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Chapter 79 Zhao Wenzhuo, I Don't Accept It (adding more to the Silver League)

"Don't fight, it's boring."

Ding Xiu waved his hand, put off his thoughts of continuing to fight.

You can't touch this, you can't touch that, and you can't even spank.

He is not the kind of reckless guy who is about to hurt someone, whether it is the eyes or the neck, even if he touches it, he knows how hard it will be.

Absolutely no harm to anyone.

To say that you are just a little bit, you won't go in.

But now I don't allow rubbing, and I still knit.

Yen Zidan's actions were full of flaws in his eyes, but he couldn't play yet. This kind of play was too aggrieved and boring.

Ding Xiu stopped fighting, and everyone was disappointed. They thought it was a fight between dragons and tigers, but they didn't expect that it would be over if one move was not passed.

Zhang Yimou didn't know what to say, so he could only respect the ideas of both parties.

He didn't dare to boast, so he let the two let go of the fight. If something happened, whose fault would it be?

Donnie Yen cupped his hands slightly and said, "The rules of traditional martial arts are different from those of modern fighting. You are not used to my style of play, and I am not used to yours. I really didn't think clearly in a hurry."

"Another day, make an appointment again and let's have a good conversation."

In a word, Donnie Yen gave Ding Xiu a step down, and he also gave himself a step up, and no one could fault him.

Everyone plays differently, and we didn't discuss it beforehand. It's really embarrassing to put them together in a hurry.

In addition, he was also a little scared, even though Ding Xiu didn't move much, just pinching the back of his neck made his hairs stand up.

The big hands were like iron pincers, and they were very powerful. He had no doubt that if Ding Xiu's hands were to die, he could really break his neck.

"I'll fight you!"

Before Ding Xiu could nod his head, a sonorous and forceful voice sounded from the corner.

Zhao Wenzhuo stood up.

He watched for a while, but didn't make a sound until the two of them finished fighting.

"I have practiced martial arts and know a little bit of fighting. I can adapt to any rules. Let me try Ding Xiu's kung fu."

"Wow, it's a good show." Wu Jing was excited: "Brother Xiu, Brother Zhuo practiced his back, his arms are very stiff, you should be careful."

Ding Xiu calmly said: "I can see it."

Zhao Wenzhuo is tall and burly, his arms are a little longer than ordinary people, and he has a tiger back, a wasp waist, and praying mantis legs. This kind of person is a good player on the battlefield.

Since he is practicing martial arts, it means that all kung fu is in his hands.

Rolling up his sleeves, Zhao Wenzhuo said to Zhang Yi, "Director Zhang, don't you mind if I have a fight with Ding Xiu?"

"I don't mind, as long as he agrees." After speaking, he looked at Ding Xiu.

"I'm fine." Ding Xiu said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Zhao Wenzhuo smiled heartily: "I have thick arms and thick legs, and I can withstand beatings. You can come anyway, but at worst, you will just lie down for a few days. A man, what a big deal."

"But you have to be careful, my fist is hard."

A pun, this is scolding Donnie Yen for being thin and tender for fear of getting hurt.

In fact, Zhao Wenzhuo is qualified to scold him.

In terms of actual combat ability, he thinks he can't lose to Donnie Yen, even Li Lianjie is the same. Looking at the entire entertainment industry, there are very few who dare to face him head-on.

Of course, the tricks of those boxing champions and fighting champions don't count.

The reason why he dared to think this way was not because of his arrogance, but because of his self-confidence based on his own conditions and strength.

The first is height and weight. Neither Li Lianjie nor Yen Zidan exceeded [-] meters. Compared with the two, he was ten centimeters taller, and his corresponding weight was much heavier.

Anyone who knows a little bit about fighting knows that different heights and weights have different punch weights.

Otherwise, there will be no flyweight, lightweight, and heavyweight competitions.

The flyweight boxing champion ran to PK with the heavyweight boxing champion, probably lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth every minute.

The other is age. The peak of a normal man is around [-] years old. Li Lianjie and Donnie Yen are around [-], and their peak state has long since disappeared.

In addition, I have been injured during filming in these years, either broken bones or steel nails on my thighs, and when the weather is sunny and rainy, my whole body hurts, so I don't have any strength.

He is different, he is just thirty this year, in his prime.

In addition, unlike Wu Jing, Li Lianjie, and Zhen Zidan, who went to the Shicha Martial Arts School, he went to the Wushu Department of Peking University of Physical Education, and because it is a sports school, he learned a comprehensive range of things.

I learned Sanda when I was in Beijing Sports, and I have some actual combat experience.

Not only Sanda, he also learned wrestling, and the coach who taught him was the king of wrestling in the army competitions in the [-]s.

When the Soviet Union was still there, the team also invited the karate Far East champion to teach them.

When he was on Hong Kong Island in the early years, he liked to find people to compete in martial arts. It is not that he has never fought Muay Thai fighters.

Beside Donnie Yen, Zhang Yimou asked with interest: "Who do you think can win?"

Donnie Yen shook his head, he didn't hit him, who knows: "It's hard to say."

"Brother Xiu must have won." Wu Jing said: "I have fought with him before, no matter whether it is weapons or punches, I can't catch a single move."

Hey!
Donnie Yen's face twitched.

No wonder they kept encouraging him to fight, it turned out that Ding Xiu was so powerful.

Wu Jing is a bit skilled, it goes without saying, and being so young, even he can't take a move from Ding Xiu's men, so if he goes up by himself, he will probably give it away.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

In the middle of the arena, Zhao Wenzhuo had already moved, and he punched a back fist, and there was a crackling sound in the air immediately.

It was like a whip was whipped to the ground.

"Tong Bei Quan emphasizes coldness, crispness, quickness, and hardness. It is long and flexible, heavy and violent, and lightly shakes. He has mastered it all at once."

Wu Jing said.

In Shicha Martial Arts School, almost everyone knows dozens of sets of boxing, even if they don't know some boxing, they have seen it.

Tong Bei Quan is famous, he has not only seen it, but also learned it, but he is not good at it, he only learned routines.

At the beginning, the coach did not use his eyes to check whether everyone was qualified or not, but listened with his ears.

Zhao Wenzhuo's crackling voice was so loud, it was no worse than that coach back then.

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, Zhao Wenzhuo raised his hand and drew towards Ding Xiu.

Taking a step back, Ding Xiu leaned back to dodge.

Zhao Wenzhuo leaned forward and punched Ding Xiu in the chest with a whistling sound.

His wingspan is long, and he caught up with him in just half a step, very fast.

"Good come."

Ding Xiu took a stride without dodging or avoiding, stretched out his arms, and blocked the punch with his elbow. He wanted to try how hard the Tongbei punch was.

"boom!"

Fist and elbow collided, Zhao Wenzhuo took several steps back, his face flushed, he gritted his teeth and shook his trembling hand.

Anyone who has tried it knows how hard his fist is, but it was unexpected that Ding Xiu could catch it with his elbow, and it was so accurate.

The hardest part of human bones, the elbow can definitely rank in the top three. There are few nerves here, and it is not painful to fight. It is used a lot in traditional martial arts.

Fortunately, Ding Xiu used his elbow. If it was the tip of his elbow, his fingers might be broken.

On the opposite side, Ding Xiu's arm was numb, and he knew the strength of Zhao Wenzhuo's fist, so he rushed over again without probing.

Walking like a dragon and a tiger, like a galloping wild horse, it quickly stepped forward. When it was almost in front of it, the horse jumped forward and took a big stride. .

I saw him raise his elbow again.

"boom!"

Before Zhao Wenzhuo could react, an elbow was pressed against his chest, and he flew upside down, sitting on the chair that was stabbed by the gun before.

"Fuck!"

Wu Jing's eyes widened, not caring about his image in front of Zhang Yi, and he swears.

"Hush, huh!"

Sitting on the chair, Zhao Wenzhuo's face was pale, he didn't move at all, he just felt that his breath was stuck in his chest and his breathing was not smooth.

He could no longer care about his red and trembling hands, he felt like he was going to die.

PS: There is another chapter in the evening, about [-]:[-], ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)