Kung Fu Way: Point of No End

"There are two things." Jiang Nanzhou nodded: "Also, after the game, I will communicate with you."

"Okay, I'll be the referee." Su Jie said, "What rules do you want to use in the match? Free fighting, boxing, judo, wrestling or mixed martial arts a? Pure Muay Thai rules, or full contact karate?"

"Do you know so many rules of the game?" Jiang Nanzhou was a little skeptical.

"You can be a referee." Su Jie nodded indifferently.

As a schoolmaster, textual research is too commonplace.

"Then the rules of comprehensive fighting, allow standing skills, ground skills." Jiang Nanzhou Road.

"Ground skills are not allowed." Fang Hong objected: "All pure standing skills, free fighting rules, but you can use elbows and knees, without gloves, or finger gloves. Empty-handed duels are most in line with real combat."

"It's okay, but you are not allowed to kick the crotch and pierce the back of the head, and you are not allowed to score when you fall down, and you are not allowed to chase." Su Jie opened the rules and said fluently: "Do you agree or disagree? Agree and start now. ."

"This buddy has really been a referee?" Many students saw Su Jie's proficiency and clichés, and couldn't help being stunned. Su Jie's words and actions were extremely professional and did not seem to be a lie.

"can."

Jiang Nanzhou and Fang Hong both agreed.

The players from both sides also stood up.

People in the martial arts club are dressed in white martial arts uniforms and black belts.

The fighters of the fighting club took off their vests and left their upper body naked, leaving only a pair of shorts and a muscular body, just like the Spartan fighters in the movie, full of wildness.

"Are you ready?" Su Jie asked both sides and said the rules of the game again, with professional movements.

When the two sides nodded, Su Jie said, "Start!"

Roar!

Fighting club students are like mad bulls, holding their heads, rushing over, hugging them, grabbing the waist of the martial arts club students, turning to his back, and then jamming his neck to stun him.

Suddenly, the Wushu Club student was hugged close to his body, and the rules were suddenly messed up. He grabbed his hands randomly, trying to grasp the body of the Wushu Club student, maintaining his balance, and wanted to ease it.

However, the fighters of the fighting club were not wearing clothes, their skin was covered with oily sweat, and they couldn't catch them at all. They just pulled out a few blood stains.

Suddenly, a fighter from the fighting club suddenly elbows and slams into the opponent's waist, and at the same time presses his knee against the opponent's abdomen.

And this Wushu club student was in severe pain, and between his hands even more arbitrarily, he just hit the corner of the fighting club student's eye.

Suddenly, the students of the Fighting Club hurt the corners of their eyes, and they seemed to be unable to open their eyes.

"Stop!" Su Jie looked in his eyes and immediately moved forward and pulled the two away: "The two are tied."

He made a sentence.

"Why is there a tie!" At this time, people in both the fighting club and the martial arts club were arguing.

"That's how you are a referee?" A fighter from a fighting club suddenly came up: "I didn't see the opponent grabbing his eyes with his hands. This is a forbidden rule. Are you so partial to the martial arts club? Are you looking for a fight!"

"I think he is partial to you. We have agreed that we can use grabbing and grappling. Moreover, it was not the scratching of the face just now, it was his face that got up by himself."

People in the martial arts club and fighting club quarreled.

"You don't need to be a referee, get out." The other two students from the fighting club came up and tried to push Su Jie away.

Snapped!

Su Jie grabbed it with one hand and squeezed the wrists of the two students. With a slight squeeze, the two students screamed in pain and knelt directly on the ground.

"Good fellow." Jiang Nanzhou was also slightly angry, and suddenly stepped forward, a low-cut leg slashed down, his leg is like a big axe to cut a tree, and the shin of the calf is the axe blade. It is this hand that has reached the national level. s level.

This leg chop was fast and fierce, with the sound of wind, if it is an ordinary person, it will be chopped to the ground this time, and even a leg fracture may be possible.

But Su Jie didn't move and let him hit directly.

Damn it!

As if he had cut a piece of iron, Jiang Nanzhou's cold sweat burst out, and he squatted directly on the ground, covering his shin bones, and a purple color appeared on it instantly.

Su Jie's "Thirteen Taibao horizontal training golden bells, iron cloth shirts, dragons and tigers hard qigong" has reached the state of "living dead" with his psychological quality. It is much more powerful than before, and he has truly begun to step into a kind of " King Kong is not bad” to the point.

Of course, the so-called "King Kong is not bad" is just an exaggeration, and it is impossible to be invulnerable.

But it is still a trivial matter to resist a blunt blow.

"Jiang Nanzhou's chopping of legs is like an axe. It is a must-have in fighting clubs. I don't know how many students have lost this trick. I was hit by that time, and I was convulsed on the spot. Now I am still bruised." On the trousers, there really is a deep purple-green on the legs, which is shocking. He looked at Jiang Nanzhou who was squatting down, and he was very happy: "The boss is the boss, there is nothing at all."

Su Jie was indeed fine, lighter than a bite by a mosquito. When the opponent's muscles were chopped down, with a drum, it shook the opponent away.

This is still under the condition that he didn't exert any force. If he used "King Kong Jin" a little bit, and the muscles became tense after a long roar, Jiang Nanzhou's leg would definitely be shaken and fractured.

"It's okay, skin trauma, no bone cracks." Su Jie also squatted down, took out a Minglun martial arts school's active oil from his backpack pocket, smeared it on Jiang Nanzhou's calf shin, and suddenly rubbed it violently.

what!

Jiang Nanzhou roared like a beast, and it was painful.

But he was squeezed by Su Jie, unable to move.

Su Jie rubbed it back and forth hundreds of times, then stopped and clapped his hands: "Okay, the bruises have dissipated, and it will be fine after a day or two of rest."

"Let me see where you were kicked." Jiang Nanzhou said fiercely: "I don't believe you have nothing to do."

Su Jie rolled up his trousers, revealing the calf muscles that had been chopped off. As expected, there were no traces, even the skin was not red.

"This is hard qigong." Fang Hong also stepped forward. Now he could see the power of Su Jie, his eyes were very surprised: "But hard qigong means that you can stand still and be beaten. Some muscles are very hard. This kind of thing can't be practiced on the face, it can be cracked with a fist on the face.

"Almost." Su Jie didn't refute, but stood up: "I just judged that the fighter from the fighting club used his knees to push his lower abdomen, but in fact he shifted his position and almost reached the crotch. It was unintentional, but I caught the corner of my eye, and all fouled. According to the rules, both are penalized. Do you have any comments? If you have no comments, follow the referee. There is also a fighting club, you come up to beat the referee. According to the rules, your club wants everything. Suspended, but I don’t care, let the game continue."

His professionalism is reflected at this time.

It was so formal that Fang Hong and Jiang Nanzhou looked at each other, wondering if they should continue the comparison.

"What are you doing? So noisy, when this is a vegetable market?" A majestic voice came: "The Liulong Heavenly King is coming soon, and you are still making trouble here."

There were four or five people standing in the direction from which the voice came, headed by a burly, serious-faced student with an "official taste". The other men and women also had some aura, which seemed to make people feel like leaders. Come and inspect.

"These are several cadres in the student union." Lin Tang said to Su Jie.

"I've read it on the school website." Su Jie didn't need Lin Tang to say at all. He was not a person who didn't listen to things outside the window and only practiced real skills. He collected information from the outside world every day.

Every day, he spends at least two hours watching various news, world situations, national policies, business finance, school websites, various things in fighting circles, and the latest research papers in some foreign scientific journals.

Now is the information age, the knowledge update has a big explosion. It is necessary to grasp all kinds of trends at all times to get a foothold in society and seize opportunities.

Especially the latest papers in some foreign academic journals, which many people will not read, but it is very helpful to Su Jie, and even to his skill.

The burly men headed by the few student union cadres in front of them are now in their junior year and are called Qin Hui, who is the vice chairman.

The student union of Q University is no better than other schools. These cadres are the elites among the elites, and some of the Jiaozi among the Jiaozi, and some even have the opportunity to get in touch with high-level leaders, because many senior leaders also graduated from the Q University and come often. Conduct inspections.

Qin Hui was so majestic that he roared when he came in. Even Fang Hong and Jiang Nanzhou seemed to be very jealous and didn't dare to be disobedient.

Both the martial arts club and the members of the fighting club fell silent.

"You martial arts club and fighting club are fighting here, what is it like?" Qin Hui glanced at the audience, then fixed on Su Jie's body for a second, and then slipped over~www.NovelMTL.com~ if it's normal People don't care about this detail at all, but Su Jie instantly felt that this Qin Hui was full of hostility towards him, and he would count on himself at any time. There were evil thoughts everywhere in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Su Jie thought psychologically: "I don't know this Qin Hui at all, nor do they have any intersection. Why does he have such a mentality toward me? Like an enemy?"

Even a truly wise man can't see the deep malice in the eyes of a stranger.

But Su Jie's psychological cultivation has surpassed that of the wise, and he is a "living dead." The founder of Quanzhen Chongyang lay in the tomb and practiced hard for three years. He felt life and death, but he reached this state.

The vice-chairman of the student union, Qin Hui, was already feeling hostile by Su Jie, but he didn’t seem to notice this, and continued to speak: “Don’t you two clubs have rules? One hundred and fifty-seven, two-for-six division of labor. Fight today. Because the club wants to receive Liulong Tianwang, it applied to the student union to occupy your martial arts club for one day. No comments?"

"I have no objection, but the students in our Wushu club also want to hear the instructions of the Liulong Heavenly King. Isn't this all right?" Fang Hong said.