He Tianran's sudden attack shocked the two girls present.
Cao Aiqing was the first to come to his senses. Xue Yong hadn't gotten up from the ground yet, but He Tianran had already taken off his coat and stretched his muscles. The girl quickly grabbed him and said in a soft but urgent tone. :
"He Tianran, you just beat Guo Huai two days ago, and now you are fighting Xue Yong. Is there anything wrong with you? Have you forgotten that you were hospitalized after fighting with Xue Yong last time? There is no Wenliang to take care of you this time !”
He Tianran glanced at Cao Aiqing in surprise, but didn't say much. He paused for two seconds and said with a smile:
"It's okay, I'm wearing protective gear this time."
"..."
This answer really left Cao Aiqing speechless, and when He Tianran finished answering, he actually walked to the shelf nearby and picked up the gloves.
On the other side, Xie Yanyan finally helped Xue Yong up, and just as she was about to break up the fight, she saw Xue Yong spat blood-streaked spit on the ground and cursed: "He Tianran! You have been beaten, can you get out? "
He Tianran, who was putting the gloves on his hands, pretended to be surprised, "Huh? It's rare for me to make a trip to see you, Brother Xiaoyong, and it's all just a shiver? You're too short-lived."
Xue Yonghu's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Are you humiliating me?"
"I'm serious, I'm not humiliating you. You didn't see that I'm now..." He Tianran tightened the black bra, took a breath, and continued: "You didn't see that I'm wearing the protective gear now. Already? This is the greatest respect for you."
After he said this, as if it was not enough, he took off the head protection on the shelf, put it on his head as he walked into the octagonal cage, and shouted to Xue Yong outside the cage: "Brother Xiaoyong, you Aren’t you going to come in and have a fight with me?”
Xie Yanyan was stunned as she watched, this natural brother is really...
You don't stick to any rules. How can you beat someone and then wear protective gear while provoking others?
This feeling is very contradictory. His words are obviously full of frivolity, but his actions are extremely rigorous...
Xue Yong clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles on the left side of his nose trembled slightly. He suppressed his voice and said fiercely: "Okay, Master He, you must wear your protective gear. I'm afraid I will beat you to death."
He walked to the equipment rack without taking off the gloves. Instead, he picked up two fighting wrist wraps from below, wrapped his hands in a few seconds, and entered the fighting cage.
Both gloves and hand wraps are equipment to protect the hands of fighters. Both are used in practice sparring and formal competitions, but the function of the former is to convert the force of the blow into the force of shock to a greater extent, because regardless of It's the head and torso. Being hit by bare hands is very painful and can easily lead to accidents. But being hit by gloves is less painful, but due to the increased shock force, it can easily knock the opponent unconscious.
Hand wrapping is mainly used to fix the wrist and prevent wrist sprains, finger cartilage fractures and skin abrasions. Of course, its most important function is to tighten the joints and tighten the hands, thus affecting blood flow to achieve the goal. An increase in strength!
Xue Yong now only wears hand wraps instead of gloves, which shows how much he wants to make He Tianran feel the pain with the power of his bare fists.
Outside the cage, Xie Yanyan walked quickly to Cao Aiqing and said worriedly:
"Sister Ai Qing, do we need some advice?"
Although the two have not been formally introduced, Xue Yong's sarcasm of calling her by her full name just now and his previous mention to He Yuanchong already let Xie Yanyan know the basic information of the cold and charming woman in front of her.
Cao Aiqing lowered his head and held his forehead, slowly shook his head, and said helplessly:
"Let them be. Anyway, the relationship between these two people is fought out. They won't be able to talk well without a fight."
"Well……"
Xie Yanyan looked confused. When Xue Yong met Brother Tianran, he didn't look like he had feelings...
Cao Aiqing looked into the cage. The two men were getting into a stance, and the atmosphere was tense. This was not the first time the girl had seen something like this happen between the two of them. It reminded her of a memory from a long time ago... …
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It was an afternoon during the last summer vacation of the senior year of high school, and Master Wen happened to be away from the boxing gym.
The two who were still junior brothers at the time were fighting on the stage, and it was very lively. But in the audience, their respective girlfriends were frightened and thought that there was something going on between the two on the stage.
But fortunately, this kind of physical combat training will not last long. It only lasts for three to five minutes at best. The two of them were panting from the fight and came down to the stage to drink water. Bai Tingting pulled Xue Yong aside and scolded her. , and Cao Aiqing, who had always been gentle and well-behaved at that time, lost his face after handing over a bottle of mineral water.
The girl tried her best to raise her face. She looked at the bruise above her boyfriend's eyebrow and said with concern and reproach:
"I'm all bruised! Is it okay today?"
At that time, He Tianran, who had been admitted to the film school and became Cao Aiqing's boyfriend, was at his most high-spirited. He raised his head and drank a few sips of water, then poured the mineral water over his head, and the water mixed with his face. The sweat wetted his cynical brows and dripped down his chin to the ground.
He rubbed the bruise and said harshly: "Hey, where are you now? It's just a small injury. Go back and apply some safflower oil, and it will be fine the next day."
Having said that, he seemed to still be immersed in the passionate aftertaste of the fight just now, and asked with a wink: "Hey, did you just see it, my uppercut that basically ended the game, wasn't it cool?!"
"You're so handsome, you big-headed guy!"
Cao Aiqing was so angry that he stretched out his fingers to press the bruise on the corner of her boyfriend's eyebrow. He Tianran grinned in pain, but then he immediately waved his hands and slowly lowered them on his chest, making a martial arts scene. The movement of luck.
"Ooh hey~"
He Tianran dubbed his luck, and he held his breath. No matter how hard Cao Aiqing pressed his sore spot, the boy didn't respond...
This childish behavior really made Cao Aiqing angry and funny. The face that she finally managed to keep straight suddenly became a bit unbearable and she couldn't keep it up.
"Well...you really don't feel any pain?"
Cao Aiqing's fingers no longer pressed, but reduced their intensity and rubbed him gently.
Seeing that his girlfriend's attitude had improved, He Tianran smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt. I'm not going to lie to you. Come, let's sit down and talk. I'll take a rest."
The two of them sat down on a bench nearby, and Cao Aiqing asked:
"Why do you guys like fighting so much?"
He Tianran picked up the mineral water and took a few more sips. Until he finished drinking it, he flattened the bottle with his hands as if to show off, and pretended to be crazy:
"Because of power!"
The girl couldn't help but hit him on the head: "Speak carefully!"
The boy suddenly became serious and said:
"Two reasons, the first one is a little more formal. As for boys, the hormones in the body determine the character of the mind. We just like this kind of brave, fierce and straightforward activities. No matter how timid or cowardly the boys are, they will When we imagine that we will be extremely powerful one day, we yearn for a sense of order. If it cannot be reflected in reality, it will be reflected in the game. The ranking of who is strong and who is weak will produce this primitive sense of order. This is What we have obtained by relying on our own strength is something that will give us great satisfaction.”
As a girl, Cao Aiqing really doesn't understand what her boyfriend is saying. She is just afraid that he will get hurt. After all, fists and feet have no eyes...
Obviously, Cao Aiqing didn't accept this reason very well. She pursed her lips and said dissatisfied: "What about the second one?"
He Tianran rolled his eyes and said nothing.
"Asking you! Well..."
The girl urged, but He Tianran suddenly stretched out his head and kissed her abruptly.
"What are you doing~"
Cao Aiqing was caught off guard and blushed, and felt numb all over his body as if he had been electrocuted.
"That's not what you asked. Secondly, if I don't become stronger, how can I protect you~"
He Tianran responded with a smile. Perhaps he was afraid that his girlfriend would make trouble again. He stood up first and shouted at Xue Yong:
"Son, have you rested enough? Let's fight for another 300 rounds!"
Being so aroused, Xue Yong, who had been docile and steadfast to Bai Tingting just a second ago, immediately responded with a curse:
"He Tianran, I am your uncle! Come on, come on, today we will compete and decide whether to live or die!"
The two energetic boys rushed onto the ring in an instant...
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Bang, bang, bang——
As the sound of blows continued to come from his ears, Cao Aiqing put away his memories.
Inside the cage, excitement was in full swing.
He Tianran has been practicing boxing from the third year of high school to his junior year. After the last conflict with Xue Yong in the bar, Wen Ruian didn't know whether he listened to He Panshan's instructions or something. In addition to more professional daily training, he also gradually began to teach He learned some fighting skills other than boxing. With such accumulated practice, He Tianran is now different from what he used to be. Even if he doesn't wear protective gear now, Xue Yong is no longer his opponent.
But then again, real fighting is not martial arts. The realms are divided into three, six, and nine levels. They are high and high, and they are insurmountable. The reality is that if you fight against an enemy without knocking him down with one blow, even if you are level No matter how high it is, it will still be accompanied by risks.
The current fight between the two is neither a competition nor a practice, it is just a simple fight without rules.
Xue Yong in this timeline, without the guidance of Master Wen, no longer practices simple boxing. Depending on the boxing style, he is more inclined to Muay Thai.
I saw him holding his hands high, stepping forward and throwing a few front-hand straight punches, which were menacing and unstoppable!
But He Tianran, who had gone through sling kettlebell training in the park, was already accustomed to this kind of oncoming threat. He looked directly at the punch without blinking, and easily dodged it with a few small swings of his upper body.
Then, just as Xue Yong withdrew his strength and struck out with a straight punch again, He Tianran had already made a sliding step, dived and raised his elbow to the side of the opponent. He reached out with his right hand and swung up to interrupt the opponent's straight punch. Remember the uppercut, hitting Xue Yong's chest and ribs directly!
Sa——
The glove collided with the torso, making a muffled sound. The punch hit Xue Yong firmly, but what surprised He Tianran was that the opponent gritted his teeth and remained motionless, and immediately turned around and used his other hand to throw out. With an internal punch, hit He Tianran's head!
This punch combined with the inertia of the spin, even if he was wearing protective gear on his head, he would be hit by a direct knockout and fall to the ground. However, at this critical moment, He Tianran relied on his extremely excellent reaction speed and kicked off his legs. , jumped back, not only that, after landing, he quickly took advantage of his height to kick, hitting the opponent's lower back that was not twisted, kicking Xue Yong off balance and fell to the ground!
The punches and kicks made Xue Yong's forehead appear with veins. He got up from the ground with a carp kick, and the two distanced themselves again.
He Tianran knew that Xue Yong could resist being beaten, but he didn't expect that he could remain silent after being hit repeatedly. Especially the punch he hit on the opponent's ribs was definitely not something that ordinary people could endure with gritted teeth...
"He Tianran, I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you have changed so much in the past few years. You have wanted to find face with me for a long time, right? But I have a different temperament with you when I cried and cried. When I was in high school If I can beat you, I can do the same now!"
Xue Yong was furious, and the anger alleviated the pain in his ribs. It was indeed a shame to be defeated by a person who thought he was weak.
He Tianran asked frivolously: "Brother Xiaoyong, don't talk so much. What if I win today?"
"Win? Go ahead and daydream! I can't give up!"
Xue Yong shouted angrily and stepped forward. At this moment, he really showed off the ferocious and brutal Muay Thai fighting style, spinning his legs out, and the wind was blowing on the soles of his feet.
boom--
Xue Yong used his calf to kick He Tianran's leg hard. This is a very typical Muay Thai kicking technique. If the opponent's calf is not properly guarded, the opponent's calf can be broken.
Just for this move, He Tianran also chose to use his calf to catch it hard. This was not because of his own strength, but...
He had just put on leggings on his legs...
It seems that you can never go wrong by taking precautions before they happen...
After a crisp sound from the plastic hard shell, Xue Yong jumped back quickly, sweating profusely because the instep of his feet was already red and swollen from the kick.
"He Tianran...I, I'll fuck you, you little bastard..."
Even though he was suffering from depression and could not help but feel the cold air in his mouth, Xue Yong was still unforgiving.
"Huh? Brother Xiaoyong, what you said is a bit too much. I don't want to fight to the death. It's you who just want to kick me."
He Tianran laughed. In such a serious atmosphere, such a wonderful development made the two girls outside the cage feel a little funny...
But it feels a little inappropriate to laugh out loud...
"He is really...slick..."
Cao Aiqing looked away. It might be that He Tianran had been too calm recently. Now that she saw the other party in such a familiar state again, she didn't know what to say. She completely forgot that the other party was through her. Reminder, I just put on the protective gear...
However, this playful drama did not last long.
At this time, in the cage, Xue Yong slowly moved his steps and approached again. After all, he was a man who had practiced fighting for several years. His strategy just now was actually correct. He could see that He Tianran was practicing boxing, and the most obvious weakness of boxing was The reason is that the sides of his thighs and knees lack defense. Even though he has protective gear strapped to his legs, there are still gaps to take advantage of!
Xue Yong approached and suddenly kicked with his foot again!
Sa——
This move was so fast and violent that He Tianran was even caught by the wind. Finally, He Tianran was unable to dodge and was kicked directly into the knee. There was no protection there. He Tianran only felt that the knee was hit hard by a blunt object. He was whipped hard, and a heart-wrenching pain made it difficult for him to hold up one leg, and his body involuntarily collapsed...
Xue Yong succeeded with one blow and took advantage of the victory. He turned half a circle and raised his front leg. He kicked back from a high position and directly aimed at the drooping back of He Tianran's head. He fell straight down!
If he succeeds, the outcome is determined!
However, this leg was suddenly raised by He Tianran, who was half squatting, and held it by raising his wrist.
In this posture, Xue Yong's body was full of flaws. He Tianran saw the right opportunity and punched straight with his right hand!
Boom——
The pain in his legs made He Tianran a little angry. He punched Xue Yong hard in the abdomen. The latter's breath was choked and he took a few steps back and fell to his knees!
As mentioned before, a boxer's gloves will turn the blowing force into concussive force. At this moment, Xue Yong's diaphragm contracted due to the shock. His face was full of pain, and the scene in front of him was getting darker and darker. There was even a buzzing in my ears...
This punch was so powerful that Xue Yong never expected it.
Dying?
Such thoughts kept popping up in Xue Yong's mind. His heartbeat felt slower and slower, and an unprecedented fear occupied his heart...
But at this moment, his upper body was suddenly lifted up. He Tianran had already circled behind him, his hands passed under his armpits, and then they were tightly clasped behind the neck. Behind Xue Yong's abdomen, He Tianran pushed hard Kneel it!
"Wow~ Huaaaaah..."
The diaphragm stretched again, and Xue Yong suddenly breathed smoothly, gasping for breath greedily!
He didn't want to have this horrific near-death experience again...
The two girls rushed into the cage and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Xue Yong was still fine.
"He Tianran, you..."
Cao Aiqing was really frightened to death by the scene just now. She was about to blame He Tianran for a few words. Unexpectedly, the other person stood up. The leg that was kicked kept shaking, and he could not stand firmly. Then he Staggering, he held the girl's shoulder with one hand...
"Huh... let me hold you up for a while, my feet are numb... Huh..."
He Tianran also said in a low voice with cold sweat on his forehead.
Cao Aiqing just stood there. It didn't matter if he pushed him, it didn't matter if he didn't push him...
Oh, forget it...
Just give him a break.
Quan Dang was involved in this fight to protect me...
The girl thought so in her heart.
(End of chapter)
