"There are two things." Jiang Nanzhou nodded: "It's okay, after the game, I will communicate with you."
"Okay then, I'll be the referee." Su Jie said, "What rules do you want to use in the competition? Kickboxing, or boxing, judo, wrestling, or mixed martial arts? Pure Muay Thai rules, or full-contact karate?"
"Do you know so many rules of the game?" Jiang Nanzhou was a little skeptical.
"Anyone can be a referee." Su Jie nodded very indifferently.
As a top student, research is too commonplace.
"Then the rules of MMA allow standing skills and ground skills." Jiang Nanzhou said.
"Ground skills are not allowed." Fang Hong objected: "All purely standing skills, free fighting rules, but elbows and knees can be used, without gloves or finger gloves. Unarmed duels are most in line with real actual combat."
"It's okay, but you are not allowed to kick the crotch, insert eyes, hit the back of the head, hug the ground to count points, and you are not allowed to chase and hit." Su Jie opened the rules and said it fluently: "Do you agree or not? Agree and start now .”
"This buddy has really been a referee?" Many students couldn't help being stunned when they saw Su Jie's proficiency in old-fashioned routines. Su Jie's words and actions were extremely professional, and they didn't seem to be deceiving.
"Can."
Both Jiang Nanzhou and Fang Hong agreed.
Players from both sides also stood up.
The members of the martial arts club wore snow-white martial arts uniforms and black belts, looking chic and unremarkable.
The members of the Fighting Club took off their vests, and their upper body was bare, leaving only a pair of shorts and a muscular body, just like the Spartan warriors in the movie, full of wildness.
"Are you ready?" Su Jie asked both sides, and said the rules of the game again, with professional moves.
After both sides nodded, Su Jie said: "Start!"
Roar!
The fighting club student was like a mad bull, clutching his head, rushing over, hugging, grabbing the Wushu club student by the waist, turning to his back, and then grabbing the master's neck, trying to strangle him unconscious.
The student from the martial arts club caught off guard and was hugged close to him, and suddenly lost his way. He scratched with both hands, trying to grab the body of the student from the fighting club, maintain his balance, and wanted to relax.
But the students of the Fighting Club didn't wear any clothes, and their skin was covered with oil and sweat, so they couldn't catch it at all, and only a few bloodstains came out.
Feeling the pain, the student from the Fighting Club suddenly bent his elbow and slammed into the opponent's waist, and at the same time pressed his knee against the opponent's lower abdomen.
And the student from the martial arts club was in severe pain, and as he scratched even more wildly with his hands, he just touched the corner of the student's eye from the fighting club.
All of a sudden, the corner of the eye of the fighting club student was injured, and it seemed that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Stop!" Su Jie saw it, and immediately stepped forward to pull the two away: "The two are tied."
He delivered the sentence.
"Why is there a tie!" At this time, people from both the fighting club and the martial arts club started to make noise.
"Is this how you serve as a referee?" A student from the fighting club rushed up: "I didn't see the other party scratching their eyes with their hands. This is a forbidden rule. You are 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 grabbing, and it wasn't grabbing the face just now, it was his face that went up by itself."
People from the martial arts club and the fighting club started to quarrel.
"You don't need to be the referee, get out." Two other students from the fighting club came up, trying to push Su Jie away.
Snapped!
Su Jie grasped with one hand and pinched the wrists of the two students. With a slight pinch, the two students cried out in pain and knelt down on the ground.
"Good guy." Jiang Nanzhou was also slightly angry, and suddenly stepped forward, slashing down with a low-cut leg. His leg was like a big axe for chopping trees, and the tibia of his calf was the ax blade. It was this chopping and kicking that had reached the national level. s level.
The chopping of the leg was fast and fierce, with the sound of the wind. If it was an ordinary person, he would be chopped down to the ground, and his leg might even be broken.
But Su Jie didn't move, let him hit directly.
Bang!
As if a piece of iron had been cut, cold sweat broke out from Jiang Nanzhou's body, and he squatted on the ground directly, covering his calf shin, and a bruise appeared on it instantly.
Su Jie's "Thirteen Taibao Practicing Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt Dragon Tiger King Kong Hard Qigong" along with his psychological quality reached the realm of "living dead", much more powerful than before, and really began to step into a " King Kong is not bad".
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 the blows of blunt instruments.
"Jiang Nanzhou's leg chopping is like an axe. It is a masterpiece in the fighting club. I don't know how many students have been defeated by this move. I was hit that time, and I convulsed on the spot, and I am still bruised." Tan Dashi rolled up There was indeed a deep purple-green patch on the trouser leg, which was shocking. He looked at Jiang Nanzhou who was squatting down, and he was very pleased: "The boss is the boss, there is nothing wrong with it."
Su Jie was indeed fine, it was lighter than being bitten by a mosquito. When the opponent chopped off his muscles, he shook the opponent away with a flick of his muscles.
This is still the case where he didn't use any force. If he used the "King Kong Strength" a little bit, after a long roar, his muscles tensed instantly, and Jiang Nanzhou's leg would definitely be broken.
"It's okay, skin trauma, no bone fracture." Su Jie also squatted down, took out a piece of active oil from Minglun Martial Arts School from his backpack pocket, applied it on Jiang Nanzhou's shin bone, and suddenly rubbed it violently.
ah!
Jiang Nanzhou roared like a wounded beast, the pain was excruciating.
But he was pinched tightly by Su Jie, unable to move.
Su Jie rubbed back and forth hundreds of times before he stopped and clapped his hands: "Okay, the congestion has 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 are fine."
Su Jie rolled up his trousers, revealing the calf muscle that was chopped off. As expected, there were no traces, not even the skin was red.
"This is hard qigong." Fang Hong also stepped forward, and now he saw Su Jie's strength, his eyes were very surprised: "But hard qigong means that you can stand still and be beaten, some muscles are just very hard. This kind of thing can't be practiced on the face, it can still be cracked by punching the face."
"It's about the same." Su Jie didn't refute, but stood up: "Just now when I judged a tie, it was the students from the fighting club who pressed their knees against their lower abdomen, but in fact he shifted his position and almost hit his crotch, and the students from your martial arts club, although It was unintentional, but I also caught the corner of the eye, and they all fouled. According to the rules, both penalty shots are sent out. Do you have any comments? If you don’t have any comments, just follow the referee’s instructions. There is also a fighting club, you come up and beat the referee. According to the rules, your club needs all Suspension, but I don't care, the game continues."
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 competition.
"What are you doing? It's so chaotic, you think this is a vegetable market?" A majestic voice came: "The Heavenly King Liulong is coming soon, and you are still making trouble here."
There were four or five people standing in the direction where the voice came from. The leader was a burly student with a serious face and an "official air". Come and inspect.
"These are some cadres of the student union." Lin Tang said to Su Jie.
"I read it on the school website." Su Jie didn't need Lin Tang to say anything. He was not a person who kept his ears to the outside world and only practiced real kung fu. He collected information from the outside world every day.
Every day, he spends at least two hours watching all kinds of news, world situation, national policy, business and finance, as well as school websites, various things in the fighting circle, and the latest research papers on some foreign scientific journals.
Now is the information age, and there is a big explosion of knowledge updating. It is necessary to keep abreast of various trends at all times in order to be able to gain a foothold in society and seize opportunities.
Especially the latest papers in some foreign academic journals, which many people would not read, but it was of great help to Su Jie, and it was even beneficial to his kung fu.
The cadres of the student union in front of me are led by a burly man who is now a junior in his junior year. His name is Qin Hui, and he is the vice chairman.
The student union of q university is no better than other schools. These cadres are the elite of the elite, the darling of the young, and some even have the opportunity to meet high-level leaders, because many high-level leaders are also graduates of q university, and they often come to q Great inspection.
Qin Hui was full of majesty, and when he came in, he roared like this, even Fang Hong and Jiang Nanzhou seemed very afraid, and dared not disobey.
Members of both the martial arts club and the fighting club fell silent.
"Your martial arts club and fighting club are fighting here, what are you talking about?" Qin Hui glanced at the audience, then fixed on Su Jie for a second, and then slid over.
An ordinary person wouldn't care about this detail at all, but Su Jie instantly felt that this Qin Hui was full of hostility towards him, and would plot against him at any time. In the depths of his heart, evil thoughts were everywhere.
"What's going on?" Su Jie thought psychologically: "I don't know Qin Hui at all, and we don't have any intersection. Why does he have such a mentality towards me? Like an enemy?"
Even a truly wise man would not be able to see the deep malice in the eyes of a stranger.
But Su Jie's psychological cultivation has surpassed that of a wise man, and he is a "living dead person". The founder of Quanzhen, Chongyang Patriarch, lay in the tomb and practiced hard for three years to comprehend life and death.
Qin Hui, the vice-chairman of the student union, had already felt hostility from Su Jie, but he didn't seem to notice this, and continued to talk: "Don't you two clubs have rules? One, three, five, seven, two, four, and six divisions. Fight today Because the club wants to receive Liulong Tianwang, it has applied to the student union to occupy your martial arts club for a day, do you have any objections?"
"I have no objection, but the students of our martial arts club also want to listen to King Liulong's advice, so it's okay." Fang Hong said.