Seeing that the enemy was approaching little by little, Guan Chen did not play handsome, and finally took his hand out of his pocket.

If the practitioner looks at each other's standing posture and hugging each other a few times, he can instinctively judge how the other party's martial arts are, and whether he can beat it or not.

nephew right hand on cheek, as a shield. The left hand is on the waist side, combining wrestling and Tang hand's huddle, attacking the opponent's leg to knock the person down, defending his own crotch or attacking the opponent's crotch.

On the other hand, Guan Chen didn't have a fist fight, just put his hands on his chest, bouncing and jumping, like a gangster.

“…… What punch did you learn. The nephew asked.

"Sistma." Guan Chen replied with a smile.

Unheard of boxing. The nephew thought about it for a while, but he hadn't heard of it, and secretly muttered in his heart, which foreign small boxing is this.

The nephew walked forward, trying to solve the problem quickly.

However, just as the nephew was about to punch, a wave of uneasiness crawled all over his back. That instinct has led him to the end of the ring countless times. Trust this instinct, stop your fist, and immediately retreat.

Guan Chen raised his eyebrows and watched his nephew retreat three meters away.

The nephew put away his contempt, and then looked at Guan Chen's fist fight, which was full of loopholes, but there was an indescribable weight around him. I couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was like I was being pointed at a machete wrapped in newspaper.

His instincts told him that if he rushed straight up, there was probably some trap waiting for him that he didn't expect.

"Our under-beaten nephew is very cautious."

Guan Chen didn't seem to like protracted battles either, and after saying this to the camera, he walked over directly like an ordinary person walking.

Before his nephew could open his mouth to remind, a fist appeared in front of him and pounced out of the darkness.

The nephew was still surprised that this punch came suddenly, and his body moved first. As soon as I tilted my head back, I felt a warm breeze brush my chin, leaving a burning pain. If it had been half a beat slower just now, the punch would have hit the face firmly. While the nephew pulled away, he was surprised that he was almost knocked down by a punch.

Guan Chen continued to punch, and every punch seemed to appear out of thin air, as if it was dissolved in the darkness, and the trajectory could not be seen at all, which caught people off guard.

The nephew was terrified. After many years of driving wooden stakes, he has long integrated his movements into his bones, and his two hands are like countless hands. But now I can't prevent it.

From time to time, he was punched in the face. It's also a shame that Guan Chen's strength is not heavy, and he didn't hit his chin and temples, so he hasn't fallen down yet.

The nephew seized an opportunity to avoid it, stood firm again, and looked carefully, after Guan Chen took off his tracksuit jacket, it was a black long shirt inside.

Black, like a friend, helped Guan Chen's arm blend into the night.

The nephew realized that he was unfamiliar with light. Fighting on this dimly lit parking lot lawn is not the same as fighting in a brightly lit ring.

Guan Chen and others made full use of the right time and place.

The nephew scolded in his heart, it's so insidious!

However, what about fists? The nephew was puzzled, even if his shoulders and elbows were covered in black and he couldn't see the movement, if he could see the fist, he should be able to react.

Thinking like this, the nephew was punched in the face.

The nephew gritted his teeth and reflexively bent over and shook his head, dodging the fist that was in hot pursuit. However, after he withdrew two meters, he found that Guan Chen had not caught up.

"The streets are not rings, there are no referees, and there is no dress code. If it's an outdoor fight at night, then, wear black clothes and black gloves, then you can get a head start. Guan Chen laughed, triumphant.

"Despicable!"

The nephew thought he had accidentally said what was in his heart. As a result, following the voice, I found that it was Sister Xiaoxiong who said it.

"It's despicable." Sister Little Bear, "Do all the gangsters fight like this?" ”

Guan Chen said to the camera: "Yes, this is the wisdom of street fighting. ”

The nephew snorted, at first he was just angry at Guan Chen's meanness, but after listening to Guan Chen's words, the nephew found that he felt faintly recognized in his heart, and he became even more angry.

"The hand is not as dense as the skull, so bare fist fighting, it often hurts the hand. Ordinary people can easily break their fingers or sprain their wrists if they don't have a specific way to learn how to exert force. Guan Chen began the lesson: "Ties and belts are actually very good things, wrapping their fists tightly and protecting their fists." ”

Guan Chen said that he doesn't wear a suit, and sportswear doesn't need a belt, so he can only choose to use the tape he carries with him.

Guan Chen shows his fist to the camera, where there are circles of dark gray super tape.

The nephew recognized this tape, and the hostages in the movie were stuck with this tape, and then they could only wait for the police to rescue them.

The most insidious thing is that Guan Chen also wrapped a layer of black mask commonly used by artists when going out on the outermost part of his fist, covering the complexion of his entire hand. In this way, the entire arm, from the shoulders to the fingers, is covered in black.

"Have you learned?" Guan Chen asked the camera.

Little Bear sighed: "It's too professional. ”

The nephew also has to admit that in terms of the next three abuses, it is indeed Guan Chen who is more professional.

Benevolence is an obstacle to the practice of martial arts, martial arts are not born for the boxing ring, and every killing move is a school's housekeeping skill. However, almost all of the masters choose "soft-hearted" disciples to pass on what they have learned in their lifetime. If you practice with a ruthless force, the masters of this kind of person dare not teach them all, for fear that something will happen.

Boxing style can see character.

The martial arts hall is monitored, and the nephew has watched the three battles that Guan Chen kicked out of the gym.

Some foul actions, coupled with vicious and subconscious small actions, are enough to prove that Guan Chen is obviously not a good person.

Now that it's time to fight on the streets, Guan Chen is even more exposed.

The nephew exhaled and became serious. It's a shame to deal with such an ordinary person, and he hasn't won it for so long.

Second encounter.

The nephew changed tactics this time, intending to use his best wrestling to deal with Guan Chen.

A forward pounce, at the cost of two punches, the nephew approached Guan Chen.

The moment the hands of both sides touched each other, the soles of their feet were like the bottom of a river, and there was an undercurrent.

The nephew felt the force from the opposite side, and it was obvious that Guan Chen also knew a little wrestling.

However, the nephew was not afraid. Although there is a gap in size, wrestling is his domain.

In the Yuan Dynasty, foreigners ruled the Central Plains, and the ban on weapons was extremely strict, especially for the Han people, and they were not allowed to practice martial arts.

Traditional Chinese martial arts, born with cold weapons, it is the military household that makes the martial arts have a systematic inheritance, and the Mengyuan Dynasty forbade the Han people to hold troops, which is equivalent to stifling the inheritance of martial arts, and some schools have disappeared.

Most of the popular martial arts now, such as Xingyi, Bagua, and Baji, were born in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and are new martial arts schools with a short history.

But there is a martial art that has been truly passed down for thousands of years in the military and folk formations from the Qin and Han dynasties to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and that is wrestling.

No weapons are required for wrestling.

Although Meng Yuan also forbade folk practice horn against sumo, it was not banned. The "Sumo Club" and "Kakutara Society" have always been important places for the common people to entertain, and they are also places for folk warriors to form associations to protect themselves and earn food.

During the Qing Dynasty, the "Jiaodu" fused with the Mongolian Boke and the Manchurian Buku to become "wrestling". Kangxi was young, and he used wrestlers to capture Aobai, and saw the practicality of wrestling, so he set up a "good fighting camp" to practice with wrestlers of all ethnic groups in the world.

After the Manchu Qing Dynasty was overthrown, the "Shanpu Battalion" disintegrated, and the official wrestling of the imperial court merged with the private wrestling of the people, and the "Huaxia Wrestling" was born.

In modern times, the role of martial arts is no longer as good as that of guns, and the situation is peaceful, and learning martial arts is no longer a way out. However, in order to highlight the national strength and promote culture, when the Olympic Games were held, Huaxia chose Huaxia wrestling to enter the Olympic project, and Huaxia wrestling has since become a national skill, with assessments, competitions, and a perfect training mechanism.

And the nephew's wrestling was learned from the second senior brother of the martial arts hall, and his ancestor was a master of training for the "good fighting camp". Among the tens of thousands of fighting teenagers, he is one of the few people standing at the top, under the age of seventeen, and has no opponent.

……

days, suddenly ran into the eyes.

Guan Chen found himself falling.

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