Don't get me wrong, I really didn't mean to tease you

Chapter 139 Boxing VS Wrestling
Xu Zhengwen grabbed Ma Jiawen's collar, and raised his right fist in the air just now, but Ma Jiawen's left hand grabbed Xu Zhengwen's left hand that was holding his collar, and at the same time raised his right foot, knees slightly bent, He clasped Xu Zhengwen's left leg with his calf towards the inside, then touched Xu Zhengwen's chin with his right hand, and pushed it outward.

In an instant, Xu Zhengwen of 186 was tripped by Ma Jiawen and lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground sprawled all over.

"Oh, why did you fall down as soon as I raised my hand? I haven't exerted my strength yet!"

Ma Jiawen looked at Xu Zhengwen who fell on the ground, showed a contemptuous smile, and said with a playful smile:

"So look, I said that the ones in your soft courtyard are soft and cheap, am I right?"

In the eyes of the layman next to him, it seemed that Ma Jiawen just used a bit of ingenuity to trip Xu Zhengwen, as if it was no big deal.

But Jia Yun is a master, he recognized the technique used by Ma Jiawen at a glance.

This is a common technique in traditional wrestling, called "Xiaodehe".

Although the technical principle of this move is very simple, it is nothing more than exerting force with both hands and feet at the same time to destroy the opponent's center of gravity, but it is not easy to connect the movements so smoothly.

What's more, Ma Jiawen's visual height is less than 180, which is a whole section shorter than Xu Zhengwen.

But in this case, this Ma Jiawen can still overthrow Xu Zhengwen at will, and it can be seen that this guy is very skilled in wrestling.

However, although Ma Jiawen was not as tall as Xu Zhengwen, he was very stocky, with a hulking back and a thick neck. In comparison, although Xu Zhengwen was tall, he was a typical basketball player, not very strong.

It's really hard to say who is the bigger heavyweight among them.

Jia Yun estimated that this guy majored in wrestling in the sports academy.

The instructor next to him hastily pulled the two away and scolded:
"What are you guys doing?!"

"It's a great talent show session, why do you want to do it?!"

Although Xu Zhengwen was thrown down, he did not suffer any substantial damage on the soft lawn.

He struggled to stand up, pointed at Ma Jiawen's nose and cursed:

"CNM can only sneak attack, right?!"

"If you have the ability, let's lay it out and practice one-on-one!"

"Shut up for me!!!"

The instructor scolded:
"Okay, today's talent show is over, let me go back to the team!"

"Otherwise, you will all be punished by me!"

At this moment, Instructor Qian from the Physical Education Department came over and persuaded the presiding instructor:
"Farewell, old Hong, young people, it's good to have a little temper. Who of us was not young back then?"

"Why don't I see it this way, this talent show session doesn't have to be limited to singing and dancing performances, it can be played with some men's things."

"Old Qian, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, how about taking this opportunity to let the two of them perform a fighting match. The Department of Physical Education has plenty of gloves and protective gear. Nothing will happen."

After Instructor Qian finished speaking, he turned around and asked the students around him, do you want to watch a live-action fight match?
"think!!!"

The surrounding students don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, they just want to find some excitement.

Instructor Hong frowned upon hearing this, and said:
"Old Qian, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the chief instructor?"

"The chief instructor left me half an hour ago. Old Hong, I think you are just worrying too much. You forgot what the chief instructor said before? You must hone these skills as much as possible while ensuring your personal safety." The willpower, discipline and bloodiness of the students should be as close to the real army as possible."

"Have you forgotten how we deal with conflicts between two people in our army?"

"If a young man is not arrogant, is he still called a young man? If you want to hold back everything, what blood is there?"

Instructor Hong heard the words and thought about it. Anyway, there are protective gears, and these are all young children. Presumably, their combat effectiveness is just like that, and they are worn out after being strenuous, so they turned to Xu Zhengwen and Ma Jiawen.

"Have you thought about it?"

Xu Zhengwen gritted his teeth, looked at Ma Jiawen angrily, and nodded.

Ma Jiawen, on the other hand, had a playful smile on his face, and made a walking movement of Chen Yun walking on the same hands and feet at Xu Zhengwen, mocking Xu Zhengwen's cerebellar hypoplasia as much as he could.

"Old Xu! Fuck him to death!"

"That's right! Kill this bastard!"

"Old Xu, come on!!!"

Of course, Ma Jiawen's behavior aroused public outrage in the Soft Institute, and the students in the software department all wished that Xu Zhengwen could beat Ma Jiawen severely to vent their anger.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Not far away, Sun Yushan from the flight attendant department was also clapping and applauding, feeling like adding fuel to the fire.

Of course, it is impossible for her to have any interest in Ma Jiawen's ugliness, but she especially likes to see boys jealous for her, and even beaten to the point of bleeding.

For her, this is the best endorsement of her charm.

"Sun Yushan!!!"

Ma Jiawen suddenly shouted at Sun Yushan from the flight attendant department:
"If I win, be my girlfriend!"

When Sun Yushan heard this, he just smiled and said nothing, she had seen too many men like this, and Xu Zhengwen was so angry that he could hardly speak at this moment.

"Damn it, why don't you think about your last words first!"

The two instructors put on the combat protective gear for each of them, and Jia Yun noticed that they were still using finger gloves instead of boxing gloves.

Instructor Hong repeatedly urged:
"Remember, this is a sparring, not a fight, just stop! Don't hit hard!"

At this time, Jia Yun suddenly ran to Xu Zhengwen's side and tugged Xu Zhengwen's arm.

"Old Xu, let me tell you something."

Jia Yun pulled Xu Zhengwen aside, and whispered to Xu Zhengwen:

"Old Xu, I remember you said, have you ever practiced boxing?"

Xu Zhengwen nodded and said:

"Well, what happened?"

Jia Yun said:
"This guy is a typical wrestler, you have to remember, you must keep a distance from him, don't let him get close, it's best to use jabs to interfere with his sight, keep a distance from him, and then find a gap to hit him with heavy punches Chin, don’t hit your body, with the protective gear on, your fist won’t do much damage.”

"By the way, and also, use less jumping steps, as the foot plate is unstable and easy to fall."

Xu Zhengwen is in a fit of anger at the moment, what he wants to do most now is to hit Ma Jiawen's face with all his strength, facing Jia Yun's advice, he just said impatiently:

"Don't worry, Lao Jia, I may not be as good as you in other places, but when it comes to fighting, hehe, when you have time in the future, go to the capital to find out my name, Xu Zhengwen!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Zhengwen walked to the center of the field and started the battle with Ma Jiawen.

Seeing this, Jia Yun could only shake his head helplessly.

As a member of the Soft Academy, of course he hoped that Xu Zhengwen could vent his anger on everyone.

But when he saw Xu Zhengwen's boxing frame and the steps under his feet, Jia Yun knew Xu Zhengwen's fighting power in his heart.

As the saying goes, experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement.

For a veteran fighter like Jia Yun, judging a person's combat effectiveness doesn't even require a trick, as long as some tiny details are basically enough to judge a person's combat effectiveness.

Take boxing as an example, to judge the level of a person's boxing, just look at his pace is completely enough.

The real essence of boxing lies not in punches, but in steps.

Gu Wu said:

"Teaching boxing does not teach walking, teaching walking beats the master."

This also reflects the importance of pace for a martial art.

A good boxer has elegant and agile steps, clean and neat, without any superfluous movements.

On the other hand, Xu Zhengwen in front of him, after he entered the stage, he waved his fists and rushed forward without thinking. At this moment, he was holding his fists in front of his chest, his fists protecting his chin, and he was walking and confronting Ma Jiawen there. Look, it really looks like that, a bit like a boxer.

But his steps are very sloppy, the distance between his feet varies from time to time, and there are too many useless jumps, which will consume a lot of energy for no reason.

Not only that, Xu Zhengwen's hands were also loosely held, the elbows of the two arms were not clamped, and there was a large gap.

If he met an experienced boxer, Xu Zhengwen's liver would have been punched long ago.

Just by looking at it, Jia Yun could figure out Xu Zhengwen's boxing level.

If you use the martial arts novels to describe how many years of so-and-so's skill, Xu Zhengwen's boxing skills will not exceed three months of boxing gym training at most.

Moreover, to be honest, these two instructors are obviously not experts in this area, and this rule is obviously not good for boxing.

Originally, when boxing meets wrestling, boxing suffers.

In the fighting world, there is a saying that goes like this:

"When you meet a wrestler on the street, the boxing champion has to make a detour."

These words are not groundless.

Because no matter how powerful a boxer is, if he wants to show his true strength, he has to build on one premise, that is, to keep standing.

Not only boxing, but all standing and striking martial arts have the same way of exerting force, that is, twisting the waist, kicking the ground and turning the hips.

As the saying goes, strength starts from the ground, fists come from the heart.

Once the balance of the feet is broken, they leave the ground, and there is no link of kicking the ground to exert force, no matter how powerful a boxer is, the lethality of his fists will be greatly reduced.

And destroying the center of gravity is the essence of wrestling.

Of course, boxing versus wrestling is not without a chance of winning. As long as you can control the distance, find the gap, and bombard the opponent's weak parts with heavy punches, such as the chin and liver, you can win.

But in such a situation where both sides are wearing protective gear and gloves, the lethality of boxing will obviously be greatly reduced. If you want to defeat the enemy with one blow, unless there is a huge difference in weight between the two sides, otherwise, it is difficult, too difficult!

Xu Zhengwen and Ma Jiawen confronted each other on the field for a while, but in the end Xu Zhengwen couldn't hold his breath, kicked his hind legs on the ground, and rushed towards Ma Jiawen with a lunge, without using a front hand to try, directly behind him He punched Ma Jiawen's chin hard.

Although the backhand straight punch is powerful, the forward swing of the move is also great, and it is easy to dodge.

No, when Ma Jiawen stepped back, Xu Zhengwen's fist missed.

Of course Xu Zhengwen didn't give up on this, he stepped forward to pursue the attack, bowed left and right with both hands, and punched Ma Jiawen's face with one punch after another.

But Ma Jiawen's defense was in place. He curled up, covered his head with his hands, and kept circling Xu Zhengwen, but he didn't make a direct confrontation.

After several rounds of useless onslaught, Xu Zhengwen's physical energy was exhausted, and he was already panting.

"Fucking coward, you only hide, right? The real Nima is more grandson than grandson!"

Faced with Xu Zhengwen's insults, Ma Jiawen also had a thick skin. His small eyes were narrowed, and he said in a sharp and piercing voice:
"Then you are here to hit me? You won't be soft again?"

Xu Zhengwen roared when he heard this, and immediately charged forward again.

"Old Xu, don't get excited! Your steps are messed up!"

Jia Yun reminded loudly from the sidelines.

But Xu Zhengwen is furious at the moment, how can he listen to it?
I saw him striding forward in big strides, wishing he could jump in front of Ma Jiawen in one step.

Just when he was about to get close, Ma Jiawen, who had been shrinking and defending all the time, made a sudden attack, stretched out his left leg, aimed at Xu Zhengwen's left leg as he stepped forward, and threw a hook abruptly.

Xu Zhengwen only felt that his body lost its center of gravity all of a sudden, and he fell to the side before he punched out.

This is a basic move commonly used in wrestling, the hook kick.

"Tsk tsk tsk, say you are soft, you are still not convinced."

Xu Zhengwen yelled "CNM", got up as fast as he could, roared and attacked Ma Jiawen again.

"Tsk, why don't you have a long memory?"

Ma Jiawen repeated his old trick and kicked with a hook. When Xu Zhengwen approached him, he hooked Xu Zhengwen down again with his feet.

Seeing that Xu Zhengwen, who was much taller than Ma Jiawen, was frequently thrown down by Ma Jiawen, everyone around him was quite surprised.

Especially those from the soft court, they were so angry and anxious at the moment, shouting for Xu Zhengwen at the top of their voices.

"Old Xu! Stand up!!!"

"You must not lose to him!!!"

After all, in terms of physique, Xu Zhengwen is already the strongest in the Soft Academy. If he loses, then the Soft Academy can only let the people in the Physical Academy ridicule him.

In fact, it's not how powerful this move is. The reason why Ma Jiawen is so handy is mainly because Xu Zhengwen made random moves in the early stage, wasting a lot of physical energy, and now his movements are slowing down, deformed, opening and closing, There are flaws all over.

"Xiao Zai, I think you should take the initiative to admit that you are soft and cheap."

Ma Jiawen looked at Xu Zhengwen who fell to the ground again, and sneered:

"Let me tell you the truth, I'm not serious with you at all. After all, I'm from a school, and it hurts your muscles and bones. It doesn't look good."

"But if you persist, then I won't be so lenient."

Xu Zhengwen was lying on the lawn at this moment, and the fragrance of the soil poured into his nostrils.

In front of so many people, especially in front of Sun Yushan, being teased by Ma Jiawen time and time again, at this moment, Xu Zhengwen was extremely annoyed, and even the facial features on his face began to distort.

He wished he could kill that bastard Ma Jiawen alive.

Xu Zhengwen glanced at Sun Yushan not far away from the corner of his eye, and shouted:
"I admit you Mahler Gobi!!!"

Then he stood up abruptly, and threw a forward fist at Ma Jiawen.

But this time, Ma Jiawen didn't hide and defend anymore. He squatted down suddenly, and dived to avoid Xu Zhengwen's swinging fist. Grab Xu Zhengwen's collar, put his back against Xu Zhengwen's chest, and put his other hand under Xu Zhengwen's crotch.

"rise!!!"

Ma Jiawen yelled and exerted all his strength, and in the next second, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Xu Zhengwen, who was 186, was lifted up sideways by Ma Jiawen as if he was lifting a barbell by Ma Jiawen, even above his head.

This is another classic move in wrestling, Da De He, also known as back throw.

But Ma Jiawen was not in a hurry to throw Xu Zhengwen off, as if he was showing off his strong core strength, he held Xu Zhengwen around in a circle, raised his head and asked:
"Brother Ruan, let me ask you again, do you want to surrender?"

Xu Zhengwen's mind is blank at this moment.

He never thought that in terms of strength, the gap between the two sides would be so great!

Xu Zhengwen gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

The corner of Ma Jiawen's mouth raised, his body tilted, and Xu Zhengwen fell headfirst.

And just when Ma Jiawen was about to smash Xu Zhengwen to the ground, he suddenly felt a strong force grab Xu Zhengwen and lift him up.

"It's almost done. He fell on his head. You want him to die, don't you?"

Jia Yun's cold voice came from Ma Jiawen's ear.

(End of this chapter)