Although people have been at home, they have been lying on the sofa and not moving, which is no less than going out of the house.

Take a shower, change clothes, and clean up musty odors from your body.

Chen Jing planted his body and continued to lie on the sofa.

Smack your lips and reminisce about this experience in the desert.

It wasn't until Ah Xuan slapped his face and shouted that he was hungry that he got up again.

I got something to eat casually, turned on the computer after a long absence, updated the forum posts, and posted a different version of what happened to me during this time.

Continue to practice in the evening.

He was in no hurry to return to that world.

Day 3.

Chen Jing arrived at the club as promised.

"Mr. Chen, long time no see." The coach greeted him at the door as always, and after greeting him, he took out a file bag and handed it over, "This is the opponent we arranged for you today." ”

Chen Jing pulled the thread apart and took out the information inside.

"Chanda, male, height 1m97, weight 108 kg, arm span 2m08......."

The physical fitness is extremely good.

In the file, he also lists his fights.

Not very good, not known for strength.

Of the more than 30 victories, only three were "KOs", and the others were all point-based and skillful.

"This is my opponent?" When he walked to the ring, Chen Jing raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and looked at the coach with a calm expression.

He wasn't afraid.

When hunting in the wasteland, he often fights with fierce beasts that are far superior to his physique and strength.

But......

Think in terms of the real world.

This shouldn't be the opponent you're going to face, right?

It's like a beginner who is very talented in mathematics but has only studied for half a year and is assigned to challenge one of the millennial problems.

No matter how you look at it, it's very illogical.

"Hmm." He was also very calm, "Mr. Chen, don't worry, the inspection of the video materials over there is not calculated according to the battle record, and it will be good for you to fight against the masters, even if you lose." ”

Chen Jing nodded: "How much does he pay to appear?" ”

The coach was stunned for a moment, and his voice weakened a little: "Ah, that, I am his enlightenment coach, and after talking to him, he is also very enthusiastic and does not need an appearance fee." ”

"Really?" Chen Jinghu was suspicious.

The coach was serious: "Really. ”

But he didn't dare to look directly at Chen Jing.

Clear-eyed people, no, even if they are not clear-eyed people, can see that this is difficult.

Mr. Chan is smart and must be clear.

But he ......

Even if he knew that he was being harassed, he didn't get angry, and he was even worried about the cost.

Isn't it too much?

Even in order to prevent Mr. Chen from participating in that extremely dangerous competition, isn't it a bit too bullying to invite a professional player who has already made a name for himself?

Sure enough, it's better than the other one......

No, it should be weaker and better?

But everyone has already been invited.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

For the future of the club and the future of Mr. Chen, even if he can't sleep tonight and gets up and slaps his mouth repeatedly, this matter must be done!

Chen Jing warmed up.

Chanda came over quickly, with a height of nearly two meters and a weight of more than two hundred catties, he did not look bloated, but had a feeling of leanness.

He is not very good-looking, his skin is dark, and his eyes are full of energy, like a little leopard.

They changed into protective gear, stood in the ring, and began their first communication.

"You're the gifted person the teacher said you were talking about?" Chanda looked at Chen Jing, "My body is still a little weaker, so I need to practice more." ”

He didn't have much resistance.

Like most sports, boxing is a very talented sport.

Some people practice since childhood, and in the end they can only come out to be a coach.

Some people are halfway through the world, but in the end they make it to the world stage.

Take himself as an example, he was also a monk halfway, before the age of twenty-one, he worked on a construction site, and that day he got drunk and got into a fight with someone, and it happened to hit the club, he couldn't afford to lose money and didn't want to go to jail, so he was picked up and trained.

"Take your time, this thing can't be rushed." Chen Jing responded to him and clenched his fists.

The protector has a soft and collapsed feel, and he is a little unaccustomed to it.

"Professional boxing isn't as congenial as you think." Chanda took a stance, "Although it is true that there are some limitations. ”

Chen Jing didn't speak, and also put on a posture.

Chanda couldn't help frowning.

This... It's not what the teacher said.

The teacher told him on the phone that he was only dealing with a young man who was very talented and learned everything quickly, but had little practical experience.

But the feeling that the person in front of me brought to him was completely different from the cognition in the information given by the teacher.

Dangerous!

The danger of letting yourself blow up from the tail bone.

This is how it felt when Xiao Hei was pointed at a gun on the streets of Xinxiang.

This man has no experience, just talent?

Fart!

Chanda's expression was serious and became serious.

Under the ring, several coaches discussed in a whisper.

"How many points do you think Chanda can win?"

"Don't win points, do you? I think a minute knockout at most. ”

"KO" is a boxing term that refers to knocking out an opponent with the right technique and making it impossible for the opponent to get back up and continue the fight for ten seconds without a second strike.

"No, Mr. Chen has always learned defensive movements very well."

"Chanda's knockout ability has always been quite lacking."

"That's compared to the same level of players." Someone disagreed, shaking his head, "Professional and non-professional, and there is such a big gap between the heavyweights." ”

But whether they agree with "KO" or disagree with "KO", they are not optimistic about Chen Jing.

A beginner who has not yet reached half a year, how can there be an ending other than "losing" when he fights an opponent who is three heavyweights higher than himself.

Even professionally can't do it.

The coach clapped his hands to start the game, and walked away from them.

Almost instantaneous.

Chanda rushed at him, slipped to his knees halfway, reached out with both hands, and hugged him by the waist.

Submersible takedown.

So fast!

Tianmu made Chen Jing capture his movements, and his senses also predicted what he was going to do, but in such a short distance, his body speed was not at all as fast as Qian Da's body speed.

I wanted to lift my knee, but I haven't lifted it yet.

was hugged by Chanda.

Chen Jinggang was about to punch, but he immediately reacted and couldn't.

This is a reported fight, using UFC rules.

It is forbidden to hit the back of the head and spine.

Tut......

He was glad that he didn't listen to the coach's fools and got involved in professional martial arts.

This kind of rule is too self-restricting.

Chanda flipped off.

The difference in physique and strength made him enough to crush his opponent in the simplest of ways.

Chen Jing gritted his teeth and protected his torso with true qi.

Bang, slamming the ground.

The coach came up and prepared to check the situation - ordinary people who normally have not received much training to resist blows will lose their combat effectiveness just this time.

Chanda is very professional, and Rao has not forgotten to pursue even in this situation.

As soon as the body is horizontal, it will be pressed against Chen Jing's body, and the armbar in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu will be further suppressed.

The smash was very heavy, even if he had true qi to protect his body, Chen Jing was in pain all over his body.

Maybe if it wasn't for the battle in the desert, he would have sunk in pain and couldn't do anything to resist.

But now......

Without waiting for Chanda to press down, he rolled around on a donkey and dodged in embarrassment.

The coach immediately withdrew again.

Chanda looked cautious.

Is the resistance to blows so strong? Can you react so quickly after such a fall?

Chen Jing grinned.

He didn't have any really angry and embarrassed mentality.

Do you have a physical advantage, but you don't have a true qi advantage?

The pace clicked, and he went straight towards Chanda.

In terms of speed, he does not have an advantage, but it is easy for him to find opportunities by keeping a distance.

Just fight in close combat!

I have the "Heavenly Eye" supernatural power, and there will be no gap in reaction ability.

There is also "true qi", and the ability to resist blows is an advantage.

You just can't hit the vital ......

Chen Jing pursed his lips and resisted these professional competitions even more.

The coach was terrified.

Mr. Chen fought so fiercely.

Of course, what is even more surprising is that in close combat, he can keep up with the confrontation of a professional player as a beginner.

Fought bloody.

Punch for punch.

Blood spilled from the nose and the corners of the mouth.

But even so, he was still able to protect his vital point in such a complicated situation, and he has never been "knocked out".

Chanda is happy to do so.

I'm stronger and stronger, so why don't you do it?

But more than a minute passed.

He realized something was wrong.

How can this person on the other side resist more than himself?

The physical exertion also seems to be smaller than that of himself.

The first round ended quickly.

The coach motioned for a stop.

The onlookers under the ring were surprised.

From the perspective of the situation, Mr. Chen is more advantageous.

It's not like a low-heavyweight vs. high-heavyweight crushing game, but a close match.

Chanda cleaned the wound and looked at Chen Jing in astonishment.

I didn't notice it when I was fighting just now, but now that I count it, the injury on the other side seems to be lighter than my own?

The three rounds were played quickly.

The coach stopped them.

The onlookers were amazed, they thought that Chen Jing could hold out for one round at most, or even be "KO" if he didn't have one round, but the two of them actually fought three rounds, and in the situation, Chen Jing was even the main attack and Chanda defended.

"I lost." Chanda was very frank, "You really don't plan to play professionally? With your ability, you will make a name for yourself as soon as you appear. ”

The heavyweights are higher, more experienced, and suppressed in the ring.

Can this be called a win? It's not even a draw.

Chen Jing took a towel to wipe his sweat and let the coaches treat his wounds: "Don't go, it's boring." ”

"There have been several times, but I can't do it because of what broke the rules."

Qian Da was stunned.

Chen Jing folded his hands and counted: "Like at the beginning of the first round, if you hug and drop me, what will happen if I hit your neck with my elbow?" ”

"Or hit you in the spine."

"And in the second round, when we are hugging, I will bite your ear and kick your ball."

"And ......"

Chanda shuddered, took two steps back, and looked at the gushing Chen Jing with a strange look.

This......

It can't be called martial arts, right?

He had something going on in his head.

"Too polite, still too polite." Chen Jing shook his head and sighed, "It's boring, I don't feel like my blood is boiling at all." ”

Yes.

He thought it would be a very exciting thing to fight with a top master like Chanda.

But it really worked.

It's bland.

There is no hatred between the two, and the victory or defeat is not a life and death decision, and this kind of glance at the past and a harmonious ending can't bring him any tension at all.

"Coach, have you recorded all the videos?" Chen Jing got up.

The coach nodded numbly: "It's recorded." ”

"Please pass it on." Chen Jing waved his hand at him, "Let's make an appointment, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

The coach still nodded numbly and watched Chen Jing return to the locker room.

"Teacher, don't persuade him anymore?" Chanda came over and was enthusiastic, "Such a good seedling, the world can't find a second one." ”

He wasn't jealous at all.

UFC is not a popular sport in China, and the attention is very low, on the one hand, the public has no basis for fighting, and on the other hand, the achievements of the Chinese people are not very outstanding.

If a genius like Chen Jing is willing to participate in the competition and play a terrifying victory, he can expand the domestic market!

As a Chinese player, he is the first beneficiary.

How can there be any reason for jealousy, I hate that I have seen this thigh, and I have a relationship to hold this thigh, but it is ...... Don't let yourself hold this thigh!

"How to persuade." The coach was not angry and gritted his teeth, "If you knock him out in one round, then I won't be able to persuade him." ”

Chanda shook his head: "He has a strong ability to resist blows, how did he practice?" ”

"Practice, practice!" The coach was even more angry, "That's talent!" ”

"The amount of training you could achieve in half a year at that time was less than a month, and it was still increasing."

Chanda envies.

Talent......

These are the two most incomprehensible words in the world.