Chapter Twenty-Three: The Fist Is Inferior, God Blesses the Back, and the Back is the Highest

Su Zheng quickly calmed down.

Although he took a few hits, he did not lose his combat effectiveness. Su Zai knew that he was careless, and it seemed that the other party had no strength, so he didn't treat it with all his strength, so he was at a disadvantage in an instant, and was almost cut down by the opponent's three-plate axe.

"Fighting is an instantaneous thing, even if you are a master, if you don't pay attention, you may be stunned by the weak in one go. This is especially important in street fights, and it seems that I am not doing very well and not being able to lift my spirits all the time. ”

After Su Zheng calmed down, it was extraordinary. He carefully observed, opened the distance, and found that although Peng Haidong was very fast and had a heavy hand whip, his physical fitness was not as good as Huang Bo.

Peng Haidong's advantage is the kind of power technique, fast speed, cold and crisp and far-reaching.

But no matter how far you hit, it's not as good as a knife or gun. After training in knives and guns, Su Zheng will soon be able to dodge Peng Haidong's attack.

After two minutes like this, Peng Haidong's speed slowed down, and his physical strength dropped significantly.

That's the difference between a professional and a non-professional.

Su Zai's physical strength is very good, he is the one who has received physical training from the world's best martial arts instructors, especially the horizontal kung fu has brought him the longest stamina.

When Peng Haidong's physical fitness declined and his movements were slow, Su Zheng finally seized the opportunity, drilled and pounced, and it was another hoe.

However, Su Zheng did not use all his strength this time, but collected three points, and when the slap hit Peng Haidong's face, he used to push, not dig.

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

After he fell to the ground, he hurriedly slapped the ground with his hand, representing the abandonment of the game.

"Su Zhengsheng!"

The referee announced.

In fact, according to MMA rules, even after falling to the ground, you can use boxing, but you can't kick it. In addition to this, Jiu-Jitsu can also be used for submissions.

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

After winning two games in a row, Su Zheng was also full of fighting spirit. He has a lot of physical energy, thanks to Oudeli's good training, otherwise Nie Shuang wouldn't value him so much.

"Do you want to fight again?" When Su Zai said what he meant to the referee, many viewers were discussing.

The people who come here to watch the small ring matches are all practitioners and professionals, and there is not even a shortage of professional players, school coaches, and other powerful people from martial arts schools.

"Lao Li, this is a good seedling. ”

In the special audience area, there are several old men, and a few middle-aged people are also watching, obviously they are all respected seniors, or leaders of martial arts schools.

One of the old men nodded again and again, and spoke to the other old man.

"This child is too well developed, full of physical strength, and has first-class psychological quality. Although the technology is immature, it is very authentic, not exaggerated, and it is the trick to hoe the head over and over again, which is the most rare. Nine out of ten young people like the new and hate the old, greedy for more than rotten, learn technology everywhere, and the last one is not good at practice. The old man named Lao Li was obviously highly respected, and he observed Su Zheng and hit the nail on the head.

"If this seedling is a student of Minglun Martial Arts School, it will definitely shine in two or three years. Lao Li, do you want to dig this seedling into your Yangming Martial Arts School?" someone took the opportunity to ask: "If you don't do it, I will do it." It's not easy to find a good seedling now, you have to be smart, you can endure hardships, and your physical fitness must be good. Hard, hard, hard. ”

"Let's see the opportunity. Lao Li was still looking at Su Zheng's actions, as if he was looking at an uncarved piece of jade, this is the teacher's vision of the kind of genius student: "Peng Haidong's Tongbei boxing is good, cold and brittle, but his physical fitness is poor, and the superstitious practice of standing on the pile and luck can be taken against ordinary people, but if you encounter hard stubble, you will suffer." Lao Peng's son is smart, but he doesn't want to endure hardship, so he suffers. ”

"Lao Peng's Tongbei boxing is a must, when he practiced that bitterly, his son was unwilling to endure hardship, but the strength of Tongbei was practiced, which is also a wonder. ”

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

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

These bigwigs don't know how many martial arts fighting talents they have cultivated, and they have a vicious vision for finding good seedlings.

Of course, not to mention the practice of martial arts, the same is true for reading, good students are in many classes and teachers in many schools are rushing to ask for it, and Su Zai himself has also been robbed in this way, when he was promoted from junior high school, he came out with the first place in the entire region.

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

At this time, after examination, the doctor determined that he could continue, and the referee arranged the third game.

"Wu Cheng is a professional player, a member of the provincial team, and has played many professional competitions, although he has not reached the national competition, he is also among the top few in the province. ”

"If he plays, this young man will be out of play, and the three-game winning streak will be over. ”

"Wu Cheng has conducted extremely intense training this time, and he is expected to be able to enter the national team to prepare for the next national trials. ”

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

"This man is so strong. When Su Zheng saw Wu Cheng coming in, he didn't know why he felt a chill in his heart. He didn't look at the other party's figure, he didn't look at the movements, and instinctively felt that he was definitely not an opponent.

Wu Cheng is a young man about twenty years old, but there is no childishness on his face, instead of being old and spicy.

This professional player is wearing a pair of shorts, topless, with a layer of oil on his body, his skin has a bronze luster, and his muscles are also fish-scale, which is more delicate, especially the waist, the ribs are up to the hip bone, and the waist shrinks rapidly, with a thrilling sense of line, just like the kind of wolf dog that often runs, which is a typical male dog waist.

"Let's go!"

The referee gave the order.

Su Zheng and Wu Chengcheng began to confront each other.

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

Su Zheng distanced himself, but it was still the old way, not to get close to him.

Even if it is a professional player, it is a head, two shoulders, hands and feet, and there are no three heads and six arms.

Besides, Su Zheng and Ou Deli often feed tricks, and Wu Cheng and Ou Deli are still more than two or three grades worse than each other.

Su Zheng faced Wu Cheng and kept fleeing, as long as the other party approached, he ran in the opposite direction, and he didn't think about attacking, he still followed the method of dealing with Huang Bo, and seized the opportunity after making the other party impetuous.

What about the pros?

The octagonal cage is a bit big, and as long as you blindly escape, there is still a lot of room for maneuver.

For five minutes, Su Zheng didn't think about fighting back at all, just kept running away. Of course, when he escaped, he was also looking for opportunities.

However, there was no chance.

Wu Cheng's face was expressionless, as if he was mechanical, constantly encircling and intercepting, his physical fitness was very good, and sometimes his fists and legs even hit Su Zheng's hands and legs, but they didn't hit it.

Wu Cheng's fists and legs are very heavy, very heavy, worthy of being a professional player, the place where Su Zheng was beaten was swollen, but he always protected his vital point and was not knocked out.

"The time has come. ”

Soon, five minutes passed.

The referee announced: "Su Zheng, negative game, lose." ”

"I'm playing negatively?" Su Zai knew that he had lost, because he lost by points, but it was actually a negative game.

After he walked out of the octagon, he checked it with his mobile phone and found that in the game, if he blindly fled and did not fight back, resulting in a lack of spectacle, then the fleeing side would be judged as a negative match.

Negative matches are very serious, it is not as simple as losing, and even in the future, you will be banned and disqualified from the profession.

After all, even if it is a ring fight, it must be spectacle, it is a sport, not a real fight.

In a real battle, no matter what method you use, surviving is the best.

"It seems that I'm still not suitable for professional martial arts. However, occasionally participating in this kind of fighting match is very beneficial for martial arts training. Su Zai lost this game because of the "negative game", and his mind about participating in the profession is even lighter.

Professional martial arts is not the path he wants to take, it is just a part of life.

But he knew that he had promised Oudeli that he would play a few professional events in his name in the future, so Su Zheng also had to start preparing now.

When I returned to the dormitory, I rubbed the lumps on my body with the oil, breathed, and relaxed.

Then, the sound of arrival came from his mobile phone, four thousand yuan.

Bonus for two wins.

"It's not bad, making money so fast, but it's not good if you don't have some strength. Su Zai recalled three games, the first game he won with patience, the second game was physically exhausted, and the third game was a complete defeat. That professional player Wu Cheng, whether it is technology, physical fitness, or psychological quality, is above himself.

In the third battle, he learned a lot.

With contentment, he fell into a deep sleep.

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

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

"You went to the competition yesterday, there are a lot of contusions on the soft tissues on your body, and after I massage you, I will give you an acupuncture test. "Uncle Blind seems to have found the best test subject, and he has a lot of fun.

"Acupuncture experiment?" Su Zai was a little puzzled, but he knew that this was something that was good for him.

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

After a hellish period of pain, it was replaced by fluttering immortals, and Su Zai's massage of the blind uncle was now reluctant.