There are many well-known female generals in history, who have been coaxed by the tweenness of storytelling and romance, and they can carry the top and punch immediately. In real life, Li Muye has doubts about whether there is such a tiger girl in the world. Today I have found the standard answer.

The 75-kilogram sanda athlete in the ring was only beaten with the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back. It's not because his skills are inferior to others, it's because Lu Shaofen's strength is too unreasonable. There are not many routines to speak of, it is basically Western boxing with a little leg method, and the boxing gloves are 14 ounces, which are protected from the impact of the hit. It is still relatively easy for professional sanda players to defend, and the key is the long legs.

Such a vicious and vicious kung fu as poking your feet can't be used here, otherwise you will be kicked in the leg bone or stomach at once, and you will be seriously injured if you don't die. But even if she doesn't have to poke her feet to hurt people, her long legs are still very unbearable after they are picked up. The young man was covered with tendons, and he came down with his arms covered by his legs.

The fist is like a storm, and the legs are like a poisonous dragon. Li Muye thought very modestly that Lao Tzu might not be able to eat it if he went up. This girl is practicing volleyball, and if she competes in professional martial arts, she should be placed in the men's heavyweight group. A woman's head kick kills.

She stood in the center of the ring, looking at the audience with a flying attitude, and everyone followed her gaze to find Li Muye. Lu Shaofen made a gesture of please. Li Muye lowered her head to tie her shoes, as if she didn't notice that she was challenging herself. So the girl shouted: "Uncle Li, I heard what Wu Lanzhu said, you can chase Lao Cui all over the house, why don't you disdain to play with the eldest niece?"

Li Muye glanced up at her, and quickly lowered his head to tuffle the lace of the other shoe.

Wu Lanzhu couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Why don't I go up for him and fight with you!"

Lu Shaofen shook his head and said, "Although you are a professional, I promised my grandmother that I would not practice martial arts, and I would never stand in the ring with girls." ”

Wu Lanzhu wanted to insist any longer, but Li Muye knew that he couldn't hide, so he stopped her and said, "This girl is not angry with you, and she won't really fight you if you go up." With that, he straightened up and walked to the ring.

"Wait a minute!" Among the lively club members, a man in his twenties, who looked very powerful, raised his voice and asked on the stage: "Shaofen, who is this person? We have been in line for a long time, why did he come on stage to fight with you as soon as he came?"

Li Muye smelled a sour smell across the ring. Feelings, this girl is quite sought-after in this club.

Lu Shaofen obviously knew this person, and responded: "This is my Uncle Li, a good friend of my father, who was entrusted by my father to come to see me, and he also bought a house here and let me live in his house." ”

Holy shit, this kid has a terrible conscience. Li Muye could already feel the hostility in the eyes that shot at him from the other side of the ring after these words.

As the old saying goes, only villains and women are difficult to raise, and sure enough, the worse ones followed.

"Dachengzi, do you want to have two moves with my Uncle Li?" Lu Shaofen said loudly: "My Uncle Li is a real martial arts master, polished in actual combat, and you academics are not the same way at all, it's not that I underestimate you, just rely on your fists, you can't stop my Uncle Li with three punches and two kicks, do you believe it or not?"

This person is a violent temper, and he was provoked by Lu Shaofen, so he immediately couldn't hold it back, took off his coat and boarded the boxing ring, put on a protective gear neatly, and said: "I won't accept this strength, what is that, what is your name Li? My name is Song Xicheng, a 91-kilogram boxer, do you dare to come up and let me see how powerful your fists and feet are?"

This cargo is as long as a black iron tower, 1.85 meters tall, with thick arms and legs like rafters, and it is obviously inappropriate to describe people as strong as calves, this thing looks as strong as a calf and its father, and it is also a bull with obvious anger.

Li Muye was thinking about how to delay until Lao Cui rushed over to save the scene, and he didn't plan to fight at all. Standing motionless under the stage, he said: "Little brother, don't stink, if I hadn't just come from the north, I would have been a little unaccustomed to the water and soil, and I would have pulled you down in the morning. ”

This Song Xicheng has a bad temper and a very stinky mouth, seeing that Lu Shaofen doesn't seem to object to him squeezing this Uncle Li, he has no scruples, and continues to provoke: "Hey, I heard that your accent is from the Northeast, don't you Northeast people claim that you don't dare to fight? It's all about the work of the mouth, right? The surname is Li, I will publicly call you today, you shouldn't fight, you can do it, shout there, you Northeast gentlemen are all cowards, I will treat you as if I haven't seen you, or you get out of here as soon as possible." ”

This is a bit boring, Li Muye lowered his head, and suddenly glanced at Lu Shaofen with a crooked face, this girl was a little angry, and avoided Li Muye's gaze when she made eye contact, obviously she was also a little guilty, but she was angry with Li Muye before, and it was a bit difficult to ride a tiger at this time.

"Let's compare and compare. Li Muye stretched lazily, threw off his shirt, and motioned to Wu Lanzhu to help him bring his gloves. Lu Shaofen reminded: "Don't forget the protective gear!" Li Muye looked at her with a smile, little girl, you have a conscience. Waving his hand, he suddenly raised his chest, and he couldn't help it: "You can't use that thing to beat him." ”

Song Xicheng snorted heavily, really like a bull ready to attack, his eyes were red and glared at Li Muye.

"First of all, brother, I have to tell you one thing, my ancestral home is not from the Northeast, I became a Northeast person in the past in the Kanto, our family has bred there for four generations, my grandfather because of in the Japanese bathhouse, fought with the little devil, a kitchen knife hacked to death two little Japanese children were shot, my grandfather was twenty-two years old into the mountains as a bandit, specializing in robbing the immigrants of the little Japanese, surrendered after the liberation and was sentenced to eight years, my father will not say it, in short, the Northeast people are instigated on the body of a surname Zhang, but even this surname Zhang also has at least one father who stands up to the sky。 ”

Li Muye ran the train with his mouth full, and first slapped this kid with big words.

Song Xicheng's mouth can't keep up with the rhythm of the big villain who has been soaked in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, standing there and not interjecting at all, only listening.

"You want to fight with me, it's not too much, young people are aggressive, this girl is my friend's daughter, call me uncle, in fact, we are not a few years old, you feel that she is close to me, it is not a taste, I can understand this, but you shouldn't deny all the Northeast masters with one rod, they are all Chinese, they are all Chinese culture, you call this uneducated, understand? In order not to let you be taught to be more ruthless in the future, Uncle Jin'er will teach you a lesson for free. ”

Li Muye opened his hand and said very contemptuously: "Come here, let me see what real skills you have besides your stinky mouth." ”

The battle is about the dignity of men. After a few words, there was no room for each other to lose.

Song Xicheng's eyes showed a fierce light, and he rushed up silently.

Li Muye counted the steps he had taken, and when he was close to the distance that his fist could reach, Song Xicheng came over with a punch. Li Muye didn't dodge or dodge, he took a step forward towards his fist, suddenly leaned over his fist, and at the same time hugged the kid's waist, and his movements were as fast as the wind in an instant, carrying him up with lightning speed. Slammed into the ring, rode up, and smashed down like raindrops.

One punch opened the corner of Song Xicheng's eyes, and the second punch hit the nose bone, Song Xicheng resisted with one hand, and the other hand waved a fist to try to fight back. Li Muye cleverly hugged his arm, and at the same time pressed his neck with his legs, and pulled the joint with force, Song Xicheng's arm made a dislocated sound, and he cried out in pain.

Lu Shaofen was the first to react, and a stride came over, bent down and hugged Li Muye from behind, and dragged him back violently. forcibly separated the two. Song Xicheng's face was already pale with pain, and he had no strength to stand up. From the first punch to the time when he was beaten and couldn't get up, it was only a dozen seconds.

Li Muye shook off Lu Shaofen, took off his gloves quickly, looked angry, pointed at Lu Shaofen and said: "Are you satisfied now? Do you know where a man can't touch the most?" He pointed to Song Xicheng who was lying on the stage, and said loudly: "Dignity!

Lu Shaofen had never experienced this battle, and he was reprimanded for a bit of a brain short-circuit. Although she is talented, she is just a little girl in an ivory tower after all, how can she compare with Li Muye, an old Jianghu, in terms of aura.

The surrounding spectators were either Song Xicheng's brothers or their peers who often played together, and everyone was still a little angry when they saw Li Muye suddenly use illegal means to defeat Song Xicheng, and they were even in the mood to come up and beat Li Muye, but after hearing these words, they calmed down.

Li Muye continued to say loudly: "Don't say yes, let me tell you, he is for you! As a girl, it doesn't matter if you are willful, society is always very tolerant of you, but you can't be too willful, you are the daughter of my best eldest brother, as an elder, I have the responsibility to let you understand that willfulness has to pay a price." ”

At this time, Lao Cui had already appeared at the door and was walking to the front of the ring.

Li Muye said: "Aren't you conceited and can fight? Okay, I'll find you an opponent today, so that you can understand that fists can't solve all problems, and when you are willful, it is the moment when you are about to lose face." He turned his head and beckoned Lao Cui to come up, and ordered: "This girl wants to find someone to have a good fight, I'm not in the mood today, you can accompany her to fight for me, don't be careless and don't be too polite, understand?"

Lao Cui didn't fully understand, but Li Muye had already thrown the boxing gloves to him, leaving Lu Shaofen, who was completely messy and a little guilty, and helped Song Xicheng, who was also confused, to get up and walk off the ring.

Li Muye, who stepped off the ring, was secretly happy in his heart, what a blessing, fortunately Lao Tzu was witty enough, otherwise he would have to be beaten up today.

Song Xicheng on the side said: "Big brother, you don't have to support me, this injury is nothing to us who practice professional sports, I can stand on my own." ”

Even the big brother is called!

The two looked at each other with a sympathetic look, Li Muye showed with a strong attitude that there was no other relationship with Lu Shaofen, and the jealousy in everyone's hearts faded, and after listening to the speech full of male hormones and skillfully preserving Song Xicheng's face, all the contradictions disappeared. They all set their sights on the ring.

Only Lao Cui and Lu Shaofen were left in the ring.