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"Don't say I bully you, I'll give you three moves."

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

He was afraid that Ding Xiu would not admit defeat.

It would be pointless to simply give in to the three moves first, and then it would be pointless to try to cheat after losing to this point.

Ding Xiu was stunned: "Are you sure?"

"Come on, stop talking."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

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

Taking two steps back, Ding Xiu bent down, rushed down the mountain with a tiger's eye and rushed in front of Lu Huiguang in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he tapped his toes on the ground, raised his legs, and twisted his waist.

Seeing this posture, Lu Huiguang, a master of kick kicks, didn't know that he was raising his legs to sweep him.

He took half a step back with his right foot, keeping his fists still on his chin, and stared at Ding Xiu's movements.

"call!"

Along with the sound of wind, Ding Xiu raised his leg and swept over. In the blink of an eye, Lu Huiguang covered his left ear with both hands.

If it were in the ring, he would definitely not bear it forcefully, but would choose to lean back and retreat to avoid this kick.

Because anyone who can fight with him is either a boxing champion or a master. No matter how hard he is, he will lose every move and he will lose. If you can't avoid it, what awaits you is a violent storm of attacks.

But Ding Xiu was different. He was just a young man who had practiced martial arts and wanted to test his strength with this kick.

He could already imagine Ding Xiu's shock and solemn expression after he easily lifted the leg off.

With the corner of his mouth raised, Ding Xiu swept out his leg and did not attack Lu Huiguang's head. Instead, he bent it in the air and traced it along the tip of his nose.

"Fuck you!"

After being feinted, Lu Huiguang's eyelids twitched. Knowing what was waiting for him, he immediately took a deep breath and tightened the muscles in his chest.

After the leg sweep landed, Ding Xiu twisted his waist and kicked out with the other leg.

This is a more common chain kick in fighting.

The first kick can be real or weak. If it is the latter, you need to turn around and add another kick.

Normally, if the opponent takes the first kick forcefully, he will protect his head like Lu Huiguang did.

At the same time, the chest part is empty.

"boom!"

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

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

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

Gently patting the chest pad, Lu Huiguang said: "It's a small matter."

With his ability to withstand blows, let alone cushioning, it might not be a problem even if he actually carries it on his body.

Judging from the kick just now, Ding Xiu's strength is still good, he is not a showman, and his trip was not in vain.

"Really? I only used 20% of my strength." Ding Xiu stood upright: "Since this is the case, then I will be serious next time."

I have never seen such a boastful person. Lu Huiguang didn't believe it at all: "Come anyway."

The next second, a sharp whip hit 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 hit the arm for real.

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

What the hell.

Are all young people so fierce now?

The pain in his arm made him gasp. If he had reacted slower, he would have been lying down.

"One more trick."

In the third move, Ding Xiu uses the whip kick as before.

This time, Lu Huiguang didn't take the attack stupidly. He leaned back to avoid it. After taking two steps back, he shouted: "Three moves passed."

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

Stepping on the ground, Lu Huiguang relaxed: "Young man, that's not how the whip kick is done."

Ding Xiu said: "Then you teach me."

The style of fighting just now was a modern fighting method. He learned it by watching TV and just kicking and playing.

Lu Huiguang asked him to do three moves, but he didn't take it seriously, so he used three kicks to warm up.

"The tuition may be a bit expensive." Lu Huiguang said and rushed towards Ding Xiu. The tuition he mentioned was an injury.

He jumped up, rotated his body 360 degrees, and with the sound of wind, whipped his legs hard.

This is called whip legs.

Ding Xiu's one has no technical content at all.

Through the rotation of the body, the whole body's strength is concentrated on the legs, so that such a blow is powerful.

Looking at the leg that was no less powerful than his own, Ding Xiu originally planned not to move, but waited for the leg to sweep over before ducking down to avoid it.

This move is powerful, but its weaknesses are also obvious in his opinion. The most dangerous thing is in the air among people, because there are too many gaps in the body.

Looking at the leg sweeping over his head, Ding Xiu kicked Lu Huiguang in the back before he could fall.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Lu Huiguang felt the muscles on his waist tighten. This was from years of fighting experience, a bit like the cicada waking up to the autumn wind in martial arts before it arrives.

Without thinking, he turned around, hugged Ding Xiu's legs with both hands, and bent his waist to leave some space in his abdomen.

As expected, he hugged.

The power is a bit strong. If it is hit, even two bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Pills won't help.

Worried that Ding Xiu would jump up and sweep him over with his other leg, Lu Huiguang immediately used one hand and struck down with his elbow, aiming at Ding Xiu's thigh above the knee.

Unable to move in the face of danger, Ding Xiu bent his caught leg and pulled Lu Huiguang forward half a step. He deflected his knee and used his knee to push against the falling elbow.

It is also one of the hardest parts of the human body. The strength of the knee is no worse than that of the elbow, or even stronger.

With an elbow falling, Lu Huiguang felt like he was being pushed against an iron plate. He didn't even expect Ding Xiu to be able to break through it like this, and his eyes nearly popped out for a moment.

Without any time to think, Lu Huiguang turned around and hit Ding Xiu with an elbow. This time it was Ding Xiu's head.

Without even taking a step back, Ding Xiu stretched out his hand to block him.

The next second, Lu Huiguang raised her knees to attack his lower abdomen. Ding Xiu pressed down with his palms and forced him back.

Being suppressed everywhere, Lu Huiguang's eyes turned red, and he couldn't care too much. He gritted his teeth and used his hand as a knife to chop at Ding Xiu's forehead.

When he used to exercise, he could break bricks with this knife.

Calmly, Ding Xiu tilted his head and lowered the knife towards his shoulder.

Just when Lu Huiguang thought he was going to carry it with his shoulders, Ding Xiu's right hand came out from Lu Huiguang's armpit and went straight to his chin, faster than a knife.

The knife just touched the clothes on the shoulder, and the glove had already reached the chin.

Ding Xiu had used this move against Wu Jing before, but he was not wearing gloves at that time and it was slightly more powerful.

"Bang bang!"

Lu Huiguang couldn't stop falling backwards, and in her mind she could only hear the sound of her upper and lower teeth clashing.

Fortunately, I was wearing a mouth guard, otherwise my front teeth would have been gone in just this moment.

Compared to Wu Jing, a professional boxer like Lu Huiguang has much stronger reflexes and ability to withstand blows. With the help of gloves and head protection, it only took him a few steps to regain his balance.

Seeing Ding Xiu raising his leg again, Lu Huiguang, who was feeling frightened in his heart, didn't know where he got the strength to sprint over, put his foot on Ding Xiu's thigh, and pressed him down politely.

It's not over yet. With the help of this force, his knees are still rising, aiming at Ding Xiu's jaw.

Raising his head, Ding Xiu protected his chin with one hand, caught his knee and hugged his calf, and then performed a sweeping kick with his backhand.

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

From beginning to end, he was completely tortured.

Every move is restricted and every leg is caught, which is called being able to do it with ease.

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

At this level, it's obviously just teasing him.

He also told me to give him three moves. If he really tried his best, he might not be able to withstand even one move.

"Are you coming again?"

Ding Xiu's unhurried voice came. Lu Huiguang 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'm a Muay Thai player. It's inconvenient to wear gloves. I couldn't show my strength before."

"What a coincidence. I also find it inconvenient to wear it." Ding Xiu took off the gloves and lost the chest pad and head protection.

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

Those who practice martial arts spend half of their time on their fists, and they can't show their strength even with gloves on.

For example, the punch given to Lu Huiguang's chin before was actually a palm. Without the use of gloves, the power would be at least doubled.

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

Ding Xiu dared to use all his equipment, but he didn't.

Chest pads and head protection should still be retained. After all, I am older and cannot compare to young people like them.

Unknowingly, Lu Huiguang began to find reasons to comfort herself.

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

"Haha, what a small trick."

If you lose, don't lose the formation. Don't blame the outcome. You can't lose in terms of momentum.

As soon as Lu Huiguang said her harsh words, Ding Xiu said with relief, "This makes me feel relieved."

After opening the Bajiquan frame, Ding Xiu also used his elbow in front of him. Unlike Lu Huiguang, his elbow was upright, while Lu Huiguang's elbow was horizontal.

One is attack and the other is defense.

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

In the RV, Zhao Liying was so anxious that she called Zhang Jizhong on Ding Xiu's cell phone.

When she met someone who was looking for trouble, she would start a fight. She was worried about Ding Xiu, so she called Zhang Jizhong immediately.

At this time, Zhang Jizhong, who had nothing to do, was drinking tea with Cheng Long on the Shinhwa crew.

"What?" After receiving the call, Zhang Jizhong was furious: "Ding Xiu and Brother Cheng Long's bodyguard got into a fight?"

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

No one responded.

Not really.

Zhang Jizhong stood up: "Hurry over and take a look. Don't let anything happen."

How could Cheng Long drink tea at this time? His bodyguard challenged the cast and crew to a duel. He was also a well-known artist. As the boss, he couldn't get rid of this problem.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and don't let anything happen to Ding Xiu."

Zhang Jizhong glanced at him: "I'm afraid something will happen to your bodyguard."

What were you thinking, could something happen to Ding Xiu?

Having collaborated on several dramas, he knew better than anyone how much Ding Xiu weighed. With his martial arts skills, usually three or five people would be beaten when faced with him.

Now he was afraid that Ding Xiu had already knocked him down if he arrived late, and the crew would have to lose money by then.

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

Although their fields are different, one is in movies and the other is in TV series, and 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 something will happen to Ding Xiu."

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

But I have always heard that the Sanda boxing champion he fought back then is real or not, and I don’t know how high his level is.

But he had seen Lu Huiguang's performance in real life.

In the 1990s, this Muay Thai champion blocked countless troubles by his side. When facing ordinary people, he was like punching a primary school student, punching one after another.

Even if Ding had practiced, he might not be able to withstand the beating.

Muay Thai is very brutal, with all the strikes from elbows and knees. Lu Huiguang has broken countless banana trees with his kicks over the past few decades.

He has no eyes for fists and feet, and sometimes he can't hold back his hands, and it's easy to get into trouble.

"Muay Thai champion?" Zhang Jizhong breathed a sigh of relief: "That should last a little longer. There's still time."

Hearing Zhang Dabeard belittle his bodyguard one after another, Cheng Long couldn't bear it: "Are you so confident?"

"That's because you don't understand Ding Xiu. No one in our crew is good enough to fight him."

Wen Wu was first and Wu Wu was second. Once he heard that Ding Xiu was great, Wu Xing liked to compete with each other when doing tricks.

No matter how hard he tried, no one could beat Ding Xiu, and he couldn't move away even with a single move.

Sometimes two or three people go together.

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

There is a story on the Internet that when Ding Xiu was still working in Beijing Film Studio, he once chopped down dozens of gangsters with a knife. When Zhang Jizhong first heard it, it was as if he was hearing a myth, and he didn't believe even half of the punctuation points.

After seeing Ding Xiu fighting against Wu Xing in the group, he believed it.

"Real or false." Cheng Long didn't believe it.

"Oh, you will 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 the bunk bed. At this time, Ding Xiu and Lu Huiguang were sitting in the living room drinking.

The two were chatting and laughing, very harmonious, and there was no trace of a fight.

"Guangzai!" Cheng Long shouted.

Lu Huiguang turned his head, half of his eyes looked like panda eyes, toilet paper was stuffed in his nostrils, his mouth was open, one front tooth was missing, and his speech was leaky.

"Cauldron."

Damn it!

Cheng Long and Zhang Jizhong were shocked.

"What's wrong with you?"

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

It was the first time Cheng Long saw someone who could get a panda's eye out of his body after a fall. Looking at Ding Xiu again, it was all right.

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

Putting down the red wine glass, Ding Xiu wiped his mouth: "What is fighting? We are making friends with each other through martial arts."

He glanced at Lu Huiguang and continued: "It's normal for people who practice martial arts to have some bumps and bruises."

"Yes, yes." Lu Huiguang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "We are just competing normally, it's nothing serious."

Cheng Longqiang smiled and said to Ding Xiu: "My brother from the Cheng family class is ignorant and has caused you trouble. I will treat you to a drink some other time to make amends. Guangzi, come back with me."

Holding on to the table, Lu Huiguang stood up and limped out of the car.

Cheng Long's mouth twitched.

When the fight ended like this, there was no one left, it was really embarrassing for him.

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