Bullying is too good at martial arts (216)
Wedge-.
What Lee Chung-il threw was not a fist, but a blade of a hand.
Instead of shaking hands with Moo Gyeol, his blunt fingertips flew aiming for his uldae.
However, Mugyeol was not taken aback by the attack.
Whether you hit it with a fist or stab it with your blade, in the end, it’s just a connection between your shoulder and upper arm and lower arm.
As long as there is no human being who becomes an inverted joint beyond the range of motion of the joint.
Unless there is a human whose arms suddenly stretch like Dhalsim.
No matter how you attack, if you know the principles of movement, you can defend and counterattack with mixed martial arts techniques.
The blade attack aimed at the wool stick is a foul in the WFC, but it is not a technique that can not be stopped.
With both arms covering the entire face and nape, the picker-bu guard stance can also cover blows aimed at the lower back.
In combat sports, the essence of a guard is to ‘mitigate’ rather than ‘nullify damage’.
It would be nice if the attack was completely absorbed by the guard, but even if the attack skill was weakened or the trajectory was bent due to the guard arm, the intended purpose was achieved.
Lee Cheong-il’s attack of conversion was swiftly caught on the guard and its power was reduced by half.
Paaah-.
The blade with the bent trajectory was stuck around the collarbone instead of the shoulder blade that was intended in the first place, but since he was trained to kill people, the attack on the guard hurts quite a bit.
“Stop that! What are you two doing…!”
Dave White was extremely flustered, but Lee Chung-il did not stop.
The only thing that can control the situation is the car imperfection.
Other contestants were also watching the fight between the two with excitement.
In the meantime, Moo Kyul also felt absurd.
No, they say they teach you good things for money, but what the fuck is this?
In the meantime, a hand attack?
Are you doing Mission Impossible?
When the first attack was blocked by the guard, Lee Chung-il immediately launched a second attack with the opposite hand.
Boo Woo-wook-.
This time, Lee Chung-il aimed at the stomach with a fist at night, but the power of the attack was halved as he was caught by the strong pick-up guard.
However, no matter how much the attack was guarded, there was pain because it was hit once.
It is more strange that there is no pain because I stabbed my collarbone with the blade of my hand and hit my stomach with a fist at night.
It was a no-gyeol that was starting to get annoyed.
Except for this guy, there are six of us anyway.
Before the third attack came, Mugyeol slightly opened his guard and changed his stance.
This time, the blade attack aimed at the scruff of the neck was lightly hit and refracted.
Paang-.
“!?”
As if the secret techniques of Chinese martial arts handed down from generation to generation are all fiction.
The dictator’s bodyguard equipped with all sorts of killing techniques is also a fictional existence.
I wouldn’t know if there was even a jackknife in that pocket.
Now that Lee Chung-il had passed the metal detector and stood in the gym, there was no way Lee Chung-il could overpower Moo-gyeol.
The most effective way to subdue bare-handed humans is mixed martial arts.
And Cha Mu-gyeol was a human who rose to the highest position in human history in the mixed martial arts.
After deflecting the attack with parrying, the blown arm moved like lightning before returning to its original position.
Twoung-.
A booster dash that instantly reduces the opponent’s distance to zero.
As the distance got closer, Lee Chung-il tried to damage Mu-gyeol with his witchcraft again.
An extremely brutal attack with a thread inserted into the eardrum with the thumb raised.
However, no matter how dirty the nature of the attack, there is a limit to the speed at which the hand can eventually be thrown out.
No matter how fast it is, it can’t be faster than Alexei Kravets’ hook.
No matter how strong it is, it can’t be stronger than Thai Tuakan’s heavy overhand.
It was a flawless victory that overpowered all opponents with speed.
‘Why are you digging my ears?’
Rather than widening the distance while watching Lee Chung-il’s evil attack, it was rather flawless to step on a high-speed movement to the side.
Pass-.
“!”
Lateral teleportation, a.k.a. ‘blink’ technique, was shown in the match against James Clint Tyrone Fury.
While Lee Chung-il, who momentarily lost sight of Mugyeol, panicked.
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
A single, heavy body shot of no-gyeol shattered Lee Chung-il’s ribs.
“Huh-.”
For a moment, Lee Chung-il let out a painful breath and bent down.
Even Ron, who watched the fight with a bright smile, frowned at the sight.
“Ugh, it hurts….”
Not even a special unit, but a person who spent a year in a torture chamber cannot be safe in front of this attack.
Of course, it is possible to relieve pain and recover quickly through adaptive training.
But that too is a matter of degree.
If you repeat the process of shooting a bullet in a human stomach for 10 years and slowly recovering, can you really adapt to the feeling of a bullet piercing your stomach?
no-nonsense sound.
The flawless fist also pierced Lee Chung-il’s abdomen without a hitch.
Li Chung-il, who was severely hit by a single blow, fell forward, spitting out bitter gastric juices.
“This… this Kanna-cheek-!”
Even in the midst of that, the willingness to rely on Mugyeol and launch an additional attack was excellent, but the fight is not about selfishness.
It is only when superior mental strength and high-level skills are combined that one can overwhelm an opponent in the Octagon.
Moo-gyeol grabbed Lee Chung-il by the nape of his neck with a no-waste motion and fought the cheek clinch.
“If you really tried to do anything to me, you should have brought a weapon.”
“Uhhhh…”
That’s not fair. MMA fighters are humans who have raised their bare bodies as weapons of murder.
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
Mugyeol’s other killer weapon, a bloody clinch knee kick, struck Lee Chung-il in the stomach once more.
“Keep it off…!”
This is self-defense, not assault on the general public.
I was almost stabbed in the chest with the blade of my hand, almost punched in the pit of the stomach, and even almost lost my eardrum.
I’m so scared that I’m just doing self-defense.
Besides, isn’t the cut-off for self-defense in the US far better than Korea’s?
woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo–!!
After three clinch knee kicks, Lee Chung-il seemed to have lost his will to attack.
Freeing him, Moo Gyeol sighed lightly.
“If you want to learn how to take down an opponent with your bare hands, you should have done mixed martial arts.”
“Ugh uh…”
“Not dog-like special martial arts. Tell Tom Cruise to do that dude.”
“Dog dog Ganna bastard-!”
Lee Cheong-il, who was bending over, cast a so-called ‘sleep kick’ by turning his leg low to the bottom.
It is said that it is a technique to break the opponent’s center of gravity by striking the very low part of the Achilles tendon.
Seeing even the fucking sleep kicks made me laugh out loud in absurdity.
No, there’s a guy who uses this in real life?
Undoubtedly, the kick form of Muay Thai is the posture in which a human being can kick the strongest and fastest kick.
Taekwondo and Capoeira have strong impact, but it takes time to activate the kick. Karate is fast, but loses impact in the process of changing the trajectory.
Of course, the plague-like sleep kick is a skill in the game that doesn’t apply anywhere else.
Mugyeol defended the surface kick by putting his center of gravity on his front legs without any intention of avoiding it.
It is an attack attempt that will end in vain even if the center of gravity is properly adjusted.
Perok-.
“!?”
Lee Chung-il’s expression froze as Moo-gyeol was as strong as an old tree despite the attack of conversion.
Mugyeol took a kick stance toward Lee Chung-il, who jumped up and prepared for the next attack.
“I should have learned this rather than that.”
“?”
Stepping foot bent at 90 degrees or more. Quick and efficient center shift. The trajectory of the kick flying in the shortest distance.
The deadly middle kick ‘Terramtuwa’, which had destroyed countless opponents’ guards, hit the side of Lee Chung-il’s torso.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
Kwazijik-.
“Ugh-!?”
Anyone can see that it was not blocked with an arm, but ‘hit by the arm’.
Even though Lee Chung-il had trained his whole body through numerous training sessions, he could not properly defend against the flawless Teramtu and his arms were in tatters.
But it was unavoidable.
If you don’t know, it should be right. Is there anything special?
If you want to resent it, you have no choice but to resent the years of training in vain, not the proper mixed martial arts.
“Ugh uh uh uh…!”
In one shot with Teramtu, Lee Chung-il, who fractured his left arm and ribs, rolled on the floor.
“Do more?”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu007”
“Is there any meaning?”
“Joe Jong-gan or a cub!”
In the meantime, Lee Cheong-il did disgusting things and tried to damage Mu-gyeol, but Mu-gyeol lightly avoided Lee Chung-il’s saliva attack and laughed leisurely.
“I thought you were a North Korean, but was it a Zerg?”
“As long as I had a weapon, the likes of you…!”
“that’s right. If you were holding a knife, I probably wouldn’t have been able to defeat you. But even with your bare hands, your fighting skills are the best. Didn’t you come against me because you wanted to prove that?”
“!”
“Why don’t you learn mixed martial arts properly instead of that fucking bare-handed fighting technique?”
Moo Gyeol said that and held out his hand to Lee Chung Il.
Lee Chung-il put on an expression of resentment, but pretended not to win and held the hand of the innocent.
“Go Ganna, bastard, I must have sucked up all your skills.”
“hmm?”
“I told you in advance, don’t make the mistake of going under you. This is just temporary…”
“What bullshit are you talking about?”
Moo Gyeol tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand and let go of Lee Chung Il’s hand.
“Who taught you what?”
“…?”
“Learn mixed martial arts, go back to your country and work hard… no no no. It’s not even a country. Yes, go to your land and learn hard. I don’t know if there will be a gym there.”
“What…”
“Sorry, but this is a program that will be broadcast all over the world. Interesting characters are good, but I can’t go with someone who doesn’t have the minimum level of personality.”
“Wait a minute. wait and see.”
“Lee Chung-il, you are eliminated.”
Moo Gyeol said firmly and smiled lightly, and Lee Chung Il distorted his expression as if shocked.
“Ah, don’t worry though. I’ll provide you with paralysis. I will specifically inform the President of the United States about your repatriation and proceed with it.”
“The President of the United States of America. What do you mean?”
“A North Korean guy who used to be a bodyguard for the Kim family tried to kill me, so I told him appropriately and sent him back. Just ask the North to accept it amicably, and I will tell you this.”
“Don’t do that!”
“What can I do? It’s always important to have a factual relationship in everything. Oh, is your land a bit different?”
Mugyeol shrugged and smiled.
Soon, while the medical team’s stretcher restrained Lee Chung-il and loaded him into the ambulance, Lee Chung-il spoke with a frightened expression as if pleading.
“Do you really have to do that? I can go back alone. huh?”
“Why have you become so docile all of a sudden?”
“Ooh, we’re still compatriots. There’s nothing good about doing it this way.”
“Are you a compatriot only when you are at a disadvantage? I thought the word compatriots was really bad.”
“!”
“Go to the hospital and get some rest. It was fun being together, let’s not see each other again, okay?”
Mugyeol waved his palms with a bright smile.
“Are you going to be okay? Are you really going to tell the President of the United States?”
“Why do you do such a bothersome thing?”
“right?”
“But maybe you’ll find out if I don’t tell you?”
Mugyeol said that and glanced at some of the cameras in the arena.
“It’s such a fast-paced floor.”
“That’s right.”
“Then why do you do stupid things and get punished?”
As if the situation had been settled, Mugyeol patted his hands and looked around at the rest of the participants.
“Now, let’s make sure before we start.”
“Yeah yeah!”
“If I still look like a dick, you can check here and go. How about it?”
“no-!”
Mugyeol smiled blankly as he looked at the contestants who were in a state of discipline.
Still, there was a corner where Lee Chung-il was helpful.
“Okay then, I will start the program in earnest from now on.”
“yes-!”
