I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Seriously speaking, Jeet Kune Do is not a boxing method, but essentially a martial arts realm.

Take the lawless as the law, and the infinite as the limited!

This is also the biggest reason why Bruce Lee is called a great master.

It has nothing to do with the level of kung fu, but the realm of martial arts.

In addition, the reason why Jeet Kune Do is not very famous now is not because Jeet Kune Do is weak, but because the threshold of Jeet Kune Do is too high.

For example, Brazilian jiu-jitsu, which simply pays attention to technique, can be learned by men, women and children.

But Jeet Kune Do is different, the essence of Jeet Kune Do is fast!

Before the opponent attacks itself, intercept the opponent.

And if you want to be faster than the opponent, you need extremely strong physical fitness.

That alone cuts out the vast majority of people.

Secondly, it is the source of martial arts.

If you want to truly understand Bruce Lee's martial arts realm, you can't really "180" if you don't have martial arts talent.

It is these two reasons that lead to the inability of Jeet Kune Do to be as popular as Karate and Taekwondo, leading to the gradual weakening of its reputation.

But if you ask some MMA fighters, you will find that these people highly respect Jeet Kune Do.

Because MMA fighters are superior in terms of physical fitness and fighting talent, they understand Jeet Kune Do better than ordinary people.

"I studied for a period of time, but later found that my physical fitness could not keep up, so I gave up!"

Tang Ping smiled wryly, and then looked at Lin Xian with envy.

Physical fitness is something that cannot be envied.

In addition to acquired exercise, innate genes are more important.

Lin Xian smiled and said, "Your grappling skills are also very good, you must have learned it in the army, right?"

"right!"

Tang Ping nodded.

"Are you free for a game?"

The battle just now made Lin Xian somewhat dissatisfied. Although the opponent's physique is good, he has no fighting skills at all, and fights completely relying on instinct.

Hearing this, Tang Ping quickly waved his hands and said, "No need!"

Can't afford it, can't afford it!

With the strength of Lin Xian's shot just now, if he was hit, it would not only be as simple as lying in the hospital for a few days.

Tang Ping clearly remembered that the foreign instructor once said: There are only two kinds of people who practice Jeet Kune Do, one is a rookie and the other is a master.

There is no third possibility!

Jeet Kune Do is so extreme.

Obviously, with Lin Xian's performance just now, it can only be the second type.

"Pfft!"

At this time, Zhuang Tong suddenly laughed out loud.

Immediately, a smile spread across her face, eventually turning into a belly laugh.

Seeing this, Lin Xian frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Darling... my dear, I... I suggest you go back to the hotel and change your clothes first!" Zhuang Tong held his stomach, laughing so hard that his eyes almost came out.

Lin Xian hurriedly lowered his head to look, and when he saw it, he was stunned.

The originally handsome suit has now turned into a rag...  …

Many places were completely torn, hanging on the body one by one, especially the trousers, which were torn from the crotch to the knees, revealing smooth and white skin.

The cold wind blows and it's chilly.

Tom turned his head away with a straight face, but judging from the shaking of his shoulders, the guy must be smiling happily.

For a moment, Lin Xian was a little dumbfounded.

No wonder the system repeatedly told him to wear a specially tailored suit.

Otherwise, a suit of this ordinary fabric will be ruined once it is beaten.

Who can stand this!

Just as Lin Xian was hesitating whether to go back to the hotel to change clothes, the siren sounded on the street.

Not long after, three police cars parked steadily ahead.

The car door opened, and nine policemen rushed out immediately.

After all, it was a robbery case, and it was heard that the other party was five burly black men, so the police station in the jurisdiction dispatched almost half of the police force.

But when these policemen saw the situation at the scene, they couldn't help being taken aback.

"Who called the police?"

A middle-aged policeman with a square face stepped forward and asked loudly.

Zhuang Tong weakly raised his hand and said, "I called the police!"

The Chinese-faced policeman glanced at the five black men lying on the ground and asked, "Tell me about the situation briefly!"

"Oh! We came out of the convenience store and we met these black people... that's it!"

Zhuang Tong's language organization skills are good [soon to explain the incident in detail.

After listening to her description, these policemen looked at Lin Xian with incredulous eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

Fuck!

One person beat three black people in ten seconds!

Are you sure you're not making a movie?

They didn't believe it at all, but Lin Xian's tattered suit showed that he had indeed gone through a fierce battle just now...

For a while, everyone was in shock.

The policeman with a square face coughed and said, "Anyway, please come back to the police station with me, three of you, and make a record. Whether the specific process is like this, we will call surveillance to collect evidence."

Lin Xian said, "Uh...can I go back to the hotel and change?"

"I can't leave for the time being, so I can only wrong you first." The policeman with a square face suppressed a smile and said.

"Mr. Lin, cover it up!"

Tang Ping stepped forward, took off his denim jacket and handed it over.

"Thanks!"

Lin Xian thanked him and wrapped the denim jacket around his waist.

A tall policeman asked, "By the way, whose money is on the ground?"

Lin Xian replied, "It's mine!"

"The money can't be returned to you for the time being, we'll talk about it after watching the monitoring!" the policeman reminded.

"OK!"

Lin Xian didn't care about this little money, he just wanted to finish the transcript and return to the hotel.

After all, the feeling of the wind blowing the eggs is really uncomfortable.

"Captain Wang, this black man seems to be dying soon!"

At this time, a policeman suddenly spoke.

The policeman with a square face, known as Team Wang, immediately stepped forward and looked at him carefully.

The black man was lying on the ground, motionless, with blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and his breathing was weak. It seemed that 1.0 might die at any time. In addition, he was holding a fruit knife tightly in his hand.

After working as a policeman for so many years, Team Wang could tell at a glance that this black man might have suffered from internal bleeding.

Taking a breath, Dui Wang glanced at Lin Xian, and said in a low voice, "It's quite ruthless!"

"No way, he has a fruit knife in his hand, and I can't keep it." Lin Xian spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Captain Wang, this mandible is completely broken..."

"Wang Dui, this one has passed out, and the specific injury cannot be judged..."

The two black men that Tang Ping brought down had relatively minor injuries, at most fractures and soft tissue sprains.

But among the three black men killed by Lin Xian, one was more seriously injured than the other.

All of a sudden, the policemen's eyes changed when they looked at him.

How much strength is required to completely shatter a man's mandible without a murder weapon!