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"Snapped!"

Before Wang Baoqiang could react, he felt his thigh go numb for a moment.

Then comes the pain.

Ding Xiu's leg strength was not comparable to Wu Jing's, and his legs were so strong that it still hurt even when he was wrapped in a silk quilt.

If he didn't wrap it up, he doubted whether he would be able to stand up at this moment.

However, it was still very painful, and I couldn't walk without a crutch when my body turned to one side.

"boom!"

I saw a black shadow flashing before my eyes, my head seemed to have been hit hard by something, and stars were shining in my eyes.

"boom!"

In less than a second, as if hit by a sledgehammer, his body flew several meters away. After falling to the ground, he felt his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe after kicking.

He tilted his head, opened his mouth, and with a whoosh, he vomited out all his breakfast and lunch.

"Awesome!"

Wu Jing, who was watching the whole battle, said in shock.

He saw it clearly in the audience. Ding Xiu first swept Wang Baoqiang's leg with his side leg, then raised his leg high to sweep his head, and then kicked his chest.

The speed was very fast, and Wang Baoqiang was beaten without the ability to fight back.

It is worth mentioning that the last back kick is a bit like the kicking method of Taekwondo. It is very difficult and requires the body to rotate in the air and use the whole body's strength to gather on the legs.

It is much stronger than the back kick in Sanda.

"Baoqiang, are you okay?" After being stunned for two seconds, Wu Jing helped Wang Baoqiang up.

Wang Baoqiang's face was pale and listless, and he trembled and said to Ding Xiu: "Brother, please remember to teach me martial arts."

Ding Xiu seemed to be thinking about something and said casually: "We'll talk about your business in a few days. Brother Jing, please put on the silk quilt and let's practice again."

Wu Jing: "I..."

"You don't want to practice Sanda?"

"think!"

"Then put it on."

Worried that the sandbags would disappear all of a sudden, Ding Xiu was much lighter this time and either kept practicing his side kicks or boxing skills.

On a hot day, Wu Jing had two books wrapped around his arms. He was making defensive movements the whole time, grinning in pain.

I was kicked on the thigh from time to time, and I almost lost my balance.

After finally defeating Wu Jing, Ding Xiu replaced Wang Baoqiang.

The two of them did nothing all afternoon. They just acted as sparring partners. When they walked, they supported each other and held on to the wall.

When they came back the next day, Wang Baoqiang and Wu Jing were much smarter and brought their own protective gear. Ding Xiu was very satisfied, and this time they lasted for a whole day.

They didn't come on the third day, saying they were recovering from injuries.

The two of them didn't want to come on the fourth day, but Ding Xiu said he wanted to teach them something, so he came running over.

"The hands are two doors, and you rely entirely on your feet to hit people. Although Sanda is a modern fighting style, it is the same as some martial arts concepts of ancient martial arts."

"It's even easier to get started with Sanda. If one person is willing to learn and the other is willing to teach, he can beat someone in a few months."

"Kicking from far away and hitting close to the body, that's a good summary. Let's talk about far kicking. Your side legs are not up to standard. In Kuburi, this is called a whip kick. What is a whip kick? It should be like a whip, with a flick of the hand. , the whip made a snapping sound, and the power was at the tip..."

In the yard, Ding Xiu explained some of Chuan Wu's fighting methods to Wu Jing.

Wang Baoqiang didn't speak, just listened quietly, and memorized what he didn't understand.

Today's trip was not in vain. Dingxiu only taught about simple leg techniques for more than an hour, and also had two hours of practical exercises.

As expected, the two were beaten.

The arms and thighs were bruised and purple.

He staggered four or five steps after just being kicked. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if Ding Xiu attacked with all his strength.

If he was kicked in the neck, he might not be killed immediately.

After the two left, Ding Xiu practiced boxing alone in the yard. Bajiquan was played so slowly that even children could follow it.

But it is very powerful, and every punch and kick has a sound of breaking through the air.

He put in a lot of effort.

After the beating, Ding Xiu was sweating profusely. He wiped it with a towel and asked Zhao Liying, "How is the temperature of the medicinal bath?"

Yesterday, he prescribed a prescription and asked Zhao Liying to go to Tongrentang to get medicine and prepare a medicinal bath.

Poor literature and rich martial arts are not nonsense.

Why do those who practice Muay Thai and modern boxing get sick from old age? In addition to hurting their bodies through practicing, they also don’t know how to take care of their bodies.

His prescription comes from his master's sect, and its effect has been tested. After practicing martial arts, taking a dip in it will make your body's bones stronger and stronger. It can replenish energy and blood, maintain health, and leave no hidden injuries.

Zhao Liying said: "It's very hot. Do you want to cool it down?"

A pair of medicine cost more than 50,000 yuan. When she took Ding Xiu's card to pay the bill, she almost died of fright. In the end, she just bought it for a bath, and she couldn't figure it out.

This is not a waste of money.

"It won't be effective when it's cold."

As soon as the towel was thrown away, Ding Xiu got into the room, followed closely by Zhao Liying. Before he had taken two steps, there was a bare hand on his shoulder.

Gao Yuanyuan said: "You can go back today, leave this place to me."

Blushing, Zhao Liying nodded: "Oh."

When Gao Yuanyuan entered the room, Ding Xiu had already stripped naked and jumped into the tub. The water was very hot, burning his skin red, and his exposed head was covered with big beads of sweat.

"Are you going to cook yourself?"

"Medicinal bath, medicinal bath, do you understand?" Ding Xiu slightly closed his eyes and said, "Only in this way can the body fully absorb the medicinal properties. You also want me to get stronger and stronger."

"Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory." After spitting, Gao Yuanyuan came to Ding Xiu and wiped his sweat with a towel: "I spent money to buy so many precious medicinal materials and didn't use them all. It was a waste of money to leave them in the kitchen."

Ding Xiu opened his eyes and said calmly: "What do you know? If you don't buy a little randomly, the recipe will be patented in a few days."

No matter what era it is, it is hard to find one.

Although his prescription is not intended to cure illnesses or save lives, for those who need it, millions would be willing to buy it.

Don't get confused when buying medicine. If you turn around, they will copy it one-to-one in minutes, and the effects of a few experiments will be clear to you.

In this case, what was stolen was not the prescription, but the money.

As for what Gao Yuanyuan said about wasting money, there is nothing we can do about it. Some of the medicines in the prescription are expensive medicinal materials, and the prices are there, so they are indispensable.

Speaking of which, thanks to modern society, it is very convenient to find anything after informatization.

Hundreds of years ago, some medicines were extremely difficult to find and were hard to come by.

Now you only need to give money and make a phone call, and everything will be mailed to you.

…

The next day, Wu Jing came back with seven or eight strong men, all juniors from Shicha Sports School.

He could see that Ding Xiu wanted to use him for boxing training, but it was not a big deal if he kept getting beaten, so he simply called a few more sandbags to share the firepower.

Some of these people are practicing wrestling, some are practicing boxing, and some are practicing Sanda. I can't say how good they are at fighting, but they will definitely be able to withstand beatings better than him.

"Hello brother Xiu."

"Hello brother Xiu."

"Hello everyone, I'll be patient with you soon."

"Xiao Zhao, bring the fruit plate and tea."

As soon as they walked in, the people from Shicha Sports School felt at home. The big star Ding Xiu was so polite.

There is no airs at all and he is very kind and friendly.

Before coming here, senior brother Wu Jing said that he would let them practice together at the cost of Wu Jing treating them to dinner every day.

The senior brothers all spoke, and no one refused. We still have to give this face. Of course, Ding Xiu, the person involved, has such a good attitude, and everyone is happier as a sparring partner.

five minutes later.

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you!"

"hiss!"

"Brother Xiu, please be merciful."

"vomit!"

"Protective gear, I want to put on protective gear."

Only after they got started did they realize how outrageous Ding Xiu was. In fact, everyone had heard of Ding Xiu. He was a kung fu star and was known as the best fighter in the entertainment industry.

But they didn't take it seriously. Wu Jing was nicknamed Kung Fu Boy and Li Lianjie Kung Fu Emperor, and his actual combat level was just like that.

What matters in actual combat is height, weight, and boxing techniques.

No matter how you look at it, Ding Xiu is not on the same level as them.

The result was contrary to what everyone thought. Ding Xiu was a mess. His boxing skills were too strong, a bit like Baji, mixed with Sanda, wrestling, and Muay Thai.

He came up and knocked out one of their brothers with an elbow, jumping knees, elbow strikes, side kicks, and combination punches. No one could survive three rounds in his hands.

In less than five minutes, seven or eight big men with round waists and thick arms were knocked over and lay on the ground groaning.

The way he looked at Ding Xiu was like looking at a ghost.

Wu Jing, Dama Jindao, sat drinking tea and said calmly: "You will suffer a loss if you don't listen to me telling you to wear protective gear."

No one knows Ding Xiu's strength better than him. It's not normal for these people to be beaten one on one.

Wang Baoqiang took out a sack with protective gear inside: "Everyone, please wear it. It hurts when you go home."

Ding Xiu jumped on the spot and hooked his hand: "You guys will come together this time."

Damn it!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Do you want to be so pretentious?

They are all martial arts practitioners and have some fighting experience. They usually have no problem playing one against two. Ding Xiu wants them to fight together. He must be looking down on them.

Anyone who has fought knows that every additional person is a huge challenge. If there are eight of them together, the boxing champion will be beaten here.

Use three people to attract firepower, the others choke, hit the abdomen, hit the abdomen, throw, throw, Tyson will call daddy when he comes.

Wu Jing stood up with a serious face: "Brother Xiu..."

"You two are together too." Ding Xiu pointed at Wu Jing and Wang Baoqiang.

He's going to hit ten today.

For safety reasons, Ding Xiu also wore protective gear.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to say a word.

Do you want to hold it in your mouth like this?

Ding Xiu said calmly: "If you can bring me down, I will be rewarded 20,000 yuan per person, and the medical expenses for the injury will be mine."

The eyes of everyone in the sports school suddenly lit up.

You can earn an additional 20,000 yuan on a trip, so this business seems to be a good deal.

When they go together, it's quite easy to bring down Ding Xiu, and it's just knocking him down, so it's not that difficult.

In addition to money, everyone is still a little dissatisfied. Wen Wu is first and Wu Wu is second. They can't beat Ding Xiu in a single fight, and they can't even measure his full strength. How about joining together?

I told you to act cool, so I’ll beat you up today.

Wu Jing said: "I don't want money. If I lose, you can practice with me for another half month."

Wang Baoqiang: "I don't want money either, I want you to teach me a set of skills."

Ding Xiu took a big step back, clenching his fists as if drawing a big bow: "Okay."

Everyone looked at each other, and Wu Jing suddenly shouted: "What are you doing standing still? Come on, surround him and then do something."

He knew Ding Xiu's strength. If he went up so stupidly, he might be defeated one by one. The encirclement was different. He swarmed up, and fists and kicks from all directions were thrown at him. Even his head and six arms could not stop him. The winner could be determined in an instant.

Ding Xiu did not move and allowed them to surround him. Just when everyone thought they were sure of it, before Wu Jing could give another order, Ding Xiu moved.

The 1.9-meter tall man who rushed directly in front was the first to rush forward. He was a prairie man who practiced wrestling and was very strong.

She has a round waist and thick arms, and her ears are different from those of ordinary people. They are turned inward and calloused, which are called dumpling ears.

As the old saying goes, you can tell whether a wrestler is strong or not by looking at his ears.

Wrestlers often hit the ground with their heads on the ground and their ears rubbing against the ground. Over time, dumpling ears will form.

The big man in front of him has obvious dumpling ears. With this tonnage, he is definitely a good hand on the ancient battlefield.

In terms of personal combat effectiveness, Ding Xiu felt that the group of Tatars intercepted and killed on the border in his previous life could be completely beaten by him in a one-on-one fight.

Of course, the army has battle formations. A team of three can fight several times the enemy. A team of ten and cavalry can easily sweep away hundreds of mobs.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

In just two steps, Ding Xiu had already run a few meters away. Hupu pounced on him instantly, closing the distance again.

Wu Jing's expression changed and he shouted: "No, come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Xiu's attack had already arrived, Baji, top of mind.

"boom!"

The hard elbow hit the cushion in front of his chest, and a mark was visible to the naked eye, making a dent in the cushion.

As the power spread to his body, the big man felt like he couldn't take a breath, his feet left the ground, and the scenery on both sides receded.

"boom!"

Like a sandbag, it flew several meters away, raising smoke and dust all over the ground.

Solve one.

When Ding Xiu knocked the person away, the others also moved. After all, they were not ordinary people, and they were very conscious. In an instant, they kicked him with two legs, one from the left and the other from the right.

Turning his head, Ding Xiu clenched his fingers, spread his legs with both arms, turned his elbow into a gun, and pushed it with another elbow.

He quickened his pace, jumped three meters with a tiger leap, and landed his flying knee on the person's chest, breaking up the encirclement.

"boom!"

The side leg swept across, and Wang Baoqiang, who was about to make a sneak attack, was hit, and his upper body was numb.

With a straight kick, the opponent in front of him was kicked out and fell to his knees on the ground. He recovered for a few seconds and got up again.

Ding Xiu leaned on his legs, but no one could get close to him. Every one who came up was kicked out.

Without protective gear, everyone would have been unable to get up.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wu shouted: "I'll be on top, others will charge."

As he spoke, he rushed into the crowd and slapped Ding Xiu's leg from the front. He didn't take a step back because Ding Xiu's leg was hugged by him.

A few days ago, he might not have been able to defend himself, but after Ding Xiu's teaching, he had become much more aware of actual combat.

Wu Jing hugged his legs tightly, ignoring the pain in his waist, and smiled at Ding Xiu, as if to say, you lose.

He could only hold him for three seconds, no, two seconds. The others would attack soon. Even Ding Xiu, the reincarnation of the Martial Saint, would have to kneel down.

"Innocent."

After spitting out two words coldly, Ding Xiu's hugged leg moved forward, causing Wu to take two steps back.

Ding Xiu took off with his left foot, jumped up, and hit Wu Jing's chin with his knee.

"Butter!"

After only holding on for a second, Wu Jing let go and fell backwards.

It's not that he didn't want to hold her tightly, he couldn't hold her anymore. He put a knee on his chin, and for a moment his head went blank and his consciousness was scattered.

But before falling to the ground, he saw that everyone was approaching Ding Xiu, and the two sides were very close.

At this level, it was basically impossible for Ding Xiu to use his leg skills.

"boom!"

What Wu Jing didn't see was that Ding Xiu's whip legs were useless, but he used his elbows, forearms, and knees.

He is also strong in the short game.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and someone strangled Ding Xiu's neck from behind, and he was thrown to the ground over his shoulder.

Ding Xiu also knows how to wrestle.