Chapter 95: Nine Turns Serial Mandarin Duck Feet
The bearded Chekov nodded at Wang Ben, and the battle began!
Without the slightest hesitation, Chekov rushed forward and went on the offensive.
To be honest, he really looks down on the skinny Wang Ben, the Russians advocate muscular hunks, and he doesn't pay attention to a body like Wang Ben at all.
Actually, Wang Ben is not thin, he is really not thin, but because his height has reached 182cm and his weight is only 63kg, he looks thin.
As soon as he stepped out, Chekov was like a brown bear, with a fist as big as a bowl, smashing into Wang Ben's face.
He was wearing only a vest, bulging chest muscles, shaking up and down, bursting out with strong power, and more importantly, under his feet, his left leg kicked the ground back, ready to strike with thunder at any time.
It is clear that Chekov is extremely rich in real combat, this is not a fight, but a fight, and if he is hit once, there is a high probability that he will be knocked down, which is completely different from boxing.
Nima, master!
It's fast, explosive and more explosive than a boxer, and it's much more difficult to deal with than those boxing opponents I've met before.
Sambo! This is Sambo's combat effectiveness! The combination of speed and strength adds the maximum attack effect.
For some reason, Wang Ben didn't feel scared and frightened, at this time, he suddenly felt his blood surging and he was excited.
Yes, it's exciting!
There is an urge to fight vigorously.
I saw that Chekov's punch was so fast, like a huge wave in the sea, swarming, bringing a gust of wind, and instantly came to Wang Ben.
Wang Ben knows that this guy still has a back move, and his fist looks full of power, but looking at his position, the real attack should be at his feet, which is similar to the false moves in martial arts and the feints in boxing, but it is a little different, the power of the fist is very heavy, if he is hit by this punch, he will definitely be injured.
Big Dumb Bear wants to do both? Is it that lightweight?
Generally speaking, the control of punches and feet requires good willpower, and it is easy to control one of them, but to have hands and feet at the same time, you must hone your body's coordination and control, otherwise, not only can you not achieve a good attack effect, but will affect your speed.
Wang Ben slowly inhaled a breath, the strength of his fist slowly flowing in his muscles, and on the contrary, the surface of his body looked relaxed, especially the skin of his body, the pores were open, loose and soft.
Syllable!
With a kick, Wang Ben stood on one foot, like a golden rooster, kicked Chekov's arm, and then flashed to the side, defusing Chekov's ferocious punch and the secret move that he was about to kick under his feet.
The foot and arm struck together with a soft sound.
Fight with your hands of hand! This is the real fist to the flesh, and it can't be fake.
Chekov is thirty-two years old, has practiced sambo for more than fifteen years, and has spent several years in the Russian special forces before, and his kung fu has been tempered a lot, although he is not well-known in Russia, but in the entire underground world of Moscow, no one dares to underestimate this first master of red iron and blood.
Although Chekov had never fought in an underground black market boxing match, he once single-handedly took on seven enemy gangs and won, and each shot was a quick one-on-one victory, leaving the opponent powerless.
Wang Ben has practiced Chinese internal boxing for 14 years, and more importantly, he has been boxing for more than a year, and even won the amateur boxing world championship, and his strength should not be underestimated.
The two are very different in size, but the strength of their fists and feet is not much different, and after fighting for a while, they are evenly matched.
"The strength of the Chinese kid is good, my sangbo technique has few opponents in the army, this little guy is as thin as a monkey, how can he have so much strength? ...... this leg? He didn't use boxing, which was kind of interesting. Chekov's elbow was kicked by Wang Ben's foot, and he felt a faint pain, and immediately slid back, his body bowing slightly.
Sambo's fist height is flush with the shoulders of the body, the center of the fist is facing inward, the eyes pass through the top of the fist peak, observe the opponent's condition, and the arm is bent to protect the ribs and jaw, in fact, this posture is a bit similar to boxing, which can not only effectively protect the ribs, but also can punch at any time to achieve the effect of attack.
"Is this Sambo? I don't think it's mysterious! He is big, and I have to keep my body moving quickly to avoid being hit by him, temporarily drain his physical strength first, find the right opportunity, and give him a hard move. ”
Wang Ben thought silently.
Chekov is worthy of being a master in the Russian special forces, and after discovering that Wang Ben was not a rookie, he immediately became cautious and used his height and strength to confront Wang Ben head-on.
Sambo is characterized by a set of kicking, hitting, falling, taking, ground skills, escort, binding and other technical skills as a whole, because Chekov is out of the army, so more attention is paid to grappling and beating, in order to improve the actual combat effectiveness, he is notoriously fierce in the army, often looking for people to fight.
Wang Ben shook his foot lightly on the ground, feeling that the other party's arm was as hard as a stone, and he didn't get any bargain for that kick just now.
Depend on! It's a bit hard to beat!
In China, there is usually a saying that it is called "South Fist and North Leg", in fact, the North Leg here is "Poke Foot" and Northern Tan Leg.
The hands are two doors, and they all hit people with their legs!
It can be seen that in Chinese martial arts, leg gong is a means of attack that cannot be ignored.
Poking feet may sound very inconspicuous, but it has another name, called "Nine Turns Serial Mandarin Duck Feet", so the general chain kicking is poking feet.
Under the touch just now, Wang Ben's legs did not use his leg strength to exert force, usually there are eight kinds of kicks in the feet, namely Ding, kicking, crutching, point, kicking, wrong, kicking, grinding, compared to those taekwondo kicks and karates in the world, the strength skills are not a little bit stronger.
Unfortunately, with the rise of thermal weapons, there are fewer and fewer martial arts masters who can master the eight kicks of the feet, so that in today's society, they can be called super masters if they can master one kick.
Wang Ben just used a penalty kick to stop the opponent from attacking.
Be cautious when poking your feet!
The legs are different from the arms, once the legs exert force, it will form a thunderous blow, because people need to rely on the feet to stand and maintain balance, once they can't knock down the opponent at one time, it is easy to be counterattacked.
A sambo master like Chekov has a body like a big brown bear, and there is nothing to say about speed and strength.
Wang Ben knew that he was not yet able to reach the level of dark energy that could be retracted and released freely, and once the attack failed, with the opponent's fighting experience, he would be in trouble.
Moreover, as soon as Chekov seizes the opportunity to fight back, he will lose.
As for what will happen if he loses, he doesn't know, but Wang Ben doesn't want to lose, and no one wants to lose.
Both were cautious, and Chekov put away his contempt.
Taking a step forward, Chekov punched Wang Ben in the face, shook his body, and came to Wang Ben's side, kicked forward and sideways, and kicked Wang Ben's waist.
With his strength, to be honest, if this kick is hit, even if Wang Ben does not die, I am afraid that he will not be able to engage in strenuous sports in the future.
"Beautiful, this is Chekov's forte, side kicks." The three Russians not far away laughed and admired.
"Chekov's current style of play is getting more and more abrupt, and this style of play is much better than mine."
Seeing Chekov's sudden side kick, one of the hairs sighed.
"The Chinese kid is going to be unlucky, hehe, the boxing champion is useless, and he can't stop our Russian Sambo attack at all." Another Maozi said with a smile.