You Meng retorted: "According to what you're saying, the lower ranked guards have to commit suicide?
What do you mean, only the first place has the right to live, to hell with it! "
I explained: "What if it's on the battlefield?
If two people fight, can the loser live? "
You Meng thought for a bit and nodded: "That's true.
But it's a peaceful era now, it's not as cruel as you think. "
I sternly said to You Meng: "You Meng, your way of thinking is a serious mistake.
In the dictionary of a soldier, there is no such thing as peace.
The existence of a soldier is to fight.
In the dictionary of a soldier, there is no such thing as peace, there is only the concept of 'war' and 'preparing for war'.
A soldier has to be prepared to go to the frontlines at any time for the sake of the country's sovereignty and territorial integrity.
It's the same for our security personnel. Although everything seems calm on the surface, there are many hidden dangers that we can't see, such as terrorist anti-China forces, anti-government forces, and so on. They are all watching our security targets at all times. We must be ready for battle at all times. We can't be careless … "
You Meng angrily complained: "Tch, you're giving me a political lesson!
Is there a need to be so indignant?
With your awareness, you should go to the field forces to temper yourself! "
I said: "Haven't I trained enough?"
You Meng said: "You're still far from it."
… …
You Meng and I walked around outside for a bit before returning to the apartment.
That night, I pondered over how to break the Muay Thai moves and only managed to fall asleep late at night.
What surprised me was that I actually dreamed of the National Guard, Marisia!
It was a strange dream that made me feel like something was going to happen.
The next morning, the round robin of 80 to 36 continued.
It was my turn to fight at 9 o 'clock.
My opponent was Thailand's Muay Thai Champion, Fan Baidu.
Fan Baidu had a dark complexion, his body wasn't tall and sturdy, but he was very strong.
His body was filled with a kind of threatening wild aura.
Fan Baidu looked a bit older than me, probably in his thirties.
He seemed to despise me. After he got on the stage, he asked me softly, "Kid from China, are you twenty years old yet?" His words seemed to contain a mocking tone.
I replied softly, "I don't think this has anything to do with the competition."
Fan Baidu performed a few knee strikes and boasted, "Then, this should be related to the competition, right?
I will let you have a taste of my Muay Thai!
Don't worry, I won't go easy on you just because you're young. "
I smiled. "That would be for the best."
The beautiful lady raised the sign that read "Round 1" and spun around in a circle. Then, the competition officially began.
Fan Baidu slowly walked over with steady steps, like a tiger in the forest pouncing on its prey.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to knock me down.
I took the lead and used a beautiful high leg whip. While Fan Baidu was parrying, he actually hit my supporting leg with a low sweep.
I took a heavy blow, but my expression didn't change. I hurriedly retreated.
I thought in my heart, this Fan Baidu really has some skills!
Fan Baidu took the opportunity to chase after me, and used his poisonous knees and elbows to force me into a corner.
I seemed to be unable to cope with their attacks. I received a series of fierce attacks, and my body took a few heavy punches.
I didn't seem to have any room to fight back against Fan Baidu's attacks, and even my defense seemed particularly weak. Fan Baidu was like a crazy wolf, desperately chasing after me, and his fists bloomed on my body.
However, my important parts didn't receive any attacks. The parts that Fan Baidu could attack were the parts that had stronger resistance.
However, even so, my disadvantage became more and more obvious. Fan Baidu's attacks also became more and more intense. In the end, the two of us actually fought together. Fan Baidu desperately used knee strikes, and I used palm strikes to defend.
The audience below the stage went crazy, and shouted crazily. Some were cheering for Fan Baidu, some were cheering for me.
Fan Baidu's coach and teammates were cheering.
My teammates were anxiously shouting under the stage, "Zhao Long, steady, steady, steady, don't rush, pay attention to his knees, pay attention to his knees!"
At this time, the referee rushed up and forcefully separated us from each other.
Fan Baidu's face was wild, and he fiercely waved his fists at me.
I gave him an enigmatic smile, and stretched my body. I didn't feel any pressure or frustration.
I took the opportunity to look at the captain and teammates below the stage. They all had shocked and anxious faces.
The referee made another hand signal, and Fan Baidu took advantage of his momentum and rushed to my side, preparing to continue his fierce attacks.
Seeing that he was coming at me aggressively, I suddenly took a step back, and my body quickly rose into the air. At the same time, I twisted my body and swung my leg. Fan Baidu used his strong arm to block my fast leg, but almost at the same time, my other leg kicked Fan Baidu's chin with lightning speed.
Fan Baidu didn't expect this. Just as he was about to counterattack, I used a flying kick, and hit his temple and right cheek.
Afterwards, Fan Baidu couldn't withstand the heavy blows and fell to the ground.
To be exact, I deliberately hid my strength at the beginning of the match, and deliberately let Fan Baidu play the hero for a while, then use my real skills to completely subdue him.
The reason I did this wasn't to get beaten up, but to use the opportunity to test the explosive power and lethality of Muay Thai, and then analyze the overall strength of a Muay Thai fighter.
Sometimes, I am a strange person, and my way of thinking is different from others.
Facing a strong person like Fan Baidu, what I showed was loosening the reins to grasp them better.
On one hand, I tested the strength of his punches and knees, and on the other hand, I quickly found his weakness when he attacked.
In the second round, I looked for an opportunity while defending. When I retreated to the ropes, I quickly grabbed Fan Baidu's leg and threw him out of the ring. This wonderful scene made the audience boil.
When the match resumed, I repeatedly used traditional Chinese Kung Fu wrestling techniques, and threw Fan Baidu to the ground several times.
In the third round, I changed my fighting style, and used more fist and leg Kung Fu. In the middle of the match, I unexpectedly hit Fan Baidu's face with a heavy right fist, and he fell to the ground and didn't move.
The audience's blood boiled, and they all stood up and cheered for me. At this time, Fan Baidu was still lying on the ring, and he seemed to have fainted. The medical staff quickly went to the ring and carried him out of the arena.
In the entire match, other than the first round where I deliberately took a beating, there was no suspense.
Just like this, in the next two days, I consecutively defeated four opponents and smoothly advanced to the top 16.
But unfortunately, our country's Qiao Benchao lost against the Japanese guard Junichi Matsushita, and couldn't advance to the top 16.
As a result, only Song Shiguo and I were left among the Chinese guards, and we continued to fight bloody battles.
In the round of 16, I defeated the Russian guard Bukharov, and competed with the Japanese guard Junichi Matsushita for the qualification to advance.
Matsushita Junichi wore a pure white Karate suit, which made his already sturdy figure look even more formidable. A black ribbon was wrapped around his waist as he stepped onto the ring with a magnificent aura.
My opponent was Japanese, and this made me excited.
However, I suppressed my emotions and pretended to be friendly as I exchanged greetings with him. Matsushita Junichi put on a domineering look and chuckled in English: "We meet again, very interesting."
So I said to Matsushita Junichi, "Can I trouble you to remove the word 'big' when you call yourself 'big' in the future?"
Matsushita Junichi seemed a little angry, and he fiercely glared at me, clenching his fists, and said, "You dare to look down on me?"
I said, "I don't like to look down on people."
My words were full of insults, and I regretted it after saying it.
I wondered if I had gone too far by humiliating my opponent in the ring.
But Matsushita Junichi didn't understand my words, and only stared blankly for a moment, then muttered, "What are you saying?
I don't understand. "
It seemed that this guy's English was terrible.
I only smiled back and didn't answer.
But at this time, Matsushita Junichi suddenly squeezed out two very small words from the corner of his mouth.
Although his voice was very low, my sharp ears heard it clearly.
It made the anger in my heart burn to the top.