Kung Fu Way: Point of No End Chapter 23: The fist is the highest, and the back is the highest.

The twenty-third chapter is the highest in the fist and the blessing of the gods

Su Jie quickly calmed down.

Although he suffered a few blows, he did not lose his combat effectiveness. Su Jie knew that it was his carelessness. It seemed that the opponent didn't have any strength, so he didn't deal with it with all his strength, so he was at a disadvantage in an instant and was almost cut down by the opponent's three-handed axe.

"Fighting is an instant matter. Even if you are a master, if you don’t pay attention, you may be stunned by the weak. This is especially important in street fights. It seems that I am not doing very well. Bring your spirits up."

After Su Jie calmed down, it was extraordinary. He watched carefully and opened the distance, and discovered that although Peng Haidong is fast and has heavy hand lashing power, his physical fitness is not as good as Huang Bo.

Peng Haidong's advantage is the kind of force technique, fast speed, cold and crunchy, and the strength to fight far.

But no matter how far you go, it's not as good as a gun. Su Jie, who had undergone knife and gun training, could soon dodge Peng Haidong's attack.

Two minutes later, Peng Haidong's speed slowed down, and his physical strength dropped sharply.

This is the difference between professional and non-professional.

Su Jie's physical strength is very good, but he has received the world's best fighting coach for shaping physical fitness training, especially horizontal training has brought him the longest endurance.

When Peng Haidong's physical fitness was declining and his movements were slow, Su Jie finally seized the opportunity, drilling and flopping again.

However, Su Jie didn't use his full strength this time. Instead, he collected three points. When he slapped Peng Haidong's face, he used push instead of digging.

Peng Haidong's eyes were dark for a while, and his chest was squeezed by a huge force, and he fell to the ground.

After he fell to the ground, he quickly slapped the ground with his hands to represent the abandonment of the game.

"Su Jiesheng!"

The referee announced.

According to the MMA rules, even after falling to the ground, you can use boxing, but you can't kick it. In addition, you can also use Jiu-Jitsu to surrender.

But Peng Haidong has a lot of experience. It's just a small game. There is no need to fight to death. In the case of obvious physical exhaustion, it is nothing to admit defeat directly.

Winning two games in a row, Su Jie fell vigorously. His stamina is abundant, thanks to Ou Deli's good training, otherwise Nie Shuang would not value him so much.

"Do you want to fight again?" When Su Jie told the referee what he meant, many audience members were talking.

The people who come here to watch the small arena are all practicers and professionals, including professional players, school coaches, and other powerful figures from other martial arts schools.

"Lao Li, this is a good seed."

In the special audience area, there are a few elderly people and a few middle-aged people watching. It is obvious that they are all respected seniors or leaders of the martial arts school.

One of the old men nodded and talked to the other old man.

"This child is well-developed, has a lot of physical strength, and has first-rate psychological quality. Although the technique is immature, it is very authentic, not to be exaggerated. It is the trick to **** the head repeatedly, which is the most rare. Ninety-nine percent Young people love the new and dislike the old, are greedy and not bad. They learn techniques everywhere, but the last one is not good at practice." The old man named Lao Li was obviously highly respected. He observed Su Jie and hit the nail on the head.

"If this seedling is a student of Minglun Wushu School, it will definitely shine within two or three years. Lao Li, do you want to dig this seedling into your Yangming Wushu school?" Someone took the opportunity Question: "If you don't do it, I can do it. It is not easy to find a good seedling now. It is not only smart, but also able to endure hardship, but also good physical fitness. Difficult, difficult, difficult."

"Look at the opportunity." Lao Li was still watching Su Jie's actions, as if he was looking at a piece of uncut jade. This is the way the teacher sees the kind of talented students: "Peng Haidong's strong back fist training It's not bad, cold and crunchy, but the physical fitness is a little bit worse. The superstition and luck of literary practice can deal with ordinary people with coldness, but they will suffer if they encounter hard stubbornness. This son of Lao Peng Little cleverness has a way, but he doesn’t want to suffer, so he will suffer."

"Lao Peng's Tongbei boxing is a must. The one who practiced kung fu back then was bitter. His son didn't want to endure hardship, but he trained with Tongbei strength. This is also a wonderful work."

"Compared to this student named Su Jie, Xiao Peng is much worse."

Su Jie didn't know that his two games were favored by many martial arts school leaders.

These big guys don't know how many martial arts fighters they have cultivated. They have a vicious eye for finding good seedlings.

Of course, not to mention martial arts and fighting. The same is true for reading. Good students are rushed by teachers in many classes and schools. Su Jie himself was also robbed like this. When he was promoted from junior high school, he was ranked first in the entire region. One qualified.

"The third round! Su Jie vs. Wu Cheng!"

At this time, after an examination, the doctor confirmed that he could continue, and the referee only arranged for the third game.

"Wu Cheng is a professional player and a member of the provincial team. He has played many professional games. Although he did not enter the national competition, he is also among the top in the province."

"If he goes on, this young man will be out of play, and the three-game winning streak will end."

"Wu Cheng has conducted extremely intense training this time. He wants to prepare for the next national trials and is expected to be able to enter the national team. This time he is also here to warm up."

When Su Jie's opponent Wu Cheng appeared this time, there was a small sensation on the scene.

"This person is so strong." Su Jie saw Wu Cheng come in, and he didn't know how to chill in his heart. He doesn't look at the other person's body or movements, he instinctively feels that he is definitely not an opponent.

Wu Cheng is a young man in his twenties, but there is no childishness on his face. He is replaced by Lao La.

This professional player is wearing shorts, topless, with a layer of oil smeared on his body, the skin is shiny with bronze, the muscles are also scaly like, more delicate, especially the waist, the ribs are up to the hips, and the waist is fast Shrinking, there is a thrilling sense of lines, just like the kind of wolfdog that runs frequently, this is a typical male dog waist.

"Go!"

The referee gave an order.

Su Jie and Wu Chengcheng began to confront each other.

Wu Chenggong is a professional player, without any temptation, fast sliding forward, false left and right movements, it is impossible to tell which side is virtual and which is real.

Su Jie's distance is still the old way, not close to him.

Even professional players have one head, two shoulders, hands and feet, and no three heads and six arms.

Furthermore, Su Jie and Ou Deli often feed, and Wu Cheng and Ou Deli are still worse than two or three grades.

Su Jie faced Wu Cheng and kept running away. As soon as the opponent came close, he ran in the opposite direction without thinking of attacking. He still followed the method of dealing with Huang Bo, letting the opponent feel impetuous and seize the opportunity. .

What about professional players?

The octagonal cage is a bit big, as long as you just run away, you still have a lot of room for maneuver.

For five full minutes, Su Jie didn't even think of counterattack, but kept running away. Of course, when he was escaping, he was also looking for opportunities.

However, there is no chance.

Wu Cheng has no expression on his face, seems to be mechanical, constantly besieging and intercepting, and his physical fitness is very good. Sometimes his fists and legs even hit Su Jie's hands and legs, but he just didn't get it.

Wu Cheng's fists and legs are very heavy, very heavy, and he deserves to be a professional player. The place where Su Jie was beaten swelled up, but he always protected his vitals and was not knocked out.

"Time is up."

Soon, five minutes passed.

The referee announced: "Su Jie, a passive match, a loss."

"I'm a negative match?" Su Jie knew that he had lost, because the points were awarded, but it was a negative match.

After he walked out of the octagonal cage, he checked it with his mobile phone and found that during the game, if he blindly flees and does not fight back, resulting in a lack of viewing pleasure, then the running side will be judged as a passive game.

Negative matches are very serious. It is not as simple as a loss, or even a ban and loss of professional qualifications in the future.

After all, even if it’s an arena fighting, it must be watchful. This is a sport, not a real fight.

In real battles, no matter what method you use, survival is the best.

"It seems that I am still not suitable for professional fighting. However, occasionally participating in this kind of fighting competition is good for training martial arts." Su Jie was sentenced to lose because of the "negative competition"~ IndoMTL.com~ The professional mind is even weaker.

Professional fighting is not the path he is going to take, it is just a part of the adjustment in life.

But he knew that he had promised Oudli that he would play a few professional tournaments in his name in the future, so Su Jie should also start preparing now.

Back to the dormitory, rubbed the lumps on my body with the active oil, breathed and relaxed.

After that, the sound of the receipt came from his mobile phone, four thousand yuan.

Bonus for two victories.

"It's not bad, making money so fast? But it doesn't work if you don't have the strength." Su Jie recalled the three games. In the first game, he won with patience. In the second game, his opponent was exhausted. In the third game, he was completely defeated. NS. That professional player Wu Cheng, whether it is technical, physical stamina, or psychological quality, is above himself.

In the third battle, he learned a lot of experience.

With satisfaction, he fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, he woke up on time and found that his bruises and swelling had subsided a lot, but there was still a dull pain in some places.

He still does his own training, physical fitness, strength, and moves. For a whole day, sweating and enthusiasm, I went to smash the flies on the glass at night, and then I went to the blind uncle for a massage.

"Did you go to the competition yesterday? There are a lot of contusions in the soft tissues of your body. After I massage you, I will give you an acupuncture test." Uncle Blind seems to have found one of the best experimental products. Also happy.

"Acupuncture and moxibustion experiment?" Su Jie was a little confused, but he knew that this was something good for him.

"This acupuncture experiment is also very painful, and only you can stand it." Uncle Blind began to help Su Jie press.

After some hell-like pain, and replaced by ecstasy, Su Jie's massage of Uncle Blind is now very happy.