but his mind was a little clearer.

Everyone was surprised, with infinite sadness in their eyes, and it hurts just looking at it.

The two little brothers rushed to the stage immediately to see how Brother Qiang was injured, whether it was serious or not, and whether he should go to the hospital.

Brother Qiang waved his hands again and again, signaling them not to be nervous.

After a while, he finally recovered.

"Well... very good," Brother Qiang stopped others from coming to the stage to help him to the hospital with his hands, and stood up relying on his own hands and perseverance.

He tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and faced the younger brothers and sisters below, "Xiao Ling just demonstrated a very good demonstration of how girls should defend themselves. Attacking vital points is the most effective in actual combat against hooligans."

He stood up straight, moved his legs and walked a few steps, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he stood in front of Jiang Xiaoling again.

"I didn't get the point right just now."

"One more time." Brother Qiang yelled loudly, "This time, you are not allowed to insert eyes, kick crotch and lock throat, and then see if you can beat me."

I have to say that Brother Qiang is such a simple and persistent man, he will get up from wherever he falls, and he must teach hard to the end in class, and he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

It is also by virtue of such tenacious tenacity that he has come to the present.

After being unable to make dirty tricks, the body becomes the biggest bargaining chip.

"Oh."

Jiang Xiaoling grumbled expressionlessly, then suddenly took a step forward, and punched Brother Qiang's face with his right fist.

Brother Qiang felt the faint vibration from the floor, and the whirlwind brought out by the opponent's fist, and his heart suddenly moved.

This little girl looked like a trainer at first glance, her fist moves were simple and unpretentious, and she was more of an actual combat type.

With the obvious physical gap, Brother Qiang felt that Jiang Xiaoling couldn't hurt him at all.

With years of experience, Brother Qiang blocked her with both hands inward, ready to block her attack, and then grabbed her wrist.

"what?"

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xiaoling's fist suddenly accelerated, piercing through between his two hands.

Boom.

Brother Qiang's bridge of nose snapped.

"uh-huh."

Brother Qiang snorted, and was beaten as if he took a step back.

He had a lot of experience in being beaten, although he felt that Jiang Xiaoling's fists were a little weirdly fast, but he didn't lose his fighting power immediately.

Brother Qiang grabbed Jiang Xiaoling's wrist with a backhand.

The figure in front of him flickered, Jiang Xiaoling's hands sank, the whole person rolled up in the air, and kicked a whirlwind kick at Brother Qiang.

Brother Qiang raised his head in astonishment, only to see a black shadow flash past.

With a bang, Brother Qiang fell heavily to the ground.

KO!

"Brother Qiang! Brother Qiang, are you okay?!"

"Fuck, this newcomer is a fighting champion, right?"

"It's not what we can do with her two slaps just now."

"Unable to catch up with the dust."

……

Xia Yuan shook his head, saying that Brother Qiang kicked the steel plate with his kick.

Jiang Xiaoling used the facts to prove that it is possible for a relatively weaker opponent to defeat a taller opponent.

This conclusion should have been unearthed when Brother Qiang talked about flooring techniques, but he didn't expect it to be proved by Jiang Xiaoling so quickly.

However, Xia Yuan realized another thing——

The fighting ability that Jiang Xiaoling showed just now is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although relatively small in size, Jiang Xiaoling's reaction ability and explosive power are not weaker than Brother Qiang at all.

But Jiang Xiaoling is obviously not like a blood race, and is much weaker than Ying Sitong in terms of ability. According to Xia Yuan's estimation, she may not be as good as herself who has blood blood.

……

Brother Qiang fell on the ring, covering his face with his hands in pain.

It's not because of the pain in the body, but because of the bleeding in the heart.

Having practiced martial arts for many years, experienced hundreds of battles, the bridge of the nose has been broken and reconnected countless times, this kind of pain is nothing.

Because of Jiang Xiaoling's critical attack just now, Brother Qiang's self-esteem fell to the bottom and fell to pieces.

In the next 1 minute, Brother Qiang stood up with difficulty and completed the process of re-splicing.

"Very well, let me show you some of the new skills I have learned."

Brother Qiang made a demonstration to Jiang Xiaoling, please step down.

Jiang Xiaoling bowed to Brother Qiang, pulled away the side rope and walked down.

After the battle just now, Brother Qiang has already realized one point——

Jiang Xiaoling really couldn't beat him.

Brother Qiang scanned the crowd with his eyes, and finally picked Xia Yuan.

"Xia Yuan, come up and cooperate with me."

Xia Yuan was brought out by him alone. Brother Qiang knows him well, so the embarrassing thing just now should not happen.

"it is good."

Xia Yuan agreed, pulled the side rope and got in.

"In most cases, it is not possible to defeat the enemy with one move in actual combat. Often, two people will wrestle together and become a situation where both of them fall to the ground."

Brother Qiang was doing a theoretical explanation, and then he lay down on the ground first, and motioned Xia Yuan to sit on him.

"Then in this situation, the person under the pressure is very weak, Xia Yuan, come and hit me."

"Oh."

Xia Yuan punched him in the face very cooperatively, because it was a demonstration, so the speed of punching was very slow.

"At times like this, we can hold each other's fists like this."

Brother Qiang grabbed Xia Yuan's hand with both hands and pulled it towards him.

"Then step on his crotch with two feet, and this foot should be lifted quickly to reach his shoulder."

Brother Qiang clasped Xia Yuan's left shoulder with one foot, and clasped his right shoulder with the other.

"This is the triangle lock in MMA."

Brother Qiang continued to explain, "If my feet are buckled inward, it may cause the opponent to suffocate to death. In many situations where the weak is against the strong, it is important to make good use of the branch line and make your own weight an important weapon. The heart of MMA."

Everyone nodded frequently, indicating that they had learned something new.

"Okay, Xia Yuan, try to see if you can break free. If you can't stand it, you can slap the floor quickly, and I will let you go."

Xia Yuan nodded, obviously feeling the power of the triangle lock.

His held hands seemed to be firmly fixed, and the leg clamps on both sides made him breathless.

He recalled the clips of similar fighting scenes he had seen before, and then his legs suddenly exerted force——

Brother Qiang was taken aback, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, Brother Qiang's body lightened and was lifted up by Xia Yuan.

Mom!
How did Laozi manage to weigh 200 kilograms?
I haven't seen him for two months, has this kid's waist strength become so terrifying?
Boom.

The arena shook.

Brother Qiang was lifted up and fell to the ground, his eyes were darkened, and he let go of Xia Yuan's legs.

……

(End of this chapter)