"Brother Xiu is so amazing. So many of us can't beat him."

"This boxing method, this leg function, strong."

"From today, Xiu brother is my idol."

Walking around the camera, a group of people kept shooting, they also chased the stars, and they chased Li Lianjie. Wu Jing was like a brothers and seniors who showed their kung fu in the entertainment industry.

Ding Xiu's martial arts is so powerful that it naturally becomes the object of their respect.

"If we were using a knife, I wonder how many more Brother Xiu could beat?"

In the crowd, I don’t know who said something, and a new round of discussion began again.

"What kind of knife is? If it is a great lethal weapon like Kaishan, Jiuhuan, Guankang, and Watermelon Knife, four or five people are almost the limit of Brother Xiu."

"I think Brother Xiu can get four or five at the cost of minor injuries, and get a few at most. If he uses serious injuries, it should not be a problem to fight six or seven people."

It is a very high evaluation to fight for six or seven people with knives at the cost of being seriously injured.

If it were an ordinary person, who would dare to say that he could fight six or seven people with a knife?

There is a coach in the sports school who practices Sanda. He has played professionally before and has achieved remarkable results. In his words, when he met two knives, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

If they hadn't seen Ding Xiu's strength, they wouldn't have dared to say that anyone could compete with six or seven swords.

"Six or seven are too many, which is a bit unrealistic, and five are the limit."

"What a joke, five, who do you look down on? At least ten are the bases."

"Why would Brother Xiu try it?"

After the words came, everyone stared at the person who was talking with a fool's eyes.

Forget it if you have a fist competition, use a knife or a group fight, just kidding? What if you accidentally chop it on your body?

There is no need to compete if you just pretend to behave, because you can't test the true level.

Wu Jing saw the jujube tree not far away, and his eyes turned and said, "Why don't you use a branch to dip ink or something to replace the knife. If there is a seal, it means the knife will be similar.

Wang Baoqiang said happily: "This is OK, Brother Jing, why don't you make a move?"

"Okay, no problem."

Wu Jing stood up and said to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, break a few branches of you."

Ding Xiu didn't care: "It's good that you're happy."

He probably knows how many ordinary people can face a knife with bare hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there is a knife or a knife, the lethality is very different.

After someone went out to buy a bottle of red ink, Wu Jing broke a piece of branches and made a few branches for the other junior brothers.

A simulation of actual combat start.

Two to one.

Ten seconds later.

"Woohoo!"

"I rely on!"

"Don't play."

Wu Jing raised his foot and a branch twitched on his thigh. As soon as he closed his legs, another branch twitched towards his head. He blocked it with his hands.

As expected, a red mark appeared on his hand.

Then there are airtight shadow strips.

In just a few seconds, there were more than ten red marks on the body, some on the neck, some on the head, legs and hands at most.

"Senior brother, if we are taking a knife, we will be injured and I'm afraid we will enter the ICU."

Wu Jing looked at the red mark on his body and said, "It's a bit too much. If it were someone, I should have the power to fight back."

It's just a person, he can carry it a few times, quickly close close, and fell down the other party as soon as possible.

Two people can't do it. They can't prevent it at all.

Unless it is Ding Xiu.

Wu Jing turned his head and said to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, why don't you try it?"

Ding Xiu shook his head: "They are not enough."

"How about adding three more?"

"Add three of the same result."

"Well, Xiu brother, not brothers do not believe it, can we let us open?"

"Brother Xiu, come on."

"Brother Xiu, come on."

"Everyone's applause."

With everyone cheering, Ding Xiu came to the middle of the yard, and Wu Jing made a few moves to free up the venue.

Pick five of the most powerful. Everyone holds a half meter long branch and shouted with ink and so on.

The rest of the people gathered around to watch the fun.

Rolling up his sleeves, Wu Jing said, "I'm ready, three, two, one!"

"Pap!"

Ding Xiu took the lead in attacking, slid closer to one person, swung his arm behind him, hit the opponent's wrist, and turned around and elbow.

After getting a person, he seemed to have eyes on his head, bent down and kicked him back.

Another person who was ready to sneak was kicked.

There are three people left.

He rushed violently, got up and jumped, kicked two in a row, and the remaining one was held and dropped by him, and he hit the ground hard.

It was this battle that was infinitely close to the reality, which ended in less than a minute.

"Brother Xiu, fierce!" Wu Jing gave a thumbs up.

He had just hit him and knew what he felt when facing the person holding the knife. He was very timid.

As soon as you take action, someone will slash over with a backhand.

This made him dare not stretch his hands and kick his feet.

Ding Xiu loosened the pine shirt buttons: "In the face of this situation, if you want to be hard, you can only get close, and it is waiting for death."

With one arm and a knife, the attack range is less than 1.5 meters. If you dare not get close, the ending will be like Wu Jing, and you will be killed by someone else's knife.

Wu Jing frowned with a bitter face: "I understand the truth, but I can't rely on it."

The red marks on his neck and head were just trying to get close to the one he was shot.

Ding Xiu said lightly, and rushed over like him, with few people missing the branches.

If you use a real knife, the pressure will only be stronger. If you make a slight mistake, the head will fall.

"Normal, you have never experienced actual combat. Some things require courage in addition to skills."

In ancient times, there was no saying that practicing martial arts was strengthening the body. Whether it was defending the country or becoming a bandit, it was all for killing people.

Therefore, those who practice martial arts should first cultivate three-point murderous aura.

I have murderous aura in my heart. When facing the enemy, I either die or live. At the critical moment of life and death, I will not be afraid and will not be close to me.

In the previous fight, Wu Jing had the idea of ​​getting close to him, but the time was too late, so it would be better if it was earlier.

Miss the best opportunity, only death is waiting for him.

Wu Jing rolled his eyes: "Then you don't have much practical experience, how can you do it?"

Ding Xiu was younger than him, and he was very powerful when he was in his early twenties a few years earlier. At a young age, he could not have returned from a mercenary.

Moreover, he graduated from high school, indicating that life is no different from ordinary people.

After all, it is still a technical problem.

Ding Xiu shrugged: "Maybe I am very talented."

He had experienced more battles than Wu Jing had eaten. He was also trembling at the beginning, but later he became accustomed to life and death.

Not to mention that these people are holding branches, they are not afraid of even real swords.

For this explanation, Wu Jing is speechless, what else can he say.

Seeing the weapon in the yard, there was a wooden sword and wooden sword long gun, Wu shocked: "Otherwise, we try that."

The shape of the wooden sword and the real sword and the true sword is made of one -time. Except for different lethality, there is no difference in other, and it will be painful to cut on the body.

Before, Wu Jing was able to carry the branches for a forced attack. If the wooden knife was cut on his body, he would definitely not dare, and he could cut him over twice.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same."

"Then we are not polite, a few brothers, copy the guys."

There were many people on Ding Xiu's weapon mount. This time, a total of ten people took the things, and Wu Jing himself also took a spear.
To be continued...