Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

The news that Class 3 was going to compete with Class 5 in Sanda spread like wildfire. During the meal, many students came to the indoor hall, and Fu Yu also came.

The Martial arts arena is the territory of the routine class, the indoor gymnasium belongs to Sanda and Taekwondo, and the righteousness building is the hard-core class.What is wrong with Jiang Bai?It's definitely degraded.Fu Yu squeezed and squeezed forward, Jiang Bai's irritability in the past was because he couldn't remember, and he should become more stable after getting back his junior, but in the end, he made appointments to fight and learn from each other every three days.

Last time it was the same major, but this time it is a good, inter-professional challenge.

There are many students, most of them are in the same grade, Fu Yu took advantage of her height and went forward: "Xu Jun! Xu Jun! Jiang Bai!"

"Why are you here?" Xu Jun put away his mobile phone at once, "He was getting ready next to the Sanda table. I stopped him, but he didn't stop him. The donkeys in the production team are not as stubborn as him."

"Okay, why are you fighting Li Cong again?" Fu Yu saw Jiang Bai, and had already changed into Sanda equipment, boxing gloves and calf guards.

Xu Jun smiled helplessly. "I figured it out, whoever wants to touch his junior brother will beat him."

"What can I do..." Fu Yu said unconsciously.

"Yeah, what can I do..." Xu Jun said from the bottom of his heart.Min, never see you again.

But he and Fu Yu's worries are not without reason. They have always been at odds with routines and Sanda, not only because of Jiang Bai and Li Cong's feud, but also because of deep-rooted Liangzi.After all, Sanda and routines complement each other and are opposites.

Jiang Bai didn't know these truths. When he changed his upper body protective gear, he knew that Li Cong wanted to rectify the name of Sanda.

The routine and Sanda classes are basically full of students, but the Hard Qi class and Taekwondo do not join in the fun.The students on both sides really can't understand each other, because Sanda is a branch extracted from routines and has absorbed the essence, but martial arts routines are the source of Chinese Sanda and the ancestor of Kung Fu.But the routine is wonderful, but the actual combat is not good.

Everyone wants to know which one has the upper hand when it comes to Wushu vs. Sanda.

"Senior Brother, can you do it?" Fu Cheng turned around anxiously, "I'll go, at least I have a lot of fighting experience!"

"Do you have much fighting experience?" Jiang Bai held the belt in his mouth and wrapped it around his fingers skillfully.

"Yeah, I..." Fucheng realized that he was exposing himself, "I'm obedient, I never had a fight when you were away, I'm very obedient, ask Qiu Li if you don't believe me! You... can you I can't win, don't hit you with amnesia again... If you lose your memory again, I can say that you and I have arranged a baby kiss, and when you turn 18, you will be abducted into the house to do business!"

"So fierce? You kidnapped me to do something? Do you know how to do it?" Jiang Bai stood up and adjusted his leggings.I learned it from Shen Yu before, but I don't know how much my body still remembers.

Fu Cheng paused. "Of course I know, I think my phone is poisoned, even if I don't know... I can still ask others. I think Xue Ye is quite fierce. He must be very good at handling it. It's definitely right to ask him."

"Hey! How are you?" Li Cong urged, "Would you like to leave a last word?"

"Okay." Jiang Bai twisted Fucheng's face, looked at Qiu Li and Qing Rang, "you grabbed him." Then he turned to the stage.

Since it was a competition between students and not of the same major, both sides did not wear helmets and crotch pads, and were not allowed to attack important parts.Li Cong does not underestimate the enemy, but he also has some advantages. Sanda and Taolu have always been equal to each other, and his style of play is even more diametrically opposed.

Routine is dead, Sanda is mainly in loose, run after hitting, there is no fixed number of ways, far kick, close hit, close body fall, flexible and adaptable.The height and weight of the two are about the same, and the winner is determined by their ability.

"Say it first, don't fucking deny it if you lose." Li Cong smiled.

"Have you ever hit my junior brother, idiot?" Jiang Bai asked, setting up a fight, the fierce battle was about to break out.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the two attacked at the same time. Jiang Bai was not from a conservative Sanda background.Li Cong was also quite cautious.After several trials, Fucheng began to be confused, Qiu Li and Qing Rang were also confused, Jiang Bai's aggressive appearance obviously knew how to fight.

But when did Jiang Bai learn it? None of the 3 people had an answer, and they were all stupid.Are martial arts schools in Shenzhen so awesome?Just do it if you don't accept it, and play your life when you come up?

Jiang Bai lured the enemy deep again and again, feeling the speed different from the routine class.Sanda is very fast, changing positions after the fight, staying in place is the posture of the Chinese martial arts class, but Li Cong's rocker dodges like a shadow.

what to do?Jiang Bai didn't know, but his body did. The 15-year-old Jiang Bai knew that he would not fight Li Cong head-on, and opened the distance again and again, forcing Li Cong, who was a professional Sanda professional, to fight long distances.

A few minutes later, Li Cong tried out Jiang Bai's old background, no wonder this person dared to be crazy, he clearly knew how to do it.Under the Sanda stage, people from the routine class were yelling anxiously, telling Jiang Bai to throw punches quickly, so as not to get beaten, but a row of Sanda class looked solemn, and they had to learn to be beaten if they wanted to fight. Jiang Bai's way was right, his dodge on the stage All standard actions.

Guarding in gear, defending from inside, raising knees, volleying, dodging back, diving... A student in a traditional martial arts routine class can't make a big mistake.It's just that the basic skills can't be compared with them. If you practice [-] punches, the lethality is definitely greater than practicing [-] flips.

But Jiang Bai did not run away passively, he was mobilizing, mobilizing the rhythm.Li Cong is not good at his style of play, but this game was very uncomfortable.

To put it bluntly, I don't know when Jiang Bai will make any moves, he will, but his methods are unorthodox, miscellaneous, as if he was learned outside, quite evil, and he can't tell which fist is the main punch.

All of a sudden, Li Cong put the distance up and moved forward. A fierce fist hit Jiang Bai's chest, and his lower legs began to sweep him.Before Jiang Bai could react, his body had jumped up, and he pushed his knees to Li Cong's ribs.Li Cong hit Jiang Bai's abdomen completely with another backhand punch.

There were a few bang bang bangs, hitting the protective gear with a muffled sound.

The distance was widened again, Jiang Bai stood up and kicked straight, without giving a chance, the space was squeezed down again, and Li Cong turned his hips at the same time, and kicked his legs loosely.

"Senior brother!" Fu Cheng jumped onto the stage, this is a fucking whip, definitely not taught by the routine class.

Jiang Bai clasped Li Cong's right calf with his left knee, and sealed his left arm with his left hand.Li Cong took advantage of the situation and leaned back to avoid it, Jiang Bai hugged him with his right hand and punched with his left.

Left fist method, is this a counter punch?Li Cong couldn't defend himself and was hit in the face.

The audience exclaimed, this is not a formal Sanda move, so why not slap your face?

Jiang Bai changed from hitting Li Cong's jaw to locking his throat, and raised his left fist again. "Did you fucking hit my junior brother?"

Li Cong hunched his back and kept hugging the frame, and was severely injured and fell to the ground.

Fu Yu and Xu Jun rushed to the sanda stage, not to save Jiang Bai, but to save Li Cong.Fucheng tightly hugged his senior brother's waist, his face pressed against his bare back muscles, feeling the sweat of anger, he pulled back, shock, panic, fear, all kinds of emotions added up are not enough to describe his current mood.He could only drag the person back, back, and get in front of Li Cong.Brother was not like this before, let alone he is not left-handed, who did he learn such a dirty and evil Sanda from?Reminiscent of their fight that day, if the senior brother came to the real thing, he would have beaten himself out of the urine.

"Daqing! Damn you..." Xu Jun squatted and hugged Jiang Bai, the oil field was out of control, "Brother, brother, big brother! Don't hit him, he's dead, Dad! Grandpa! Ancestor!"

Jiang Bai was stopped by several people, and he glanced at Li Cong through the gap, a part of his body was ready to live.

The head teacher of the Sanda class arrived in time, and Li Cong was helped up by his classmates, with a deep handprint on his Adam's apple. "Jiang Bai! Is your fucking name Sanda?"

"Don't trouble my junior brother in the future! I'll beat you until you lose your temper." Jiang Bai regained his former feelings and pieced together new memory fragments.He smiled and took off his gloves, he had indeed done this job.

"Admit defeat if you can't beat it, you just can't do it!" Fu Cheng stood between them.

Li Cong was about to go again. "you!"

"Fucheng, let's go." Jiang Bai threw the removed glove on the ground, and removed the belt.The white scar that has been tattooed and washed off is still alive on the back, which proves that there was once a Bai Ze here.

When the evening self-study was over, Class 3 was still immersed in the victory. Fucheng was both scared and excited, and asked how to learn Sanda for a while, and how to punch with his left hand for a while.Naturally, Jiang Bai would not tell him that this was learned from Shen Yu, and he was depressed, thinking about the consequences of not getting all the classes in Fu's family.

Just one more, just one more.

"Brother, aren't you happy?" Fu Cheng lay beside him, and his deskmate made some small movements, opened his teeth, smiled and bit his finger, it was cleaned anyway.

"No." Jiang Bai flicked his teeth, "What did you say you asked Xue Ye today?"

Fu Cheng was so frightened that he shut up and held his mouth.How can the memory of amnesia be so good?

"Remember what you said, abducted me at the age of 18 to do business." Jiang Bai pushed his mouth open with his knuckles, playing with the dishonest little tongue inside.

After returning to the dormitory, the juniors dangled in front of his eyes. Jiang Bai walked out after taking a shower, went to the 3rd floor, and rushed to the dormitories of class 5.

Li Cong was secretly smoking in the dormitory.

Jiang Bai went straight into the house to pick up people. "You, come out."

"Who are you? Come out if you tell me." Li Cong pinched out the cigarette first.

"Come out, I have something to ask you." Jiang Bai threw away his soda can with a bang, "I'll tell you in your dormitory if you don't come out."

"Damn, don't come into my dormitory, I can't hold your big Buddha." Li Cong put on his T-shirt and came to the corridor, "Speak quickly, if you wait a few seconds, I want to beat you up."

"Do you want to learn lion dance?" Jiang Bai cut to the chase.

Li Cong looked like an idiot, glanced at him and turned to leave.

"Do you want to learn Sanda?"

Li Cong froze.

"Xu Jun said that you don't plan to go to university in the future. Is it interesting?" Jiang Bai asked, "You don't even go to school, what else can you do?"

"Why don't you care? I ate your rice?" Li Cong stood up.

"I don't want to care about you. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me. It's just that I'm short of people now." Jiang Bai was not polite, "If you want to learn Sanda, first learn lion dance from me for a few months, and then what do you like to do?" What are you doing?"

Li Cong stopped talking.

"I'll give you one night to think about it, and I'll ask you tomorrow morning." Jiang Bai left a sentence and left.

The next day, Jiang Bai didn't go to Class 5 until after the exercises, but Li Cong was punished again at the gate of the class.

"Have you considered it?" Jiang Bai asked.

"Why do you have to look for me? You must be sick!" Li Cong also asked.

"Lion Xing wants to find people from Wu Xing, but I don't know others well." Jiang Bai said truthfully, "Actually, I don't know you well either, so I just happened to catch up. If it doesn't work, I'll find someone else."

Li Cong stood up. "Do you have any money?"

Jiang Bai thought about it. "Food and lodging are included during training, and I don't care about it at other times."

"Who did you learn Sanda from?" Li Cong asked again.

"A friend who is stronger than me." Jiang Bai said, "So are you coming?"

Li Cong turned around, ready to go back to class. "Count me in."

Now, with the most basic configuration, Jiang Bai immediately notified the competition party, reported the number of people, and the dust settled.Knowing that Li Cong was going to join, Xu Jun's mood shocked my mother, and Fucheng was the first to object.But Jiang Bai had his own ideas, and the juniors didn't dare to quarrel with him, so they had to agree.

Two days later, on Sunday, before dawn, 6 high school boys, 1 high school girl, and 1 college student stood downstairs at Liao Chengming's building.Fucheng looked around, the senior brother was wearing Chongde's school uniform, and Fu Yu was carrying her martial arts performance knife behind her back.Gao Ang shook the car keys with a smile, Xu Jun was playing ranking with a big head Buddha helmet, and Li Cong glared at him.

Although I am not very satisfied, and there are some unsatisfactory places, this is my own team, a Fujia team that is not professional, and the assembly is complete.

The new Fujia class, the mountains of swords and seas of fire bring life to life.