Ding Xiu just used the upper flirt in the knife technique, a very ordinary move, but because of the tricky angle, surprise, and great power, Zhang Xiong's hand almost didn't hold the dog stick.

In addition to being frightened, Zhang Xiong fought back with a stick, and after temporarily forcing Ding Xiu back, he didn't intend to give him too much opportunity to breathe, so he picked up the dog stick and attacked Ding Xiu directly.

He could see that Ding Xiu had studied weapons, and he still had two more troubles. The best thing to do is to break his eyebrow stick first.

The tactics are a little dirty, but there is no way to do it, in order to win.

When you go to the ring, you can only win or lose, and you can use all the methods and moves you can make without violating the rules.

He's good in this way, look at those who play sports, in order to prevent the opponent from scoring at critical times, shoveling people, pulling clothes, and hitting people are all basic operations, and it's a big deal to have a red card warning.

It's a good deal to replace the opponent for a score with a chance to break the rules. "One"

In the hall on the second floor, Ding Xiu kept blocking Zhang Xiong's attacks with his stick, and several crises were turned into dangers. The onlookers of martial arts once again changed their opinion of him a little.

The president of the Jingwu Martial Arts Association nodded and said, "I didn't expect that he was not only proficient in fists and feet, but also knew a little bit about stick techniques, which is not easy at this age."

It's just a few moves, and everyone hasn't seen Ding Xiu's full strength, and they haven't thought about the knife technique, they just feel that the front end of the stick is broken, and there is no way to hold it with both hands.

But seeing Ding Xiu's unchaotic style of play, he recognized his strength, and if he came over as an ordinary master, he might have been in a hurry, where could he still behave so calmly like him.

However, it is a matter of time before he loses, because Qi Mei can't bear it for a few hits, and Ding Xiu has already fought hard for a few rounds, and he is afraid that he will break it if he comes two more times. "Smack!"

When he was still thinking about how many times he could hold on, in the field, Ding Xiu faced the powerful dog-beating stick, and subconsciously stretched out the stick to block horizontally, with a crisp sound, the stick broke in unison, and it was divided into two.

There is no way to do this, kung fu practice to the end, more is muscle memory, many times it is a subconscious reaction, unable to think. When people come out of the stick, you see it, your brain thinks again, and gives instructions to the limbs, and the limbs move, and the daylilies are cold.

That's why you have to practice muscle memory, punch when you see someone raise your hand, kick you back, get close to your body, sweep your legs after opening the distance, and all the actions are completed in an instant.

Ding Xiu's Qi Mei stick is different from Zhang Xiong's dog beating stick, and he was able to block a few times in an orderly manner before because of his rich combat experience.

Zhang Xiong raised his hand and stepped forward, he knew what the other party was going to do, and his brain reacted quickly, dodging these attacks without breaking the stick. But as the opponent's attack became faster and faster, there was not much time left for him to think, and it was all a subconscious instinctive action in an instant.

Therefore, there is no way to break the stick.

The stick is still good, and after Qi Mei's stick is broken, the strength of the dog stick does not decrease, and it continues to smash towards Ding Xiu. Seeing this, some people have closed their eyes.

The big picture is set.

Wu Bing sighed slightly, feeling worthless for Ding Xiu, if Ding Xiu was holding a good weapon at this moment, it would definitely not be this result. "Bang!"

The dog-beating stick smashed into the ground, and a fist-sized hole was hammered into the wooden floor. Everyone looked fixedly, and Ding Xiu was unscathed.

It turned out that just at the moment when the Qi Mei stick broke, Ding Xiu's side of his body passed by the dog-beating stick, avoiding it at a distance. For a master like him, it was just the moment when the Qi Mei stick and the dog beating stick collided, and he knew that the Qi Mei stick was going to break.

No, or when he subconsciously raised the eyebrow stick, he knew it was going to break. So the body reacted quickly and sideways to avoid the dog stick.

At the same time, his feet were not idle, and without waiting for Zhang Xiong to lift the stick, he stepped heavily on the front of the dog-beating stick with one foot.

With a weight of more than 100 catties and Ding Xiu's intention to exert force, Zhang Xiong, who had been beaten for a while, was already panting, and he couldn't lift the dog beating stick at all, and his face was flushed.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped, their eyes widened.

No one expected that Ding Xiu's movements would be so fast, and the game that he was bound to lose was reversed all of a sudden.

Qi Mei Stick Break, Dodge Sideways, Kick Out to Suppress the Dog Stick, Everything is done in an instant, but if one of them moves slowly, what awaits him is lost.

"Damn, is the young man so quick to react?"

"I'm Nima, if it's me, this stick has to be knocked on the head." "This nerve reaction speed is amazing, natural athlete."

"He is not only quick to react, but also has rich combat experience, and he anticipates the subsequent results the moment the stick is broken, otherwise he will only dodge sideways at most."

In the midst of the exclamation, a big guy made a reliable explanation.

Ding Xiu's series of actions is quick to react, it is simply that he has too much combat experience, and if he hits him, a series of subconscious back moves will all come up.

You know, the human nerves and the body are two different systems.

The reaction is fast, but you have to be able to keep up with the body, otherwise it will be for nothing.

When you react, when the body moves, normal people have a transition time, but the master is different, the perennial battle makes them just glance, and the body moves.

Some even have the body reacting faster than the brain.

Ding Xiu is obviously the latter, no, he is much more powerful than the latter, not only the body reacts quickly, but the nerves also react quickly. If nothing else, Zhang Xiong is going to lose.

"Wow!"

Unable to lift the dog beating stick, Zhang Xiong pulled it with both hands instead, and the stick was drawn out from Ding Xiu's feet.

When he still wanted to raise the stick, Ding Xiu stretched out his legs, this distance, the first strike, the speed of the legs is much faster than the stick. "Bang!"

A side kick kicked Zhang Xiong in the chest, Zhang Xiong took five or six steps back, just raised the stick and was about to smash it down, holding the stick with a big hand.

I don't know when, Ding Xiu has already come to him, holding a stick in his left hand, pinching Zhang Xiong's neck with his right hand, licking his lips and grinning. "You lost."

His throat was pinched, he couldn't speak, Zhang Xiong still wanted to struggle, but he didn't expect Ding Xiu to suddenly increase his strength, he felt that it was difficult to breathe, and if he moved again, he might have to break his neck.

Inadvertently, he stared at Ding Xiu's eyes with unwilling eyes. The eyes were cold, ruthless, and full of murderous intent.

A lot of words were stuck in his throat, Zhang Xiong swallowed it, he was really afraid that Ding Xiu would kill him here in the next second.

His face had already begun to turn red, and Zhang Xiong, who had blue tendons on his forehead, didn't wait for the referee to speak, and patted Ding Xiu's arm vigorously to admit defeat.

Ding Xiu was unmoved, sneered, looked around and said, "What is he doing, admitting defeat or attacking, and he doesn't make a sound, do I stop or don't stop?"

When he came up, he bullied people with a broken stick, and he was so fierce in beating the dog stick, he had to go to the hospital and lie down for half a month if he wasn't careful. When his stick broke, no one came out to say anything.

Now I want to admit defeat just after the warm-up, how can it be so easy, and then beat it up and down. "Smack!"

"Smack!"

"I, I, ......"

The neck was pinched, Zhang Xiong patted Ding Xiu's arm again, and spit out a few words with difficulty, but before he could finish speaking, the strength on his neck suddenly increased, and the rest of the words clicked down.

"What did he say?" Ding Xiu asked everyone. Everyone: ".... ＂」

p!

You can't hear what you say, people are going to be strangled to death by you, guess what he said?

"Ahem." With a cough, the martial arts celebrity on Hong Kong Island stood up, Zhang Xiong's face turned blue, and if he didn't stop it, he was afraid that he would not die: "He admits defeat."

"Yes, old man, do you count, don't deny the person concerned for a while, as soon as I let go, he is going to make a sneak attack and deceive." "No, my words still work."

People are all pinched and rolled their eyes, and they still sneak attack, to deceive, this special thing has to be sneak attacked. "Well, since you've said so, I'll believe it."

As soon as Ding Xiu let go, Zhang Xiong seemed to have his whole body strength taken away, lying on the floor, panting like a dead fish, and the dog beating stick fell to the side, and he never had the strength to lift it again.

"Sorry, I was a little serious just now

It's okay, can't you stop it, are you?"

In the face of Ding Xiu's hypocrisy, Zhang Xiong didn't have the strength to bury him, but barely raised his hand and waved. Seeing Zhang Xiong being carried away, Ding Xiu said angrily, "Next."

"Next!"

On the Internet, about the success of Ding Xiu's fifth challenge, Hong Kong Island and mainland netizens are both ice and fire.

"Damn, these old men are really useless, aren't they known as masters, they can't beat one of them with so many fights." "If I had known that I would have gone on my own, I would have lost anyway."

"Some time ago, Quan really fooled my nephew into signing up for martial arts, and this is what feelings are."

"Ding Xiu's trouble, it can be regarded as a clear understanding of the martial arts world on Hong Kong Island, which one can fight and which one can't fight at a glance, everyone will avoid it after the karate comes up and will be carried down, don't be fooled."

"Whoever said that kung fu can't be beaten, polish the dog's eyes and take a look."

"Ding Xiu's kung fu has been filed at the police station, and they obviously didn't find out in advance."

"I think Brother Xiu was a man with a knife, chasing dozens of gangsters running around the street, and when the boxing king came, he knelt with one move." "Is it really a joke when the factory flower of the Beijing Film Studio is playing?"

Most of the netizens talked eloquently through the screen, and most of them didn't see Ding Xiu's competition at the scene, they just felt that winning was a bull. In fact, the kung fu of these people challenged by Ding Xiu is not bad.

Especially Zhang Xiong, who is holding a stick, such a heavy stick can be retracted and released freely in his hand, and he wants to be perfect, every stick is unpredictable, tricky and vicious, and he is going to Ding Xiu's key point, but if he hits a move, he will lie down.

Outside, Zhang Xiong can be regarded as a master, and ordinary martial arts practitioners are not enough for him to fight, and he is already very strong.

It's just that everyone didn't see the scene, they didn't know the situation, and they heard about a few defeats through the screen, and they thought it was a little level.

As everyone knows, the situation at the scene is unpredictable, Ding Xiu is in danger during the competition, and the moment he breaks his eyebrows, Wu Jing, Wu Bing, Cheng Long and others are all in their throats.

Later, when he saw that he had won, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on his face. "Wing Chun, Leung Lu, I've seen Master Ting."

After the fifth fight, no one dared to make a move, and no one answered after Ding Xiu spoke, during which someone put their eyes on the white-bearded old man sitting on the Taishi's chair on the sidelines.

But the old man didn't speak, and shook his head.

Seeing that there was no hope, the talents of Wing Chun had no choice but to stand up.

"Eight extremes, Ding Xiu." Ding Xiu gave it up with a little regret, and there was no money to make now.

Originally, he wanted to try Bajiquan, but unfortunately, he didn't see it, and he glanced at the Bajiquan boss several times in a row, and the other party looked at it as if he didn't see it, looking at his nose and nose.

How did he know, the more he practiced the Eight Extremes, the more he knew his horror. This body of Baji Fist is not only perfect, but also the peak.

Ding Xiu's Baji Boxing is different from what they practice, the anger between one punch and one kick is very heavy, or it is more appropriate to kill him, and those who don't know think they have just come down from the battlefield.

If they hadn't known that he was a star, they would have called the police.

Because the Eight Extremes felt that Ding Xiu had no life in his hands, otherwise it would be impossible to fight so hard.

Liang Lu was dressed in a black Tang suit, with thousand-layer cloth shoes under his feet, and said flatly: "Master Ding, we have sticks, fists, and knives in Wing Chun, and everyone has seen your fists and sticks, how about seeing knives next?"

Wing Chun Eight Chopping Knife, although it is not famous on the rivers and lakes, but those who have practiced it know that this is a big killer. Punches and kicks hurt people, and the damage is limited.

The six-and-a-half stick is also not suitable for this kind of space.

The only suitable one is the Eight Chopping Knife, short and capable, pursuing speed, and being good at close quarters.

Besides, after watching a few battles, they also know more or less about Ding Xiu's situation, and his boxing skills are exquisite, and they will lose if they go up, and they can't fight.

I don't know much about the stick method, but I obviously understand it, I only blame Zhang Xiong for losing too fast, and he didn't thoroughly understand the details, they didn't dare to bet, in case he was a stick master.

In the end, there is the knife left, Liang Lu is good at knives, and he has practiced eight knives for many years, which is no worse than the kung fu in his hands. Now he can only hope that Ding Xiu doesn't know how to swords,

Otherwise, it's really the end of the calf.

If you think about it, it shouldn't be possible for a person to be proficient in fists, feet, clubs and knives at the same time, right? That's not scientific.

Just like Ding Xiu said when he fought against Ma Qiang, it is not easy for ordinary people to be proficient in a kung fu, and they often study hard for more than ten or twenty years.

Ding Xiu, a kind of Bajiquan, should spend a lot of time on his fists and feet, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and it is already very perverted to take time to practice the stick method while practicing Bajiquan.

If he can still be proficient in swordsmanship in this case, Liang Lu will go to the grave of his grandfather to burn a few sticks of incense when he goes back, because he has memorized the idea home. "Poof!"

In the crowd, Wu Jing couldn't help laughing.

Compared with Ding Xiu's knife technique, is this particularly serious, Ding Xiu's knife technique is the first, and the fist technique is second, and the reason why the knife technique is not commonly used is because the controlled knife cannot be easily unveiled and can easily hurt people.

Another is that Ding Xiu's boxing technique is very powerful, and there are not many people who can make him use the knife.

Liang Lu's knife technique to challenge Ding Xiu at this point is completely hitting the muzzle of the gun, and Ding Xiu can win this wave with his eyes closed. Hearing the laughter, many people looked angrily at Wu in shock, in their opinion, this was a provocation and a contempt for people. Wu Bing also glared at his beloved apprentice, as if to say, know not to say it, you are not sensible.