On the ring, the two of them stood opposite each other, Zhao Hongwei clasped his fists and said, "Boss, I am mainly proficient in military fists and grabbing. One move to defeat the enemy is too sinister and vicious and will not use it on you."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "I have only learned Muay Thai for a few years. I have competed with you, and I also want to learn from you."

Zhao Hongwei smiled and said, "If you want to learn, I will teach you seriously."

"Okay, start."

Zhao Shanhe was stronger than Zhao Hongwei. In addition, both of them were barefoot and were wearing protective gear. They were not afraid of accidental injuries. They rushed forward in a broken step and punched Zhao Hongwei straight.

Zhao Hongwei did not fight with Zhao Shanhe head-on, and his body fell down, moved his foot back, kicked him sideways, and hit Zhao Shanhe's leg bend, causing Zhao Shanhe to stagger and almost kneel down.

In front of so many people, Zhao Shanhe was also a little ashamed. He originally thought that Muay Thai was already professional and had good physical fitness, so he would KO whoever he saw, but he never thought that he would make a fool of himself when he came up.

He nodded, concealing his shame and said, "I'm going to be serious, you have to be careful...Damn..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hongwei took the initiative to attack. He fisted to Zhao Shanhe's right rib. Zhao Shanhe hurriedly blocked it with his right elbow, but he did not recover in one breath. The opponent's right straight punch hit him again.

At this moment, he couldn't raise his anger to resist, so he could only harden his body and block the opponent's punch.

This punch made him take two steps in a row, and took a deep breath before taking a breath, sinking his qi to the dantian.

The boss was beaten and no one applauded, but Zhao Shanhe was almost completely lost.

Zhao Hongwei stood with his feet closed and smiled and said, "Boss, although you have stronger physique, but your fighting experience is too poor. If you don't concentrate, you may suffer a loss."

"Honey, come on!"

Ruan Mei thought she was embarrassed and covered her mouth with a hint of worry on her face.

Zhao Shanhe really became serious this time. He has already mentioned the level of Muay Thai to the professional level. There is actually no shortage of experience, but it takes a process to transform the experience in his brain into physical experience.

This kind of practical combat is the most effective means to improve the level.

Muay Thai has a slow pace, and uses forward kicks to control the distance. The legs sweeping and inner circumference techniques are relatively powerful, but the boxing technique is average and the style is tough, especially the elbow strike and knee strike.

Zhao Shanhe has not yet performed the Muay Thai style at all, and his movements cannot be coherent, and he has been passively beaten.

After rubbing his left shoulder, he changed to a left lunge and set off his posture. "Come again."

"Okay." Zhao Hongwei may have had the advantage twice. After knowing Zhao Shanhe's background, he did not hesitate at all this time. He also took a half step forward, retreated with his right leg, and also used a left lunge to confront Zhao Shanhe.

Zhao Shanhe took a step back, kicked his feet, jumped up, and formed a set of barriers on his elbows and knees, hitting Zhao Hongwei.

If the opponent resists, the elbows can be misaligned to form an attack. If the opponent retreats, Zhao Shanhe can spread his legs forward and backward to attack with kicking his legs.

However, what surprised him was that Zhao Hongwei actually turned his left leg as the center, turned his body diagonally to the left, and his right leg was quickly bent, forming a side kick.

Zhao Shanhe was in mid-air and kicked him in his right thigh, losing his center of gravity and falling to the ground.

However, this time Zhao Shanhe had already predicted that he would suffer a loss. Before his body could land, he had already supported his left arm on the ground and kicked his legs out.

But his body was still landing. Zhao Hongwei just moved two more steps to the right and came directly in front of Zhao Shanhe's body, making his horizontal body a gap.

Zhao Hongwei just made a kick and then took it back. "Boss, when you are really fighting, don't jump up. When people are in the air, the center of gravity will be difficult to grasp. As long as the body is under force, the center of gravity will be lost."

Zhao Shanhe shook his head, stood up on the floor, and then applauded Zhao Hongwei. "I have greater strength than you and my reaction is faster than you, but I am passive everywhere, and I have really learned it."

When Zhao Shanhe applauded, the onlookers applauded.

Although they were moving quickly in just three rounds and many people didn't see their movements clearly, this kind of close combat skill is still very exciting.

Zhao Shanhe said again: "Come again, I won't be rash this time."

"Okay. I'm here..."

Zhao Hongwei took the lead in attacking. This time he attacked from Zhao Shanhe's right side, punched with his hands alternately, and made quick progress with his legs.

Zhao Shanhe blocked it once, and he quickly moved left without any pause.

Most people use their right hand. When the human body turns right, even if it can control the center of gravity, it is difficult to exert force to the outside.

Ordinary people fight turtle punches because turtle punches are most in line with the laws of human body movement.

During the human body's movement, the small joints are generally promoted by the large joints of the trunk to achieve the purpose of movement. This is the procedural law in human body movement.

When chopping wood for daily labor, the feet have a center of gravity that supports the body. The large muscles on the waist and arms must move first, and the small muscles will move later.

Moreover, from the outside to the inside is a normal rule, but from the inside to the outside, it does not conform to the human body's movement laws.

It was because of these little tricks that Zhao Hongwei kept hiding outside the force point of his right arm, so that he could always gain an advantage when his strength was slightly inferior.

Zhao Shanhe is more powerful than him, but he cannot exert his greatest advantage.

However, he also had experience and was unwilling to be led by Zhao Hongwei. When he turned right, he waited for an opportunity to take a small step, and then suddenly took a big step to make room.

This time, he used his superior strength and a right hook to block Zhao Hongwei's small steps, then kicked his left leg and hit his body.

The right hook was blocked by Zhao Hongwei, but his strength was not as strong as Zhao Shanhe. His body lost its center of gravity and was hit by Zhao Shanhe and he could only retreat.

Zhao Shanhe took the opportunity to kick straight, and he avoided it, and then kicked straight, hitting his support leg.

At this moment, he couldn't control his body anymore, and he split his legs with a big split, "Ouch" and covered the base of his legs.

Everyone clearly heard a creaking sound, and Zhao Hongwei's face turned red.

This scene stunned everyone, and then couldn't help laughing.

He is a soldier. Although his flexibility is pretty good, he is mainly strong.

Is this kind of big split, after warming up, the tendons will be stretched all of a sudden?

Luo Jinghua asked through the ropes and said, "Isn't you going to beat me?"

This time, even a few women couldn't help but laughed.

Zhao Shanhe took a step forward and helped him get up. "Is it okay?"

"It's hurt..."

As long as someone who has exercised, he is very aware of the soreness that hurts his tendons, and Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but want to laugh. "Then I won't win today."

Zhao Hongwei was stunned for a moment, lowered his head in depression. "You were not my opponent, but in the end I was careless, and then I was hurt."

Zhao Shanhe shouted: "I don't agree, continue to fight..."

He couldn't even stand steadily at this moment and could only sit on the ground. How could he fight again?

Chen Dali, who had been waiting for a long time, smiled and dragged him off the ring. "You go to the side and rest, I'll have a fight with the boss."

Soon, Zhao Hongwei was taken off the ring, and Chen Dali's two fists with gloves hit each other a few times and smiled: "Boss, we have all practiced one move to defeat the enemy. This is too hurtful, so I won't talk about it. In addition, my hometown in Hebei has been practicing Tan Le since I was a child. My legs are very good, so you have to be careful."

"Okay. Come on."

Zhao Shanhe knew that his practical experience was not as good as them, so he did not dare to take action rashly and responded to changes in the same way as he remained unchanged.

In the past, the fighting he thought was like a few rounds of the ring match, and he went back and forth. But when he really fought, he realized that they would not play those fancy things at all, and their moves were mainly about defeating enemies.

Zhao Shanhe has no physical experience yet, so he can only learn while fighting.

Chen Dali's fighting is another style. He has been standing straight and his center of gravity changes constantly between his legs.

Knowing that his legs were very good, Zhao Shanhe did not dare to attack, so he could only shrink back with his lunge and maintain his center of gravity.

Taking advantage of Zhao Shanhe's breathing, Chen Dali suddenly moved. He took a big step forward and his arms were blocking. This fierce momentum made Zhao Shanhe unable to help but take a step back.

But he moved very quickly. When he saw Zhao Shanhe took a big step, he did not attack. He spread his arms and raised his left leg three times in a row.

His arm strength is not as strong as Zhao Shanhe, but his leg strength in turn has the advantage.

Zhao Shanhe blocked his arms and took two steps in a row to defend the center of gravity. However, he suddenly attacked his left leg and left fist at the same time, punched his right shoulder, and Chen Dali's left leg and toes formed a straight line, kicking Zhao Shanhe's right leg.

Zhao Shanhe could block his fist but could not block his legs, so he quickly dodged to the left.

However, his left leg kicked horizontally, and his body's center of gravity was still very stable. This time, Zhao Shanhe could not avoid it and could only block it hard.

Just as he blocked Chen Dali's left leg, the opponent's leg fluctuated twice in a row. The first time Zhao Shanhe blocked it, the second time he couldn't block it, and he could only retreat.

Then Chen Dali's body fell on the thick wooden board like a stake. Before Zhao Shanhe could stand firm, he kicked his right leg with a forward circumferential kick.

This action almost subverted Zhao Shanhe's perception. He had watched many round-rotation kicks on TV, all of which were backwards. This was the first time he saw this forward round-rotation kick. He kicked it backwards and kicked his heel on his butt.

Zhao Shanhe staggered and tilted forward half a step. Chen Dali grabbed his right arm and right shoulder, and then he laughed. "If it were the enemy, he would be able to remove the joints in this way."

Zhao Shanhe moved his right arm, and his joint was held by the other party. He felt a huge pain as soon as he resisted, and knew that what he said was true.

"I lost."

Chen Dali let go of his arms and smiled: "Your body is actually at a disadvantage. You can have an advantage in front of ordinary people, but facing us elites who have been trained for many years, the target will be greater."

Zhao Shanhe was not surprised but happy. He rubbed his right arm and smiled, "I was arrogant before, but I didn't expect that you all have real skills. This is better. If you learn from you, I can improve myself faster."

Chen Dali sighed again: "What's the use of being good at your skills? No matter how high your skills are, you can knock it down with one shot."
Chapter completed!