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That's right, Ding Xiu gave Robert the feeling of being wild. Putting aside martial arts training, he knew a little bit about everything about modern fighting but was not good at anything.

It was precisely this patchwork of punches that beat him to the point of bleeding from the nose one after another.

Human energy is limited, so Ding Xiu certainly can't do everything.

He just selectively learns and absorbs the advantages and killer moves in modern fighting. He may learn a few moves in boxing, a few in Sanda, unlimited fighting, wrestling, etc. They are all more practical moves.

If he really wanted to be proficient in everything, that would be impossible. He would never be able to finish it in a lifetime if he studied day and night.

And at his level, many moves can be used immediately, and there is no need to learn them all systematically.

At this time, Robert's teammates were looking at Ding Xiu with unkind eyes. Ding Xiu raised his hands and took a few steps back with an innocent look on his face.

Coach Wang ran to the ring and said to Ding Xiu: "Ding Xiu, the national team needs talents like you. Are you interested in boxing on behalf of the national team?"

He didn't report it to his superiors, he had already killed it first and reported it later.

It is impossible for the higher-ups to let go of this kind of talent, so start early and stabilize early.

"Ah." Ding Xiu didn't expect Coach Wang to invite him: "I'm sorry, Coach Wang, I..."

Hearing Ding Xiu's words, Coach Wang secretly thought something was wrong, and quickly interrupted: "Don't worry, you go back and think it over first. I will tell you about the treatment and conditions later, and we'll talk about it if it's okay."

As soon as Ding Xiu opened his mouth, he knew that he was a little hasty.

Such big stars don't lack money or fame. It's hard to impress them. You have to think carefully.

"Thank you, let me think about it." Ding Xiu nodded slightly.

In public, others invited him to join the national team to give him face. It is indeed a bit embarrassing to refuse in person. It is better to talk about this kind of thing in private.

What is certain is that Ding Xiu has no intention of making a living from boxing and joining the national team.

Filming makes money much faster than boxing. Joining the national team is either competing or training all year round. It's a bit boring and not free. There are strict controls on eating and drinking. You can't eat this or drink that. This is not what he wants.

"Think hard, think slowly, think carefully. If you have any concerns, you can raise them. We will definitely solve them if they can be solved..."

Hearing Lao Wang's words, Zhang Lei had a dark face. He didn't get such treatment when he joined the national team, and he had never seen Lao Wang's attitude towards others.

But considering that the target is Ding Xiu, it makes sense.

An Olympic boxing champion who can easily defeat a super heavyweight deserves this kind of treatment.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Ding Xiu joins the team, he will be able to win as many gold medals as he serves for many years.

Zhang Lei glanced at Citizen Zhou. This guy was also a strong man. He swept the 48kg field at home and abroad. He was so weak in winning the gold medal that the team almost didn't treat him as an ancestor.

"boom!"

Robert punched the ground of the ring and said with murderous intent: "Boy, come again!"

When Ding Xiu saw him yelling, he really couldn't bear it: "Why don't we forget it."

After successive blows, the bridge of Robert's nose had been broken into several sections. It was swollen and large, and there was gauze attached to it, which affected some of his vision.

As soon as he took off his gloves, Robert said fiercely: "We have MMA rules this time, do you dare?"

MMA is also known as unrestricted fighting among the people. Although this name is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed very close to unlimited. Except that it cannot attack the lower body, heart, back of the head, and temples, most of the torso can be hit.

The moves are even more varied, not just standing, but also hitting the ground. You can see all kinds of chokeholds, guillotines, and crossbars.

The rules are also larger than Sanda and boxing.

Whether it's sparring or boxing, if both parties hug each other or one party lies down, the referee will separate them again.

MMA doesn't know how to do it. Generally, the fight continues without surrendering. It doesn't matter if the boxer is unconscious. The coach in the audience can help throw the white towel. The referee will step forward and stop the game after seeing it.

Here, we don’t want to count points. We just look at who is standing. The last person standing wins.

In ordinary Sanda or boxing rings, it is rare to see blood. Unlike MMA, someone is carried off in almost every match and blood is sprinkled all over the floor.

Concussions, fractures, injuries to internal organs, bleeding in the urine, and diabetes insipidus are all commonplace.

"Oh, I'm talking about you, why bother?"

As he said this, the corners of Ding Xiu's mouth were already split.

No-limits fighting, he likes it.

"And your shoes, should you take them off?" Robert pointed at Ding Xiu's shoes and said.

He was hit several times on the bridge of his nose. The reason why the injury was so serious was largely related to Ding Xiu's shoes.

Made, this is the first time I see someone wearing Martin boots on the ring.

"It should be." Ding Xiu sat at the edge of the stage and untied the laces of his Martin shoes, leaving only his socks on.

This time, it was completely fair.

Once again, the two faced off.

"Yellow-skinned boy, you succeeded in irritating me, and I want you to pay a heavy price."

"So much nonsense."

"call!"

Robert punched Ding Xiu on the bridge of his nose.

This punch could be regarded as revenge. Ding Xiu hit him on the bridge of the nose repeatedly, which was very humiliating. He wanted to take revenge.

Step up, bend down, cross step sideways, and punch.

Ding Xiu's movements were smooth and smooth, and he punched Robert's side ribs. Robert put his elbow close to his ribs, and the punch hit his forearm.

After successfully defending, Robert sneered: "You really think I'm a fool. I was careless before. I won't underestimate the enemy this time."

After saying that, the uppercut flew out from bottom to top.

Ding Xiu crossed his hands to block, and when he was about to retreat, Robert grabbed his neck.

"boom!"

Due to his height, Robert easily pressed Ding Xiu in front of him, and then repeatedly pushed his knees into his lower abdomen and chin.

It is better to receive ten punches than one elbow; it is better to receive ten elbows than one knee.

As one of the stiffest parts of the body, the knee is very lethal. For professional athletes, if the knee hits someone, it will basically be a KO.

Ding Xiu was able to block the first few attacks with his forearms, but later he discovered that Robert's knees were like heavy cannons and were too powerful for him to block with his forearms, so he resorted to using the tip of his elbow to block them.

Knees and elbows collide, and it's a matter of who can hold it first.

It's like a hammer versus an iron cone, the competition is who is stronger.

"It's over. Brother Xiu's condition is not good. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive a few more blows." Citizen Zhou said worriedly.

Knees versus elbows, one attack and one defense. In the final analysis, the knees are stronger. Robert's height and weight are also advantages.

As far as the current situation is concerned, with just a few more strikes, Ding Xiu's defense will be broken. The outcome waiting for him is either being kneed in the lower abdomen or being pushed to the chin. No matter which one it is, it is a inevitable defeat. .

Coach Wang stared at the stage the whole time, squinting his eyes and said: "Not necessarily, please pay attention to Robert's expression."

Robert, who was supposed to be in a good situation, did not look happy. He frowned and attacked again and again, with a painful expression on his eyebrows.

"Look at Ding Xiu's elbow position again."

Coach Wang reminded.

"Hey, so accurate?" Zhang Lei said in surprise.

The position of Ding Xiu's lower elbow was very precise, and every move landed just above Robert's knee, where the flesh was.

In other words, it was Robert who used his thigh to hold Ding Xiu's elbow.

No wonder there is a painful expression.

It stands to reason that this would not happen, because Ding Xiu is the passive party, and the rhythm should be following Robert. It is up to him to decide when to take the knee.

But Ding Xiu took aim, and every blow landed on his thigh, as if he had seen a ghost.

After watching it for a while, Wu Bing said: "It's not accurate, it was Ding Xiu who predicted Robert's movements and struck later. This wave has been stabilized, and the stalemate will soon be..."

Before he finished speaking, the situation had changed.

Ding Xiu hit him hard with his elbow, causing pain to Robert. Now his thigh was covered in bruises and bruises.

Before he could react, Ding Xiu reached out with his big hand, grabbed Robert's shoulders, twisted his body, and got into his arms.

Bow down, shake hands, throw over the shoulder.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Robert's back hit the ground. Fortunately, his head didn't hit the ground, otherwise he would have been concussed and wouldn't have been able to escape.

Even so, Robert felt as if his internal organs were displaced, and he felt very blocked and unspeakably uncomfortable.

Without letting go of his grasping arms, Ding Xiu raised his legs and straddled the middle, twisting his body down to form a simple cross.

After gently breaking it apart, there was only a crisp sound, followed by a sound like a slaughtering pig.

"Ah!!" Robert couldn't help but scream when his arm was broken. In order to get out of the predicament, he raised his foot and kicked Ding Xiu in the face while lying on the ground.

Ding Xiu grabbed his foot and twisted it again.

But he didn't succeed, because while he was twisting, Robert's body turned clockwise.

"It's interesting." Ding Xiu smiled, then sat directly on Robert and punched him in the face: "You're the one who calls me Robert."

"You said you wanted to challenge me?"

"Aren't you awesome?"

"come!"

After Bang Bang punched him four or five times, Robert's brain was confused and went blank. All the newly stitched stitches on the bridge of his nose fell apart. Two tubes of nosebleed spurted wildly. The teeth in his mouth broke everywhere, and several of them were swallowed along with the nosebleeds. .

"stop!"

"stop!"

"Pause, pause now."

"We surrender!"

Ding Xiu's speed was too fast. From being thrown over his shoulder to Bang Bang's four or five punches, it only took a few seconds in total.

Thinking that Robert could counterattack, his teammates wanted to wait a few more seconds to wait and see, but they didn't expect that it would be a one-sided situation.

A tall man of 1.9 meters and 90 kilograms was being beaten and beaten like this. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have dared to believe it?

The most important thing is that he gave up the fighting method he was good at again and again, and in the end he lost so miserably.

I can’t say that Robert is good, I can only say that Ding Xiu is too strong.

"Huh!" Ding Xiu breathed out, grabbed the white towel thrown by Robert's teammate from the audience and wiped the blood on his hands: "Button!"

Youku.com, netizens laughed.

"God damn the buckle."

"Ding Xiu understands English."

"The master of Chinese martial arts fights against the Western boxing champion. When the movie is released, I will watch it again."

"The man lying down was named Robert. He passed away peacefully."

"Hahaha, I used to watch his Olympic interviews and he was very arrogant. But now he is better and he has been taught how to behave."

"It seems that boxing champions are not very good at fighting. Sure enough, those who score points are not good at it."

"It's not that Ding Xiu is too strong, it's that Robert is too weak. You can tell by his movements that he is not proficient in MMA. If he fights with a wild guy like Ding Xiu, he will lose sooner or later."

"First it was boxing, then Sanda, and then MMA. Robert didn't lose unfairly. His level is still quite high, but Ding Xiu is a bit fierce."

Boxing, Sanda, and MMA are all more open in terms of rules, but the more open they are, the better the boxer is. In the final analysis, the tracks are different, and there are completely different fighting styles.

Netizens are right about one thing. Robert is not proficient in Sanda and MMA. If he had stuck to boxing, he might have had some chances.

But letting go of the rules is even more powerful for a wild man like Ding Xiu.

Of course, Ding Xiu is also very powerful. Although his attack moves are average and not very flashy, if you look carefully, you can see that his calmness and stability throughout the whole process are not what ordinary people have.

What does this mean? It means that the victory is guaranteed and there is no need to worry at all.

"Mr. Ding, what do you want to say most at this moment?"

"The Chinese martial arts are awesome!"

"Teacher Ding, how do you evaluate Robert's strength?"

"generally."

"Teacher Ding, would you consider becoming a boxer in the future?"

"It's hard to say. It depends on fate."

"Excuse me, give me a moment."

As soon as Ding Xiu finished the fight, dozens of reporters from the media gathered around him, and spectators also rushed to the ring. Suddenly, the ring was surrounded by three layers inside and three outside.

Outside the boxing gym, there were cheers all over the place.

"Fuck, where are my shoes?"

When Ding Xiu turned around, he couldn't find the Martin shoes he had placed under the stage. Somebody who had been stabbed a thousand times had taken them away.

Half an hour later, in the boxing gym lounge, Ding Xiu took the flip-flops that Zhao Liying bought temporarily and put them on.

"Have the people dispersed outside?"

"A small number of people are gone, but most of them are still there."

After half an hour, people still didn't disperse. Ding Xiu was surprised: "Brother, are you so popular now?"

Zhao Liying couldn't help laughing: "It's really popular. Believe it or not, you never go out, and there are people who never leave."

The reason why people outside didn't leave was not entirely due to Ding Xiu, but because Wang Baoqiang, Wu Jing and the others were still waiting there.

One of these two is a well-known kung fu boy once upon a time, and the other is a popular star and countless grassroots idols. There are still many people who like them.

It'll all be waiting for signatures.

"Then tell them that I have left."

Ding Xiu didn't want these fans to wait.

Zhao Liying: "I think you should talk to Brother Baoqiang and Brother Wu Jing, they are still at the scene."

"Fuck, I'm telling you." Ding Xiu laughed and said, "Call them over."

Zhao Liying went out, and after a while, Wu Jing and a group of more than a dozen people came over, and they all praised them when they met.

"Brother Xiu, you are awesome. You are so impressive today. Next time you have the chance to show off, let me show it off."

"Brother Xiu, teach me your skills. Let me do such small things from now on."

Only Wu Jing and Wang Baoqiang can say such things.

Zhang Lei and Citizen Zhou were speechless and didn't know what to say, because they had the least confidence in Ding Xiu from the beginning.

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