Chapter 7: Advice
Next, the people waiting in line outside the hospital became excited, because they found that even if they lost, they had a lot of money to take, and they had never met such a good person, no, it should be said that such a fool. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Some people hurriedly took out their mobile phones to call their brothers and even masters to explain the situation, and persuaded them to come to Wei Zheng to make money.
Regardless of the reaction of the crowd outside the hospital, the second martial arts competition in the courtyard here has begun, and Wei Zheng felt that his physical exertion in the last competition was not too large, so he directly conducted this second game without resting.
However, the second fight was over in less than twenty seconds, and the opponent was a twenty-five-year-old lewd man, and Muay Thai was much worse than the first boy, and Wei Zheng also lost patience after defending for a while, because there was nothing worth learning from himself.
After a set of combination techniques, the man was knocked to the ground by Wei Zheng, and Wei Zheng said to Lao Wu helplessly: "Tell them that people with ordinary skills like this and Muay Thai fighting without any characteristics will not be used, and I will not give this kind of person a penny!" ā
Lao Wu nodded, turned around and conveyed Wei Zheng's meaning to outsiders in Thai, which immediately caused a commotion, and many people expressed their dissatisfaction, but only two or three people flinched.
"Muay Thai is worthy of being a horizontal martial arts, and people who practice Muay Thai are really strong, rather than bending, which is interesting." Wei Zheng thought so after seeing the reaction of the crowd.
It took a lot of effort to win the next few competitions, although no one could defeat Wei Zheng, but the continuous blows still caused Wei Zheng to suffer some small injuries, and his physical strength was also consumed a lot, of course, the pile of dollars also became a little thinner.
However, Wei Zheng still didn't plan to rest, he thought that using wheel warfare to train his endurance was a good way, and he didn't plan to think of himself as an ordinary person who needed a good rest.
This seventh instructor is very interesting, like Wei Zheng, he is also a Chinese who came to Thailand to practice boxing, named Jun Ming, a veteran, tall and mighty, more than eighty kilograms, a whole head taller than the current Wei Zheng.
Jun Ming was wearing a soldier's tight vest and a pair of simple practice pants, and his upper body was knotted with muscles, and he looked like a very difficult opponent.
He stood opposite Wei Zheng and said in slightly Shandong Mandarin: "Tuhao, if I win you, you can directly transfer the money to me in the online bank, 10,000 Chinese yuan is enough, US dollars are not rare, I will give you the account at that time." ā
Now that the exchange rate between the US dollar and the Chinese yuan is one to five, Jun Ming's request is reasonable, but the premise is that he can win, and obviously he feels that he can win Wei Zheng steadily.
"Hehe, you're quite confident, yes, I admire you, let's start now." Wei Zheng smiled and made a defensive stance.
"Good! Get ready to take the call! Jun Ming instantly pounced forward, like a jackal tiger and leopard that had just come out of the cage, and hit a hook on the left, and then slammed into the right knee. Wei Zhengcheng wanted to test Jun Ming's strength, so he didn't dodge, his right hand slapped Jun Ming's fist side, and his left hand relaxed and pressed Jun Ming's knee.
After three sounds, "pop", "pop" and "bang", Wei Zheng covered his abdomen and flew out, landing on his back and sliding backwards for a distance of one meter.
"Ahem, ahem, I'll wipe it, your strength is really exaggerated." Wei Zheng coughed twice and couldn't help but sigh.
"Hmph, I haven't done my best yet," Jun Ming said, "This is not the warm-up yet, you won't just admit defeat, right?" ā
"Come again!" Wei Zheng was so excited, the man's bloody nature was also highlighted, he got up and jumped, and his right fist instantly attacked Jun Ming's face, which condensed almost eighty percent of Wei Zheng's whole body, leaving only twenty percent of the force to sink into his lower limbs, preparing for the next moment of change or dodge.
Unexpectedly, Jun Ming is also a hard-hitting master, without any intention of dodging, he also folded his hands and suddenly pushed his fist forward, "pop-" The sound of fist exchange this time was the loudest sound in the yard so far this day.
Wei Zheng's right fist and Jun Ming pressed against each other, and his left fist was struck from the side without hesitation, aiming directly at Jun Ming's thick arm. Jun Ming's other hand also freed up from the overlapping position and smashed into Wei Zheng's second punch.
Wei Zheng knew that this attack would not be effective either, so he quickly bent down and dived, and at the same time approached Jun Ming, a whip leg was pumped to Jun Ming's waist. After a muffled sound, Jun Ming finally ate Wei Zheng, but he only trembled slightly, and then roared and threw Wei Zheng out of the air.
Wei Zheng was thrown like this, about three meters above the ground, Jun Ming clenched his fists, ready to make another dragon fist or something in the process of Wei Zheng's fall. However, Wei Zheng quickly adjusted his posture in the air, and bowed slightly and fell down.
Jun Ming first squatted slightly, then jumped suddenly, and at the same time struck out with both fists from the bottom up. Wei Zheng felt that if he was solid this time, he estimated that he would be abolished if he didn't die, but he couldn't borrow his strength in the air.
"It seems that we can only fight hard," Wei Zheng was helpless, this time he really met a real master, he couldn't even carry his own immortal body, and he was not afraid to kill himself, "We are all Chinese!" ā
Straightening his hunched body for a moment, Wei Zheng swung his fists into the lower fists with this explosive force. "Click" two small punches against two big punches, both of them are all with all their strength, no fancy skills, so after a simple collision, both sides have broken their hand bones.
Relatively speaking, Wei Zheng was more miserable, because his body weight was much lighter, he flew out again, and after smashing on a tree in the small courtyard, he was able to land, and the branches were smashed a lot. If it weren't for Wei Zheng's bone hardness that has increased a lot now, he would definitely not have been able to achieve the result of losing both with Jun Ming.
"Come again!" Wei Zheng fractured several fingers on both hands, and the severe pain aroused the anger in his heart, and he decided to fight this guy named Junming to the end. Jun Ming's hands could no longer be used, and he shouted, "Happy!" "I pounced on it too.
Although the two of them don't use their hands now, they still go back and forth, fighting more fiercely than the previous ones, their legs are fighting in the air from time to time, making bursts of muffled sounds, and knees and elbows are constantly colliding with each other, just like two hip-hop masters are competing, but martial arts and dance do have their interoperability.
After a few minutes, both sides were covered with bruises and red marks, and I felt that a large area of muscle tissue would be involved in severe pain when I moved.
The two stood facing each other, staring at each other, trembling and trembling, and their eyes also contained a hint of pity in anger.
"You're a good opponent," Wei Zheng said, "let's count it as a draw this time, I'll give you 20,000 yuan, and you look like you want to make money." ā
"Hey, you're really amazing, I think you can already be said to be invincible in the same heavyweight situation," Jun Ming said with a wry smile, "Hey, I didn't expect that I couldn't even beat a small man like you in Muay Thai after practicing Muay Thai for so long, it's really ......"
Wei Zheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that his body had been exposed to nuclear radiation, and he couldn't even take care of you. Turning his head to Lao Wu, he said, "Let them all disperse, I can't be instructed in my current state today, let's continue tomorrow." ā
"It's like you're going to be able to recover tomorrow, so why don't you take a few more days off?" Jun Ming was puzzled.
"Che, you think I'm you? This boss has an exclusive secret medicine treatment, and he will be able to live tomorrow! ā
Wei Zheng naturally couldn't let outsiders know that his own recovery power was so perverted, otherwise even a fool would know that something was wrong, especially an injury like a broken bone, how could it be so fast?
"Oh, I see. Okay, give me the money quickly, I'm going back to recuperate, I'll be back to my hometown in a few days, you can come back to me again," Jun Ming said to Wei Zheng, "but you have to give money." ā
"I know," Wei Zheng limped to the side of the rocking chair and picked up the phone, pressed it a few times, swiped his fingerprints, and said, "The money has arrived, right?" I will go to you when I return to China in the future, wait to be abused by me, hum! āā¦ā¦
Wei Zheng, who had eaten a sumptuous dinner for 5 people, lay quietly on a rocking chair in the courtyard, looking up at the slowly darkening sky and few stars, silently feeling the changes in his body.
The injury is recovering rapidly, and the phalanges on his hands have been torn back into place by himself, and the cracks between the bones are gradually repairing and closing.
After seven times of instruction on this day, Wei Zheng has a lot of new understanding of Muay Thai, and the actual operation is indeed much stronger than just watching the live broadcast of the game before, I believe that after some time like this, you can skillfully use Muay Thai in actual combat!
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