There are many famous female generals in history who were coaxed by the power of storytelling novels to be able to carry cauldrons with their strength and stand upright with their fists. In real life, Li Muye had doubts about whether such a fierce woman had ever existed in the world. Today I finally found the standard answer.
The 75kg Sanda fighter in the ring could only parry and was unable to fight back after being beaten. It's not because his skills are inferior to others, it's because Lu Shaofen's strength is too unreasonable. There are not many routines to speak of, it is basically Western boxing with a little kicking, and the gloves are 14 ounces, which can protect the impact of the blow. For professional Sanda athletes, it is relatively easy to defend. The key thing is the long legs.
The vicious and vicious technique of poking the feet cannot be used here, otherwise a kick to the leg bone or stomach will result in death or serious injury. But even if she doesn't need to poke her feet to hurt people, her long legs are still very unbearable when she swings them around. The young man's body was full of tendons, and he came down clutching his arms after being injured three times.
His fists are like a storm and his legs are like a poisonous dragon. Li Muye thought very humbly that I might not be able to bear it if I go up there. This girl practices volleyball. If she participates in a professional fighting competition, she should be assigned to the men's heavyweight group. A kick to the head of a woman will kill her.
She stood in the center of the ring, looking domineeringly at the audience. Everyone followed her gaze and found Li Muye. Lu Shaofen made a gesture of invitation. Li Muye lowered his head to tie his shoelaces, seemingly unaware that she was challenging him. So the girl shouted: "Uncle Li, I heard what Wu Lanzhu said, you can chase Lao Cui all over the house, what's the matter? Don't you bother to fight with your eldest niece?"
Li Muye raised his head and glanced at her, then quickly lowered his head to fiddle with the laces of the other shoe.
Wulanzhu couldn't stand it anymore and said, "How about I go up and fight with you for him?"
Lu Shaofen shook his head and said: "Although you are a professional, I promised my grandma that I will not practice fighting sports and will never stand in the ring with girls."
Wu Lanzhu wanted to persist, but Li Muye knew that she couldn't escape, so he stopped her and said, "This girl is not angry with you. If you go up to her, she won't really fight you." He straightened up and walked to the ring.
"Wait a minute!" Among the club members watching the excitement, a man in his twenties who looked very powerful rushed to the stage and asked: "Shaofen, who is this person? We have been waiting in line for a long time. , why does he come on stage to fight you?"
Li Muye could smell a sour smell from across the ring. Emotional girl is quite popular in this club.
Lu Shaofen obviously knew this person and responded: "This is my Uncle Li, my father's good friend. He came to see me on my father's request. He also bought a house here and let me live there. At his house."
Damn it, this kid has a really bad conscience. Li Muye could already feel the intense hostility in the eyes from across the ring after these words.
As the old saying goes, it's hard to raise a villain, but as expected, worse things came soon after.
"Dachengzi, do you want to compete with Uncle Li?" Lu Shaofen said loudly: "My Uncle Li is a real martial arts master. I have been polished in actual combat. I am not at all the same as academics like you. It’s not that I underestimate you, but you can’t stop my Uncle Li from punching and kicking with just your fists, do you believe it or not?”
This man had a bad temper. Being provoked by Lu Shaofen, he immediately couldn't hold himself back. He took off his coat and stepped into the ring. He quickly put on protective gear and said: "I don't accept this attitude. What, your name is Li What? My name is Song Xicheng, a 91kg boxer. Do you dare to come up and let me see how powerful your punches and kicks are?"
This guy is as long as a black iron tower. He is 1.85 meters tall. His arms and legs are as thick as rafters. It is obviously inappropriate to describe a person as strong as a calf. This guy looks like a calf. He is as strong as his father, and he is also an obviously angry bull.
Li Muye was thinking about how to delay it until Lao Cui came to the rescue, and had no intention of accepting the challenge. Standing motionless in the audience, he said: "Little brother, don't be so arrogant. If I hadn't just come from the north and I'm a little acclimatized, I would have gone to pull you down this morning. You're taking advantage today, wild man." Brother, I'm in no condition to play with you."
Song Xicheng has a bad temper and a bad mouth. Seeing that Lu Shaofen didn't seem to object to him trying to win over this Uncle Li, he didn't have any scruples and continued to provoke: "Hey, I heard your accent is Northeastern." Well, don’t you Northeasterners claim that you wouldn’t dare to fight without you? Is it all just words? Mr. Li, I’m calling you out publicly today. You don’t have to fight. Just give me a shout. Men in the Northeast are all cowards, I’ll pretend I’ve never seen you before, or get out of here as soon as possible.”
This was a bit boring. Li Muye lowered his head and suddenly glanced at Lu Shaofen with a crooked face. This girl was a little angry and avoided Li Muye's gaze when they made eye contact. She was obviously a little guilty, but she was angry with Li Muye before. Arrived, now it feels like riding a tiger with difficulty.
"Then let's make signs." Li Muye stretched lazily, threw off his shirt, and motioned to Wu Lanzhu to put on the gloves for him. Lu Shaofen reminded: "Don't forget the protective gear!" Li Muye looked at her with a smile, "Little girl, you have a conscience." Waving his hands, he suddenly raised his chest and said arrogantly, "You won't need that thing to beat him."
Song Xicheng was breathing heavily, like a bull ready to go, staring at Li Muye with red eyes.
"First of all, brother, I have to tell you something clearly. My ancestral home is not from the Northeast. I traveled to Guandong and became a Northeastern. Our family has been living there for four generations. My grandfather defecated in a Japanese bathhouse and got into trouble with a kid. During the fight, two Japanese children were hacked to death with a kitchen knife and shot. My grandfather went into the mountains to become a bandit at the age of 22, specializing in robbing immigrants from Japanese children. After liberation, he surrendered and was sentenced to eight years. My father will not talk about it. , in short, Northeastern people are afraid of a man named Zhang, but even this man named Zhang at least has an upright father."
Li Muye was full of talk, so he first used big words to catch this guy.
Song Xicheng's talk could not keep up with the bad guy who had been in the world for more than ten years. He stood there completely unable to say a word and could only listen.
"You want to have a fight with me. It's not a big deal. Young people are all aggressive. This girl is my friend's daughter. She calls me uncle. In fact, we are not much different in age. Do you think she should come with me? I can understand that when the time comes, but you shouldn’t dismiss all Northeastern men in one fell swoop. They are all Chinese and all they have learned is Chinese culture. You are called uneducated, do you understand? In order to prevent you from being taught a lesson by more cruel people in the future, I will give you a free lesson today."
Li Muye opened his hands and said very scornfully, "Come here, let me see what other real abilities you have besides your bad mouth."
This battle is about the dignity of men. After a few words, both sides had no room to lose.
Song Xicheng's eyes flashed fiercely and he rushed forward silently.
Li Muye counted his steps, and when he was close to the distance that his fist could reach, Song Xicheng punched him. Li Muye did not dodge, and took a step forward to meet his fist. He suddenly stepped forward to let go of his fist, and at the same time hugged the kid's waist. His movements were as fast as the wind, with lightning speed. Picked him up. He slapped him hard on the ring, mounted him, and punched him like raindrops.
One punch opened the corners of Song Xicheng's eyes, and the second punch hit his nose. Song Xicheng blocked it with one hand and punched with the other hand in an attempt to fight back. Li Muye cleverly hugged his arm, and at the same time pressed his neck with his legs. He pulled hard with his back joints, and Song Xicheng's arm made a dislocated click sound, and he cried out in pain.
Lu Shaofen was the first to react. He walked over quickly, bent down and hugged Li Muye from behind, and dragged him backwards. The two of them were separated abruptly. Song Xicheng's face turned pale from pain and he had no strength to stand up. From the moment he threw his first punch to the moment he was beaten to the point of being unable to get up, it only took less than ten seconds.
Li Muye shook off Lu Shaofen, took off his gloves quickly, pointed at Lu Shaofen with an angry look on his face and said, "Are you satisfied now? Do you know where a man should not be touched the most?" He pointed at the stage. Song Xicheng, who was lying down, said loudly: "Dignity! Do you understand? He fell, but he defended his dignity. Even though he knew he was defeated, he still dared to swing his fist at a powerful opponent. This is what a man is. Even if you are defeated, you will be able to fight back sooner or later if you practice hard, but let me ask you now, who is he doing for?"
Lu Shaofen had never experienced such a battle before, and he was so scolded that his brain was short-circuited. Although she is extremely talented, she is just a little girl in an ivory tower after all. How can she compare with an old man like Li Muye in terms of aura.
The onlookers around were either Song Xicheng's senior brothers or friends who often played together. Originally, everyone was a little angry when they saw Li Muye suddenly using illegal means to knock down Song Xicheng, and they were even in the mood to beat Li Muye, but After hearing these words, he calmed down.
Li Muye continued to speak loudly: "Don't say it, right? Let me tell you, he is just for you! As a girl, it doesn't matter if you are a little willful. The society is always very tolerant of you, but you can't be too willful. You are my best big brother My daughter, as an elder, I have the responsibility to let you understand that there is a price to pay for being willful."
At this time, Lao Cui had already appeared at the door and was walking to the front of the ring.
Li Muye said: "Aren't you conceited that you can fight? Okay, I will find you an opponent today to make you understand that fists cannot solve all problems. When you are willful, it is the moment when you are about to lose face." Turning around He waved Lao Cui up and ordered: "This girl wants to find someone to have a good fight with. I'm not in the mood today. You can fight with her for me. Don't be careless and don't be too polite. Do you understand?"
Lao Cui didn't fully understand, but Li Muye had already thrown the gloves to him, leaving Lu Shaofen, who was completely messy, confused and a little guilty, and went over to help Song Xicheng, who was also confused, and walked off the ring.
Li Mu was secretly happy as he walked off the ring. Damn it. Fortunately, I am smart enough, otherwise I would have received a beating today.
Song Xicheng on the side said: "Brother, you don't need to support me. This injury is nothing to us who practice professional sports. I can stand on my own."
Even the eldest brother is here!
The two of them looked sympathetic to each other. Li Muye used a strong attitude to show that he had no other relationship with Lu Shaofen. The jealousy in everyone's hearts faded away. After hearing those words that were full of male hormones and cleverly saved Song Xicheng's face, After his speech, all conflicts disappeared. They all turned their attention to the boxing ring.
Only Lao Cui and Lu Shaofen were left in the boxing ring. (End of chapter)