Slap in the face, this is the most appropriate way Jiang Du can think of. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The physical trauma is small, the psychological damage is huge, and the combination of three simple punches is enough to deal with the average contestant.

Yang Yao has been helped up from the ground by the referee at this time, his head is muddy, his face is hot and painful, he still hasn't understood why the referee didn't ask for his wishes, and announced the end of the game without authorization, of course, he was the one who was sentenced to lose.

He was not convinced, broke free from the referee, and was about to question out loud, but suddenly heard the other party say in his ear in an extremely weak voice: "This slap, even I can't dodge it, if you continue to fight, you will only bring humiliation on yourself!" ”

Yang Yao tensed, only to see the referee Zong Wei secretly wink at him.

It is not easy for Zong Wei to admit that he is not as good as a contestant in front of Yang Yao as a referee. Yang Yao is not an uninteresting person, and he will not say more after a while.

The two sides of the competition only played each other, and the winner was already divided, the process was very short, and it was not exciting, and Jiang Du's way of shooting was even more surprising.

Although Jiang Du defeated his opponent, the audience did not approve of his approach, this is a competition for the king of soldiers, and it is also a competition between colleagues, slapping his face in public, it is inevitable that he is not authentic enough!

Therefore, except for the recruits of the Xuanwu Battalion, there were few voices of applause and shouting in the audience, especially those who were still mocking Jiang Du just now, feeling that Jiang Du was retaliating against them, not only did they applaud, but instead of applauding, they set off bursts of boos.

In the face of the audience's incomprehension, Jiang Du behaved calmly, after all, it is better to be booed than to be killed. He walked out of the ring amid boos, greeted Xiao Hei and the others, and went straight back to the barracks.

After dinner, Jiang Du lay on the bed in the barracks and was silent, and Xiao Hei walked around in front of the bed, constantly comforting him.

"Brother Jiang, what happened in today's game, you must not take it to heart. As long as you can advance, what else does it do? ”

"Besides, you are an opponent who has won above board, what is there to worry about?"

"Hey! Brother Jiang? Have you listened to me? ”

"I'm fine!" Jiang Du looked at Xiao Hei with a worried face and said with a smile.

"Jiang Du, you come out!" While everyone was laughing, Ding Wu's voice suddenly came from outside the barracks.

"It's the instructor!" Xiao Hei covered his mouth, for fear that he would shout.

Jiang Du got up and walked outside the barracks, Ding Wu beckoned to him, and led him to the place where he practiced boxing.

"I wonder what the instructor is looking for me to do?" Jiang Du pondered as he walked, and soon came to the venue.

"Look at the punch!" He was about to ask, but saw Ding Wu in front of him suddenly turn around and punch him.

This punch was powerful and heavy, sending out bursts of fist wind in the silent environment, Jiang Du didn't expect the instructor to suddenly shoot at him, he was a little dumbfounded, and hurriedly raised his fist to parry.

Boom! The fists were interlocked, and a muffled sound was made, Ding Wu's body did not move at all, but Jiang Du took two steps backwards in a row before stopping.

"Instructor! You? Jiang Du looked slightly stunned, not understanding why Ding Wu would make a move on him.

Ding Wu ignored Jiang Dao's question, kicked the ground with both feet, his body rushed sharply, and two fists the size of a sand bowl attacked his neck and weakness at the same time.

Jiang Du didn't know why, seeing that Ding Wu's fist was fierce, he had to retreat sharply, but Ding Wu didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, his body was attached to the bones, and his fists kept waving, enveloping Jiang Du's whole body.

The field is narrow, Jiang Du quickly avoided it, he could only parry with punches, his boxing method only had three moves, two offensive moves, and one defensive move, to deal with Ding Wu's attack, it was obviously not enough, fortunately, his fist speed was fast enough to be able to resist.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The fists collided, and there was a muffled sound.

Ding Wu saw that Jiang Du actually relied on his speed, so he blocked his attack, the different color between his eyebrows was even thicker, he suddenly let out a low roar, his two arms trembled straight, and the shadow of his fist danced in the sky, and he covered Jiang Du again.

Jiang Du only felt that the instructor's fist had changed suddenly, just now it was like a violent wind, but now it was like flying sand and rocks, and he was a little out of breath when he suppressed it.

He was now completely relying on his senses, resisting the attack.

"What to do? Do you just keep being passively defensive? Jiang Du thought depressedly, he didn't know which tendon the instructor had built wrong today, so he had to try it himself.

Hey? Suddenly, Jiang Du saw the figure behind the fist wind.

He was attracted by the instructor's punch before, and he could only defend according to the opponent's punch trajectory, which was very passive, but now he suddenly found the instructor's figure, and suddenly had a hint of realization in his heart-

What a human-shaped stake!

What if the instructor were attacked as a humanoid stake?

He's an eighth-level warrior, so he should be able to block his heavy punches!

Thinking of this, Jiang Du's line of sight could no longer see the fierce fist, only a lone humanoid wooden stake remained.

So, he started punching at the "stake"!

One punch, two punches......

Ding Wu suddenly felt that Jiang Du's fist speed had become faster, although it was only a little faster, but it instantly destroyed his attack rhythm, and he was a little surprised in his heart:

"This kid actually broke my fist!"

Jiang Du's fist speed was slowly rising, and the strength of his fist was becoming heavier and heavier, Ding Wu had fought with him before, controlling his strength at the level of level five, and now he had slowly increased to level six, but he still felt a little struggling.

"Is this kid a monster? How can it be so strong? Ding Wu's mind turned sharply, and he hurriedly and carefully controlled his fist power, slowly increasing from level six to level seven, and then from level seven to level eight......

Through today's game, he has questioned Jiang Dao's strength, so he tried boxing, and found that Jiang Dao really doesn't seem to understand martial arts, just relying on his excellent physical condition and fighting instinct to resist himself, but just now, Jiang Dao actually broke his fist in the battle, and this understanding is a bit ridiculously high.

However, not long after being promoted to the eighth level, Ding Wufa felt that Jiang Du's fist had become a little scattered, which was a sign that he was about to get out of control.

"Can't fight anymore!" He let out a loud cry, and his fists shook Jiang Dao away, and his body took two steps backwards at the same time before he stood still in place.

Jiang Du, who was immersed in the state of hitting the wooden stake, suddenly felt a huge force coming from the end of his fist, and the whole person was shocked back a few steps, and he instantly came to his senses and looked at the instructor on the opposite side blankly.

"What did you do today? Why don't you teach you boxing? Ding Wu kept rubbing his fists with unbearable pain behind his hands, and asked in a deep voice at the same time.

"You mean I slapped someone?" Jiang Du endured the pain in his hand and asked rhetorically.

"That's right! Slapping someone in a martial arts competition is tantamount to humiliating others, do you know? Ding Wu said with a serious expression and in a low voice.

"I know, but I have a hard time!"

"What's the problem?"

"Instructor, do you think your opponent's body is as strong as these stakes?"

"So, you were forced to slap someone for fear of hurting your opponent?"

"Yes! I don't know why, but I can't control the force of my punches, so I slap them instead—" Jiang Du smiled a little reluctantly.

"Instead, handy?" Ding Wu asked playfully, and then thought about what had just been done, and waved his hand with a big grin:

"Well, let's continue to fight tomorrow!"

Not! It really hurts...... (To be continued.) )