The Road to Slaying God

"Brother Biao, the referee has gone down. Although it is a bit despicable, it is allowed within the scope. Besides, this is an underground black boxing... Boss, you covered the people behind..." Aze said, who rarely spoke.

"Ah...oh...then I'll sit down." Liu Biao scratched his head and said angrily.

At this time, the black man who was kicked stood up in an instant, his movements extremely agile. Obviously, the kick did not cause any substantial damage to him.

"Send foot sweep\

,"Zhang Yang read out three words gently. He had deliberately studied judo when he was looking for training clues in those vast ancient books, and found some valuable clues in them.

"Mr. Zhang knows judo?" Lao Kara now finds more and more that this young man is a bit mysterious. Not only does he have miraculous spear skills, but he also has several arrogant and domineering subordinates. Now, it seems that he feels it from this young man's mouth It turns out that he is not only good at guns, but also good at martial arts. Of course, this has always been Kara's guess. He always believed that it was impossible for Zhang Yang to be good at martial arts.

"I haven't practiced, but I know something." Zhang Yang looked at the arena, which was already in a stalemate. The two players were advancing and retreating, looking for opportunities to attack.

"Haha, I'm also very interested in judo. I trained a lot when I was young. Unfortunately, I'm old now. Hey... I wonder if Mr. Zhang has any opinions on judo?" Lao Kara suddenly asked, changing the subject.

"Judo?" An inexplicable smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face. For him now, judo is like a child's play house.

"I'd like to hear from you." Kara felt the contempt in Zhang Yang's eyes, and looked at the one on the ring who fell on Zhang Yang. At this time, the two people on the ring seemed to be very cautious, cautious, and occasionally attacked. , not intense, it seems that the winner will not be determined for a while.

"Judo is actually a fighting technique in China. Mr. Kara can check this information. Judo is a more powerful fighting technique in quick close combat. Compared with Taekwondo, Karate, Aikido, Sanda, Judo is the most powerful and lethal among other quick fighting techniques, but..."

Zhang Yang changed the subject.

"In addition to the advantage of quick results, Judo is not a profound martial art in real fighting skills. Let alone some martial arts inheritance in China for hundreds of years. Even Muay Thai and yoga are stronger than Judo. Moreover, Judo It is not as powerful as people imagine. In an indiscriminate competition, judo is almost vulnerable..."

"Vulnerable?!" Kara's tone clearly sounded disapproving.

"Remember the 1964 Tokyo Olympics?"

"This..." Carla was suddenly speechless.

It became an Olympic event at the 1964 Tokyo Olympics. At that time, Japan, as the host country of the Olympic Games, could add an additional event, so Japan chose judo. There are only four levels of competition in the Tokyo Olympics, and Japanese athletes won three gold medals.

But in the undifferentiated competition, the Dutch player Anton who is 1.98 meters tall? Gesink, in front of 15,000 spectators at the Japanese Budokan, defeated the three-time Japanese champion Kaminagaakio (Kaminagaakio) and defeated him again in the resurrection match, thereby breaking the Japanese judo master's ability to defeat any opponent. argument.

This competition broke the myth of judo and showed that judo's advantage is minimal in the face of truly powerful opponents.

"Who do you think will win among these two?" Kara cast her eyes on the ring and changed the subject again.

At this time, low-intensity contact had already begun in the ring, and the two of them began to attack in a more than tentative manner.

"The Japanese player should win. This Japanese player is very skilled in mastering the skills. If he doesn't rush forward, it shouldn't be difficult to win this game. Moreover, the Japanese player can be regarded as a real judo master, and his shots are cautious, and , look at him, every time he strikes, he hits the target with one hit. On the other hand, the black man, although he is strong, seems a little angry and can't control his emotions..."

Kara nodded. Although he could not predict who would lose and who would win, the black man was indeed very angry. Obviously, he was very depressed when he started to be attacked by the Japanese player. He encountered some opportunities that were not very good. Crazy attacks.

The two stopped talking and their eyes fell on the ring. It was obvious that the fighting on the ring had entered a white-hot state, the movements were getting faster and faster, and the frequency of active attacks on each other was also getting faster and faster.

Seeing the two people going back and forth in the ring, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a question.

At the beginning, the two giants were seriously injured. It was obvious that one of the two players was missing a share.

Looking at the current situation, Kong Laoer and Nana won, and now whether it is black or Japanese, there are three people...

However, Zhang Yang immediately stopped thinking about this problem. This was a problem that the organizer thought about, and he didn't need to think about it. Of course, the most important thing was that the winner finally began to be decided in the ring.

…

The black man showed real fire, relying on his physical strength to press forward step by step and steadily, punching and punching to shrink the space for the Japanese players.

There were no more crazy shouts in the field, and everyone held their breath. Everyone felt that the victory should be decided at this time, because at this time, the Japanese had been forced into a corner and had no way to retreat.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

…

There was a burst of intensive punches, and the black man seemed to feel that victory was in sight. The punches were extremely sharp. This black man must have gone through very brutal punching training. His punches were very fast, his movements were agile and powerful, like a black panther, fierce and brave.

Awesome!

The black man suddenly spread his legs.

"Whoosh..."

What a strong and powerful kick!

Zhang Yang couldn't help but admire that this black man had never kicked once since the beginning of the game. Unexpectedly, what this guy is good at is actually kicking. Obviously, this is his trump card!

At the moment when the black man moved his legs, an imperceptible sneer appeared on the Japanese's face.

suddenly!

The Japanese's body was shorter, and the two of them seemed to be cooperating. The moment the black man moved his legs, the Japanese actually reached the black man's crotch...

Get up!

Hug back!

fall!

The series of movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, completed in one go, looking extremely smooth!

"Peng!"

With a loud noise, the two twisted bodies fell heavily to the ground, appearing extremely heavy in this extremely quiet space.

The black man was pinned down by the Japanese,

The Japanese's hands locked the black man's head...

"Crack!"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and everyone heard a crisp sound of fracture.

(To be continued)