Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

255. The Contest Between 'Heroes' And 'Monsters' (Part 1!)



255. The Contest Between 'Heroes' And 'Monsters' (Part 1!)

"I didn't expect to be able to witness the birth of the world's strongest boxer in this disorderly fight, and it really is beneficial to live a long time.

The laughter of the old man resounded in a certain Japanese-style reception room.

"Having said that, it's not mature enough outside of technology."

A handsome young man with brown skin leaned on his chin and said helplessly.

"The pride of a soldier cannot be simply classified as stupidity, and as a spectator, this old man is very satisfied, thanks to His Royal Highness Lalma, you are willing to lend the general by your side.

Looking at the God of War on the big screen who was still walking steadily and exiting amidst cheers, Katahara Mieaki showed a satisfied smile.

"Even if it is a peerless sword, it will rust if it is not used for a long time.

The brown-skinned youth took a sip of tea calmly.

His name is 'Lalma XIII', he is the contemporary king of the Kingdom of Thailand, and also the most powerful and richest ruler in the country.

And the "God of Fighting in Taiguo" Jiaorang Wenzawaduo is one of his few confidants and favorite generals.

"It just seems that the injury is not serious, and I don't know if the third round will be too easy because of this?"

Katahara Miitou said with great interest.

"Don't worry, that's Yu's bosom knife, it won't be broken so easily, besides..." King Lalma XIII didn't show any worry at all, his plain words were full of powerful courage

"It is the blood-stained knife that is enough to prove that it has the ability to kill."

"His Royal Highness Laerma is really confident in his love general, but I agree with your point of view, I have to ask why, because the next opponent is destined to be a fight beyond the scope of the competition."

Katahara Mietou's ominous snort like a prophecy made Lalma XIII narrow his eyes, put down his cup with a feeling, and looked at the big screen.

Gao Lang is determined to advance to the next round, and his opponent is the winner of this game.

From the big screen came the infectious shout of host Katahara Sheka.

...... The jaws of a bunch of black fans were shocked, that man proved that even a yellow race can dominate the mixed martial arts world by relying on actual results! Now that he has come here, with his firm will and With a strong physique and impeccable technique, he defeated his opponent beautifully and advanced to the second round. He is a well-known and popular fighter——'Mixed Martial Arts King' Jiu Et!!"

"And the opponent he will face is a muscular monster from Germany, the super~hercules who destroyed the venue in the first round like a large industrial machine! Julius Reinha, known as the 'monster' special!!"

on the field.

Both players take their positions.

"Oh, looking at it from such a close distance, the physique is really exaggerated. I almost tremble when I look at it."

Okubo put his hands on his hips and couldn't help but joked.

"Surrender if you are afraid."

Julius looked down at him like a mountain.

The sun was falling, and the shadow pulled by the huge body completely covered Okubo.

The physiques of the two sides are not at the same level at all.

"Surrender? Didn't you hear how enthusiastic the shouts were from outside?"

Okubo showed his neat white teeth, and his smile was full of fighting spirit.

"And don't you think this scene is very similar to a special drama? I am the hero who carries the hope of mankind (the audience), and you are a human mutant who has fallen into evil. It is my mission to knock you down...... If you think about it this way, you will be motivated!"

Julius said nothing.

It's like a mighty statue. When you look up, you can only see the face of the statue shrouded in shadows. It is both solemn and heavy, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

"Players from both sides, please go to the designated positions!"

The referee for this match was Momo Saji Takiro, who was known for his harsh judgments.

Okubo's smile gradually faded, and he stepped back a certain distance, opening his posture.

On the other hand, Julius leaned forward slightly, adopting a posture that could withstand the impact more.

"preparation!"

Tian Cheng took a deep breath, and pressed down suddenly.

Sa!

In this instant.

Something flew past him!

"—?!"

The hearts of many fighters jumped.

His eyes widened involuntarily.

"Eh?"

Tian Cheng was slightly taken aback, as if he was a little too late to react.

At this moment, Julius's angry cry was heard.

Accompanied by the violent impact, the ground shook slightly, and the gravel exploded and splashed all over the body.

The referee looked away in horror.

I don't know how many viewers are doing the same thing as him at this moment.

I saw Okubo riding on Julius at some point, and rained down his punches, so that the latter could only raise his arms to resist...

Many sharp-eyed people noticed serious cracks on the ground under Julius.

"The throwing technique performed with a sprint is a complete crushing technique."

Yato muttered to himself.

"Julius is so big and prepared in advance, why was he knocked down so easily?"

Zhu Mei couldn't understand.

"Because of the center of gravity."

"Okubo uses the inertia of the forward rush to destroy the opponent's center of gravity. Anyone who is hit suddenly will lose their balance, but this is a 'face' collision, and the opponent has prepared well. "It is not difficult to be steady."

"However, Okubo used this force on the lower body at the moment of physical contact, forming a 'point' collision, just like the principle of leverage, prying the opponent down and falling to the ground at once."

"He is planning to give up his strike skills and directly use his fighting skills to decide the outcome. Avoiding the disadvantages of strength and giving full play to the advantages of skills, this is the correct way of fighting."

Okubo's strength can't be said to be weak, but compared to Julius, it is far behind, and it is absolutely impossible to take advantage of fighting skills.

However, mixed martial arts rely on the idea of ​​"change leads to success, mastery leads to achievement, and those who achieve success" can open up a broad path in the field of actual combat.

What MMA needs most is not a superhuman physique, nor sensitive speed, but the basic ability to deal with any situation.

And to bring this out, there is nothing more suitable than fighting skills.

"What exactly does the fighting skill refer to? Joint skills and sleeping skills?"

Ring wondered.

"Wrong, ring. The sleeping technique you mentioned refers to the ground technique, and the joint technique includes both the ground technique and the standing technique, but both the ground technique and the joint technique are included in the fighting technique. In modern fighting technique theory, it is not a strike technique. ...that is, the general term for all techniques other than punching and kicking is fighting skills"

Looking at Julius who was pinned down and unable to fight back, Yato explained patiently.

"The world of fighting skills is very complicated and fair, because there is no 'accident' in it, as long as you practice hard, you will be able to master it, and in actual combat, using it correctly can also bring absolute victory— ——Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, in most cases, this truth is correct.”


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