A Panda's Martial Arts

"Uh..." Sumarokov was outraged.

insult……

There is no doubt that this is the ultimate insult.

Even though his actual age was almost 90 years old, Sumarokov still couldn't bear such insults. He was born in the Gulag and he had never seen such a big storm, but this kind of behavior of handing him a knife for him to chop... How despised him is this?

Whether it was his identity as a fighter, or as a villain, or even his fighting instinct as a male, they were completely denied at this moment.

Such a disgrace can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy.

"You court death..."

Sumarokov raised his saber.

Those villains on the road often only know that he is a sharpshooter, but few people know that his sword skills are actually extremely fierce. It is derived from the sword skills of the Cossack cavalry. He made great military exploits in the battle of Le defense, and his father was among them.

With just this one-handed saber in his hand, he can split a grown man in half, and anyone who knows what this means knows what it means.

That is not only the ability to control the sword, but also the wrist strength far beyond ordinary people.

"die!"

The sharp saber came down, it was the sharp claws of the eagle on the Don River.

But before that, a long pink stick stabbed him in the chest one step ahead of the blade.

"Cough cough cough-"

A slap between the chest and abdomen made Sumarokov's breathing suddenly disordered, and the knife that was about to strike fell down feebly, and was randomly slapped aside by the wooden vajra staff.

"You...cough cough cough—"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, Sumarokov choked and coughed loudly—this forced the panda to come over and pat him on the back to help him breathe, otherwise he was always afraid that the kid would cough to death on the spot.

But this concern made Sumarokov feel more and more ashamed.

"What do you mean!"

Sumarokov, who finally got over his breath, barely stood up, and went over to retrieve his knife.

"Are you humiliating me! Let me take a knife but don't let me shoot! Trampling my dignity! Is this what you want!"

"Hey, when did I have that meaning!"

Panda is also a little anxious, he can't stand being wronged for nothing.

"Obviously you are too slow to start..."

"What did you say?"

Sumarokov's eyes were tearing open.

"You actually insulted my sword skills!"

"Forget it, you're right."

With a sigh, the panda gave up the idea of ​​arguing.

For a player of this level, he could only choose to obey him.

"But your opponent is not me, look at the other side of the corridor."

"Ok?"

Sumarokov subconsciously turned his gaze away.

In just an instant, a fat figure covered in black and white heavy armor rushed in front of him, knocking the rejuvenated villain off the roof.

240 Eight chapters of the level division of wrist masters

For the next part of the journey, the panda didn't do much.

The main reason is that fighting at the ordinary level is no longer nutritious for him, and it is meaningless to fight. It happens that he has a young man by his side, so naturally he needs to give the young man more opportunities to perform.

Anyway, the armor on Shingo Shimadzu still has some defensive power. Although it is definitely not good for dealing with cyborgs, it can be called King Kong indestructible in the battle of ordinary people.

Of course, turning on invincibility doesn’t mean you won’t get beaten up. Most of the time, the little fat man will be beaten violently. Most of the time, the reason why he can win is purely by using the turtle shell tactics to exhaust the opponent’s physical strength first——

However, as the number of beatings increased, Shingo Shimadzu was able to fight decently, and occasionally even fought back and forth with those professional assassins who made a living out of killing people.

It's just that when young people are always a bit ambitious, after being able to beat a killer, Shingo Shimadzu began to be dissatisfied with his fighting level.

"Senior Panda, I have always wanted to ask a question."

While resting, Shimadzu Shingo raised his own questions.

"The diamond segment, the master segment, etc. you mentioned before, how do you distinguish them? What stage am I in now?"

"That thing is more troublesome to talk about. As for you..."

The panda thought for a while, and then reported his psychological judgment.

"Silver Two?"

"Uh..." The young Shimadzu Shingo also played games a lot, so he naturally knew what level silver two means—but he felt that he could fight professional assassins back and forth, so why is he just a silver two?

"Is it because I'm wearing this suit of armor?"

Shimadzu Shingo thought about it, and felt that he had found the answer.

"Because my combat power is actually enhanced by the armor, so my real level is only silver two. Is it understandable?"

"No, it's not."

In Shimadzu Shingo's sight, the panda shook his head decisively.

"I mean, you're Silver Two when you're wearing armor."

"This...why do you say that."

Shimadzu Shingo is already a little numb.

"Senior, why don't you explain in detail..."

"Let me demonstrate."

Looking at Shingo Shimadzu's expression, the panda knew that this matter had to be well said.

Finding an inaccessible open space, the panda first put the vajra staff and luggage aside, and then put up a posture, signaling Shimadzu Shingo to attack.

And when he confirmed that the pandas really wanted to compete, Shingo Shimadzu also raised his posture, and slapped the pandas on the head with his big hand covered in armor.

"Oh!"

A palm hit the panda's shoulder, which made the panda's figure shake.

Then he punched back with a backhand.

"Boom-"

The heavy punch on the metal helmet made Shingo Shimadzu's head buzz, and it took 5 minutes for him to recover.

"If you hit me, I'll hit you too. There's not much skill to speak of. The main thing is to see who is more reckless than brute force. This is a typical silver-ranked style of play, and it's also the way you use it now."

"Uh……"

Shingo Shimadzu was so choked that he couldn't speak.

So, although the truth is the same, but does he have such a dish?

"What about the gold rank? What about the gold rank?"

"You call again."

The panda beckoned again.

Shingo Shimadzu still slapped him with such force that he could even shatter bricks——

But the panda didn't mean to stand still and carry it hard at all. It just took a step and rushed into Shimadzu Shingo's arms.

His feet were squeezed by the panda's legs, and his head was held back by the thick bear's paws. At such a close distance, no matter how powerful his hands were, he couldn't reach him.

So Shimadzu Shingo lying on the ground is also a matter of course.

"This is the way of playing in the golden division, leaving the stage of beating each other and starting to use technology."

Pulling the little fat man up from the ground, the panda patiently explained.

"As for technique, there are many things to say, but generally speaking, there are two main purposes. One is to control the opponent's center of gravity and joints, and the other is to stabilize one's own center of gravity and joints so as not to be controlled by the opponent. Just in time, you are going to practice. Php, this is more important... Come on, get up and fight again."

"Are you still coming?"

Shimadzu Shingo had a bitter look on his face, the blow just now had thrown him hard.

However, driven by his strong thirst for knowledge, he still punched him once again.

At that moment, the black fist rapidly enlarged in his sight.

"Oh!"

With just a bang, his body flew out. You must know that he weighed two hundred catties, and he still had heavy armor on his body—but even so, his body still flew out far away. He fell headfirst into the mud.

The whole time, he didn't even realize what was happening.

Only when he fell to the ground, Shingo Shimadzu could barely see the panda's outstretched fist.

"Strength out of the whole body, in one point."

Sensing the sight of the little fat man, the panda slowly retracted its fist.

"To put it simply, it is how to coordinate your body, and then you can make the explosive power more and more extreme... At this time, if you use the golden segment technology to focus on the enemy's weakness, it only takes a moment Beat people to death."

Of course, it’s not enough to only have explosive power without technology. It’s equivalent to changing a field cannon that can’t point to where to shoot into a cumbersome red cannon that can’t even adjust the shooting angle. It doesn't work when the time hits.

"Then... what about the master rank?"

Shingo Shimadzu got up from the ground after he relaxed a little.

"Senior Panda, I remember that you often said that you are a master division, right? Please guide me!"

"Alright..."

The panda scratched its head, and simply waved at Shingo Shimadzu.

"Then you call here."