"Let's get started." Jiang Zhicheng assumed a defensive posture in battle.
He Meng closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his posture, and then assumed a defensive posture identical to Jiang Zhicheng's.
The two of them stood on a small arena at the Martial Arts Hall. This arena was a dedicated arena for their age group. Normally, the teacher would call a few children up to practice and explain the problems in the battle.
When the teacher is away, the arena becomes a place for competition among many children.
A group of children were surrounding the ring, looking at the two people who were preparing to compete.
When neither side launched an attack, He Meng also realized Jiang Zhicheng's intention. It was nothing more than that he had practiced it himself and was unwilling to attack, so he gave way to his opponent.
However, He Meng is also a young and energetic child who has always been known as a genius among his peers, and he is very unhappy with this attitude.
So, when his temper got angry, He Meng changed his defensive posture into an offensive stance.
He Meng taps his foot lightly, his right hand forms a knife shape, and reaches Jiang Zhicheng's face.
Naturally, Jiang Zhicheng would not take a hard hit. Instead, relying on his height advantage due to his age, he squatted down and tried to hit He Meng's abdomen with a punch.
He Meng instantly stretched out his left hand and held it towards Jiang Zhicheng's wrist. His right hand did not stop, but changed the knife from poking to chopping.
Jiang Zhicheng's wrist was held by He Meng, but he also took advantage of the situation to sink his body directly and kicked his right leg towards He Meng's leg, trying to destroy He Meng's center of gravity.
He Meng's right foot touched the ground, and his left foot stretched out directly to block Jiang Zhicheng's right leg. The hand knife stopped at this time, and directly changed into a fist, beating Jiang Zhicheng below.
Jiang Zhicheng's hand that was holding the wrist also turned slightly, grabbed He Meng's wrist with his backhand, and pulled it down hard, directly pulling He Meng's center of gravity unstable. The fist also failed to hit the target accurately, and hit the ground with one punch, just five or six centimeters to the right of Jiang Zhicheng's head.
Jiang Zhicheng also took advantage of the situation and used his other hand to dig down, trying to use the "monkey stealing peach" trick.
He Meng quickly turned his body sideways to avoid this move, but fell to the ground as a result.
As soon as he landed, He Meng jerked up and tried to stand up. However, his wrist was also held by Jiang Zhicheng and he still didn't let go. He could only pull Jiang Zhicheng up along the way.
Jiang Zhicheng took advantage of the situation and tried to hit He Meng with a headbutt, but He Meng quickly raised a leg to block it between the two of them, preventing Jiang Zhicheng's headbutt from hitting him.
The two hands holding each other made it impossible for both of them to perform, so they let go at the same time as they retreated due to a high-five.
The two stood on both sides of the ring, constantly sizing up each other, trying to find each other's flaws.
In such an evenly matched situation, no one would deliberately sell a flaw to lure the other party to take the bait. After all, the flaw created by false pretense may be completely seized upon and become a real flaw, which will be out of control.
This time, Jiang Zhicheng did not let He Meng take action. In the battle just now, he had a preliminary understanding of He Meng's fighting method. Combined with the plan given by the teacher invited by his family to explain fighting skills, he decided to mainly attack the left side of He Meng next.
Under the training of the teacher hired by his family, Jiang Zhicheng's left and right hands can be used normally in combat. There is no difference between the dominant hand and the non-dominant hand, and the power they can exert is basically the same.
On the other hand, He Meng, without the guidance of someone who is proficient in combat, mainly uses the right side of his body to exert force in combat. The flexibility of the left side is still slightly lacking, but for those who are not as good as him, there is really no difference between the two.
Jiang Zhicheng whipped his left leg towards He Meng's right leg. He Meng naturally wanted to defend himself, so he directly stepped on his right foot, raised his left leg, and kicked Jiang Zhicheng's left leg.
But what He Meng didn't expect was that the calf of Jiang Zhicheng's kicked left leg actually went back when it was kicked out, avoiding the kick of He Meng, and stepped directly on the ground. In an instant, with force, the whole body leaned forward, and his right hand clenched into a fist, and hit He Meng's left shoulder like an arrow from a string.
This time He Meng had no time to dodge and was directly hit by Jiang Zhicheng.
He Meng staggered and took a few steps back. Holding back the pain from his shoulder, he stretched out his right hand and looked at Jiang Zhicheng.
Jiang Zhicheng won one move, so he naturally had to continue to pursue the victory and accumulate the results of one move after another, so that He Meng was directly defeated by the baptism of the storm.
One surge of energy will make it weak, and three times it will be exhausted.
He Meng understands this truth. If he loses a move, every move waiting for him will be a straw that wants to overwhelm him. Jiang Zhicheng's next move must be blocked to break his momentum of victory, and it must be broken.
After all, this principle also applies to himself. If the first move when the defeat is revealed cannot be used to curb the defeat, there will be a collapse of the army, making it difficult to continue to support.
Jiang Zhicheng's second punch didn't have too many twists and turns, but was straight and straight towards He Meng. This punch was called Double-Barreled Strike.
Jiang Zhicheng's whole body's power is concentrated on his fists. His two fists bear the power from his whole body, just like a meteorite hitting the earth, and its power is extremely shocking.
He Meng was also extremely focused at this moment. All his attention was focused on those two fists, and he was rapidly calculating in his heart how to block and counterattack to a certain extent.
The two fists attacked almost at the same time, making it impossible for He Meng to block one first and then the other. After all, his left shoulder had just received a heavy blow. If he blocked it with both hands, he could block it, but the pain in his left shoulder would make it very difficult to block it. He might even be able to block it for only a moment because of the pain, and then his left hand would be temporarily unable to be used.
He Meng can't let this happen. Being unable to use his left hand means that he will be unable to cope with Jiang Zhicheng's targeted attacks in the future. He must think of a better way.
He Meng Suddenly a thought came to mind, that is, since there is no way to stop it, then just give it a try.
Then He Meng's eyes suddenly became extremely determined, he pulled back his right foot, and instantly exerted force with his left foot, leaning directly towards the attacking Jiang Zhicheng.
In He Meng's mind, a picture flashed across, that is, in the dim sky, a huge meteorite shining with fire slowly fell down, and in the distance a meteor streaked across the sky, flying towards the direction of the meteorite, just like an egg striking a stone.
But under the huge impact of the meteor, a different kind of light appeared at the point of contact with the meteorite. After the explosion, cracks appeared on the surface of the meteorite, and then collapsed, turning into countless meteors, shining brightly across the sky, and disappearing in an instant.