Chapter 30: I Don't Care
Uncle Shi rushed in angrily and kicked Zhou Chen in the chest. Although the momentum is fierce, it is in Zhou Chen's arms.
It's good to be angry, when a person is angry, it will more or less reduce his calm and affect his judgment, otherwise, it will not be so easy to defeat him.
The hands are two doors, and they all hit people with their legs!
Zhou Chen put his hands together and sealed Uncle Shi's leg with his left elbow, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward, and his left knee went towards Uncle Shi's crotch.
But it's not a kung fu at all, it looks like Muay Thai that isn't very pure, with elbows and knees just right.
The expert-level fighting skills were copied from Uncle Shi a few minutes ago, and Zhou Chen knew his routines clearly, enough to anticipate the enemy and predict his every move.
At the same time, he also knew that if he wanted to defeat him with his own kung fu, he would inevitably fall into a state of seesaw, and he had to use up his physical strength almost before he could find an opportunity.
Then use the hodgepodge of fighting skills you have mastered, stand in his holes, find his loopholes, and put him down as quickly as possible.
With his left leg knee, Zhou Chen had already expected that with his routine, he would definitely jump backwards, while defending with both hands, and even launching a counterattack.
Don't give him this chance!
Sure enough, Uncle Shi's next move was exactly the same as Zhou Chen expected, and his body was not inflexible, but at the moment when he exerted his strength under his feet, he was bumped into by Zhou Chen's whole person.
Zhou Chen lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders, covered his face with both hands, and bumped into him like a bull, first using his head to push away his uncle's hands to defend, and his right shoulder hit his chest again.
Such a dangerous move, normally speaking, will only be performed when the head is hot and people are desperate, if the rhythm is slow for a moment, you will be calmly dodged by the opponent, and then a random side kick can make you taste the most terrible consequences.
Players with a little brain didn't dare to play like this, but Zhou Chen dared, because he calculated Uncle Shi's reaction in advance, and it was this fleeting time difference that he played.
Rise! Rise! Rise!
Uncle Shi is really born with divine power, and he will not be knocked down, but take three steps back, almost stabilize his body, and then give Zhou Chen a good look.
But he didn't want to, Zhou Chen was like an appendage, he still didn't retreat, he lowered his head and hit people further, he fell down, rolled over, and grabbed Uncle Shi's legs with both hands.
And that's not it?
Bang!
Uncle Shi suddenly lost his balance, and his strong body fell heavily to the ground, but he still had enough reaction movements, and his hands supported the ground first, skillfully dissolving most of the gravity.
But it didn't work.
Zhou Chen was like a spirit snake, and somehow wrapped himself around his uncle, his legs crossed, clamped his waist, and strangled his neck with his right arm.
Guillotine locks, blood strangulation!
To put it simply, it is to lock the opponent's neck from behind, and the arm is like a noose, blocking the carotid artery to block the blood flow to the brain, which can make the opponent shock and coma in a very short time.
Basically, once you are locked by others, you will have no ability to resist, even if the strength of the two is very different, it is difficult to break free, because other people's hands have been wrapped around your neck, forming a nearly closed guillotine state, no matter how strong your body is, your neck is also the most vulnerable point.
Now, Zhou Chen firmly locked his uncle's neck, let him churn violently, struggle with all his strength, and even hit his ribs with his elbows, which was also locked and gradually exerted.
Originally, he didn't use all his strength, but he was also an elder, hoping that he would realize that he had fallen into a state of irresistibility, and he should slap the floor and admit defeat.
But this old ghost, a few elbow blows, made Zhou Chen almost vomit blood, if it wasn't for the strengthening of his body, he didn't know how many ribs would be broken in these few blows.
Zhou Chen's heart was on fire, his arms were forced, like a steel rope ruthlessly strangling, and in just a few seconds, Uncle Shi's face turned purple, and he gradually lost the last bit of resistance ability.
"Stop!"
The master had already jumped into the ring, rushed over to the ground, and slapped Zhou Chen's shoulder hard: "Loosen, let go, let go!" ”
He was afraid that Zhou Chen would be impulsive and strangle his junior brother to death like this, which would be bad.
Zhou Chen immediately let go of his hand, fluttered and lay down, stretched his limbs, and let the semi-comatose uncle pilllow his chest, and smiled at the master.
If you have to describe the feeling at this moment, there is only one word: cool!
Defeat the joy of your opponents, and the man wins by force! Whoever he is, in the ring, that's the opponent.
"You kid......"
The master didn't care about him, and quickly checked the condition of the uncle, but fortunately, let him slow down, and soon he would be fine.
When Uncle Shi recovered and struggled to get up, Zhou Chen rolled over and hid on the edge of the ring, avoiding being played by this old and uncolorful guy and sneaking up on him.
Anyway, he has already lost, and if this is a life-and-death fight, he is already a dead man.
Uncle Shi came to his senses, his mouth was whining and panting, and he was still cursing something indistinctly, while Master turned his head and asked, "When did you learn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu?" ”
Chinese martial artists have long passed the era of self-restraint, and the master is of course very familiar with the fighting techniques of other countries, but he still mainly focuses on his own kung fu and rarely practices other martial arts.
"I'm all half-baked kung fu, in order to make up for my own shortcomings, I learned a hammer in the east and a stick in the west."
Zhou Chen's answer was not to pretend to be modest, but to tell the truth: "Today, this belongs to grasping Uncle Shi's flaws and taking advantage of a little loophole. ”
Immediately followed by undisguised self-affirmation: "But no matter what, Uncle Shi is no longer my opponent, and if I try again, I can still defeat him!" ”
The master shook his head slightly, and tried to say something but held it back. It is estimated that it should be: You kid can really pretend, he is not your opponent anymore, who can cure you within this door?
It's like the number one master in the field, isn't it?
At this time, Uncle Shi had also completely recovered his senses, and stood up with a red face and pointed at Zhou Chen: "You are not this kung fu, it doesn't count!" ”
"Joke!"
To him, Zhou Chen was not polite, and immediately retorted: "It's the age of the global village now, who would be stupid and cherish the broom, no matter what kind of boxing it is, just be able to defeat the opponent." ”
Then he slowed down his speech: "Besides, I don't play my calves and feet well, and I rely on my own leg method to fight against you, isn't that obviously bullied by you?" Uncle Shi, your thinking is not so narrow-minded, is it? ”
"You ......"
Uncle Shi was angry, but he was so blocked that he couldn't speak. It's true that before I came to the stage, I didn't say that I would fight in this field, but that I wanted to teach you a lesson, and I wanted to beat you to death, not to mention Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, biting people with a lower mouth is not a foul.
At this time, looking at the little junior sister under the stage, her little face was flushed, her eyes were blooming with surprise, excitement and other brilliance, and the thoughts in her heart must be difficult to explain in a few words.
When did the little starling become so powerful?
Isn't he the one with the worst combat effectiveness among the brothers? Could it be that it has always been pretended?
If that's the case, I always say that I let him have one hand on weekdays, isn't it a shame to die!
Wow, you're a little eight, you can really pretend! I knew you were so insidious......
I don't have much to say about the psychological reaction of girls, anyway, in the eyes of men, it will never make sense and I can't understand it.
Zhou Chen also took this opportunity to teach Uncle Shi a lesson in the boxing ring, and he didn't plan to keep his affection at all, because he also had to divide people, and for some incorrigible people, even if he drank it as a stick, he might not be able to wake up.
Hopefully, Uncle Shi is not incorrigible.
"Uncle Shi, I just want to tell you that in the past, you were the most powerful kung fu in this sect, but now, it's no longer true."
Zhou Chen said in a deep voice: "It is said that the master, uncle and apprentices should be close and harmonious like a family, but what about you, have you done anything that can be respected by the younger generations over the years?" In the past, everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, but now, on behalf of all the senior brothers, I want to tell you clearly, that's right, I just see that you are unhappy, and I just don't want to be bullied by you anymore! In the future, if you dare to play prestige in the ring, I will dare to come on stage to extinguish your arrogance. This disrespectful rabbit cub, I'll be it, I'm not afraid, I don't care! ”