The rules of martial arts competition in the same class are complex and restrictive, but they are relatively easy to grasp, what tricks can be used and what tricks can not be used, where can and cannot be beaten, how to calculate the score and how to win, the rules are dead.

Different martial arts competitions are not so simple, just like boxing vs. taekwondo, one can only use punches, and the other mainly relies on leg kung fu, and this rule cannot be set in detail. Therefore, in order to facilitate exchanges and exchanges, the Hong Kong Fighting Association has introduced a unified rules for winning and losing.

Rule 1: There are no restrictions in the battle, and you can freely choose whether to wear protective gear or not.

Rule 2, no time limit, with one of the opposing sides falling to the ground for ten seconds, admitting defeat, and being off the court is negative.

Rule 3, there is no adjudication, and any form other than Rule 2 is considered a tie.

Rule 4: Both players must be one-on-one.

It's relatively simple and violent, it's just a dry, and it's over.

On the competition field, the second wolf and the black belt coach were five meters apart, and a referee with only the right to time announced the start of the competition!

"Hey!" the black belt coach exhaled, his legs spread out one after the other, and his arms up and down.

The second wolf is crossed on his waist, looking like he is in a good position.

The black belt coach seemed to be humiliated, and with another shout, he decisively took the initiative to attack.

Turning around frequently, the false moves under his feet are repeated, and the black belt coach's movements are like flowing water, and the momentum is like a wind and clouds. Seeing that his feet barely landed at the same time, every false kick brought out the sound of breaking wind and the afterimage of virtual shaking.

It can be seen that this person has good kung fu on his legs, and his lethality should not be underestimated, which is not the same thing as the kind of confrontation that splits each other in the Olympics.

Wen Er Wolf has both werewolf and kobold blood, with the strength of the body and the sharpness of thinking, and only a person like me who has fought all over the demon gods and Buddhas dares to say that he can easily deal with him, and it is not so easy to cross the racial advantage gap if he is replaced by other humans.

The black belt coach's offense is like a child playing at home in the eyes of the second wolf, and there is no threat.

Finally entered the attack range, and the black belt coach kicked the second wolf's calf with a series of low legs swinging left and right. Judging from the momentum, these two feet must have a force of two or three hundred catties, and the average adult will definitely be overturned on the spot if he hits one leg casually.

Wen Erwolf is not an ordinary adult, and these two kicks on him can't catch up with his girlfriend's coquettishness.

The black belt coach naturally didn't plan to win with one move, no matter what the nature of the hilarious Tai Chi was in his mind, Wen Erwolf's height of more than eight meters and his weight of more than 180 pounds were placed there, coupled with the fierce short stubble on his face, it was not so easy to deal with at first glance. And since so many people dare to come to the door to find faults, they must all have some foundation.

After a tentative attack, the black belt coach immediately retreated to open the distance, but the second wolf did not counterattack the attack, but seriously commented: "The feet are the concentration of the internal breath of the human organs, and they need to be carefully adjusted and protected. ”

The Wen brothers have endured a lot of hardships since they were children, and their only stable job is to work as a foot therapist in Beitai Baozi Street Bathing City, where they have been working for five years, so they have a special study of foot therapy and have a lot of experience. Recently, I asked my two brothers to press it for me every day, not to mention, the effect is really good.

And I also know that the Wen brothers' understanding of pedicure is not just as simple as it seems. In the recent martial arts guidance, I and Dongfang Fuqin often exchange acupoint veins, but I didn't expect this topic Wen brothers to also interject, especially in the acupoint meridians of the feet, they have even more knowledge than I was born in Xianxia, and the ancestral family learned Dongfang Fuqin.

How could the black belt coach know Wen Erwolf's feelings and specialties, he just thought that he was mocking their taekwondo, and he was angry at the moment, and he didn't plan to make any reservations, he just wanted to defeat this guy who didn't know the height of the sky in one fell swoop.

With a battle cry, the black belt coach approached quickly, his waist was accumulating, and he swung his leg in the air to take Wen Erwolf's head directly.

The black belt coach took out his left foot and swept the left side of the second wolf's face, and the second wolf raised his right hand and steadily took the foot that was kicked to the side of the face.

The black belt coach tried to withdraw his leg and attack again, but suddenly found that his opponent's hand was so strong that he couldn't break free.

As the saying goes, a small arm can't twist a thigh, but the opponent actually used one hand to restrain one of his legs that has been bitter for decades, what a huge power gap is hidden in this.

Wen Erwolf grabbed the foot of the black belt coach and commented: "You see, due to long-term external pressure by gravity, your foot shape has changed, which is equivalent to the dislocation of the five internal organs, and the endocrine disorder cannot run." ”

The black belt coach's face changed drastically, and in the panic, he used the restrained left leg as a lever, and the full force exploded, and the right leg was turned to take the opponent's head and face.

"Male left, female right, don't worry. Wen Erwolf casually said and raised his hand to knock down the kicking right foot, and the black belt coach was unstable in his center of gravity and fell to the ground reflexively.

Wen Erwolf turned over and sat on the waist of the black belt coach, turned the soles of his feet towards him, and poked upwards with his fingers.

"The heart is stiff, the spleen and stomach are separated, boss, you have to eat more hot meals and less raw and cold. ”

The black belt coach was pressed under him and struggled left and right, but the prone position was not conducive to getting up, and one leg was pinned up, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Wen Erwolf was still nagging while pinching his feet, and in the ears of the black belt master, he only thought that he was mocking and teasing. Being teased like this in front of hundreds of students was so ashamed that the black belt coach just wanted to end this disaster as soon as possible.

"I throw in the towel... I threw in the towel!!"

With a humiliating cry, the black belt coach threw in the towel and then cried with his head covered.

Wen Erwolf shook his head and got up: "I just pinched out that your heels are skewed, and you are short-tempered, irritable and sad, sure enough, if you want to recuperate, you have to wear more soft-soled cloth shoes when you turn around, and you can't practice taekwondo anymore." ”

What I know is that Wen Erwolf is instructing health, and what I don't know is the naked slander and abuse of the entire taekwondo culture. Hundreds of students were full of anger and blood, and they all stood up in a hula.

Wen Erwolf panicked into a horse: "What are you doing, what are you doing!

The students were noisy and yelling, scolding Wen Erwolf for his disrespectful remarks, some asked him to apologize, and some wanted to fight with him again, and the scene was so chaotic.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the restless students immediately quieted down, and it was the black belt coach who blew the whistle, his face was especially tear-stained, and after putting down the whistle, he choked up and announced: "Silence, the curator is in." ”

The students immediately retreated to the sides, knelt in two rows and bowed their heads, and a short old man walked into the arena accompanied by several attendants.

The old man has a bald head, a pile of wrinkles on his forehead, compact facial features, a short stature, a pair of rimless glasses, and an exotic military uniform.

The black belt coach bowed 90 degrees to the old man, and then said a lot of unintelligible words.

If you don't understand it, you can't understand it, but I know it's Japanese, after all, I've read countless movies, and I still have this listening foundation.

The old man didn't say anything after listening to the black belt coach's words, silently took off the clogs on his feet, and slowly walked towards Wen Erwolf.

The students were in an uproar, and many people exclaimed: "The curator is going to make a move!"

From the reactions of everyone, it can be seen that this old curator has a transcendent status in their minds, and his strength is definitely much stronger than that of a black belt coach.

The curator first bowed to me, and then said in proficient Chinese: "Your Excellency's genre skills are outstanding, and you are admired, but I don't know what your real purpose is for coming here today, can you give me some advice." ”

This nagging, it's too elegant, learn from martial arts.

I pretended to be a calf and rolled my eyes, and Wen Erwolf answered for me: "We want to find a place in this area, but it is all occupied, so we can only kick out a few unqualified, your house is close to the door, just find the door." ”

The curator nodded: "Back then, the old man also defeated the previous owner here, the cycle of cause and effect, today's dispute is reasonable, and the old man should fulfill it." However, the old man did not come empty-handed, and he should have a pledge to prove his sincerity. ”

Wen Erwolf laughed and said to me, "I really don't understand this time." ”

I said that he would talk to you about chips, just tell him the conditions~

Wen Erwolf suddenly said: "Oh, such a thing, do you think this will work, kick the hall, if we win your restaurant, don't open it, we will buy it according to the bank's assessed land price, you just hurry up and vacate the space." If we lose, we will compensate you for the flagship store of the Siman Group, what do you think of this condition?"

The curator nodded: "Very fair." ”

"Hmm... What?"

"Good to make~"

After negotiating the conditions, there is no need to talk nonsense, we are anxious to reap the results, and the Taoist side is anxious to save face.

Sign the battle book and compete on stage!

The other party was played by the curator, and I sent Wen Dawolf, who has a bad brain, but whose hard power is slightly better than Wen Erwolf, out of the station.

There is absolutely no element of underestimating the enemy here, I don't play for the sake of the effect of the show, I can't lose my sense of mystery prematurely, and I have confidence in Wen Dawolf, to deal with this curator, his strength is enough.

The two took the stage, and the venue was still a standard taekwondo venue, and the rules remained the same.

The referee announced from afar: "The competition begins!"

Wen Dawolf stood stunned, the curator was not as sharp as a black belt coach, but strolled forward and slowly pulled away.

There was a whoosh sound of breaking wind, and few people in the field could keep up with the curator's sudden attack, which was a high and heavy slash of the lower leg, and the target was Wen Da Wolf's wide open chest.

This leg is powerful and heavy, which is by no means comparable to the black belt coach, and from a visual point of view, the leg strength is at least 500 pounds or more, and it is split in the chest of ordinary people, and it is ironclad and fatal.

is such a ruthless old man, and when he makes a move, he is running for his life.

It's a pity that his opponent is not human.

Syllable~

As soon as the flesh and skin collided, Wen Dawolf firmly caught the curator's feet, and with a little pinching, he was diagnosed.

"Kidney Yang is exhausted, you are destined to have no ......"

The old curator was not in a hurry or annoyed, and his face was easy-going: "Your Excellency, I'm afraid that you are wrong, the old man's 3 wives have given birth to a total of 6 children!"

Wen Dawolf's expression was sluggish: "Then this matter is complicated......"