The martial arts performance is not the previous taekwondo competition, it is purely ornamental, so there are no judges, and there are no judges, but there is a rostrum, and the original judges and judges all sit on the rostrum to enjoy the performance, and there are also representatives of the organizing committee sitting on the rostrum, who are responsible for dealing with temporary changes in the performance. Since the performance will be broadcast live on CCTV in Seoul, there is also a commentary seat next to the rostrum, which is nothing more than the host speaking some enthusiastic commentary there.

Zhao Changshu knew that next to their table was the world-renowned fighting dojo, the performance troupe of the Island Country Wuzhen Hall. They had already performed on stage yesterday, what does it mean to suddenly let people go on stage today?

"Huh? It's getting interesting. The corners of Zhao Changlan's mouth curled slightly and said to himself, he faintly felt as if something was going to happen.

Since the new abbot came to power, Songshan Shaolin Temple has spared no effort to promote Shaolin culture in the world, and the Shaolin Warrior Monk Performance Troupe has footprints all over the world, famous all over the world, and its reputation has almost surpassed any martial arts performance troupe in the world. Of course, this also brought great benefits to the Shaolin Temple and the relevant government departments.

Probably this Wuzhen Dojo can't be seen, and he wants to find trouble with the Shaolin Temple. Zhao Changshu said secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Changshu saw the stout young man go to the rostrum for a while, and after getting the approval of the people on the rostrum, he jumped into the ring and looked at the Shaolin monk who had stopped performing with contemptuous eyes. A referee stepped into the ring and began to communicate with Shaolin team leader Shi Yonggang in Chinese.

The voice of the narrator came from the loudspeaker at the scene: "Ladies and gentlemen, the audience is now the first master of the world-famous karate dojo martial arts hall, Taro Ishino, who will challenge the Shaolin monks next." However, since this is not a competition event scheduled by the organizing committee, the Shaolin Wushu Performance Troupe can completely refuse Mr. Ishino's challenge?"

The narrator stopped commenting at this point and turned his gaze to the ring, obviously waiting for Shi Yonggang's answer, waiting for him to make a decision.

The banquet of the Duping County Martial Arts Performance Troupe was relatively close to the ring, and Zhao Changshu could clearly see the hesitation on Shi Yonggang's face. Agree to the other party's challenge, this is completely unplanned, it's okay to say if you win, if you lose, you will lose the name of Shaolin Temple.

Don't agree, Taro Ishino looked arrogant, and kept grunting in his mouth, although Shi Yonggang couldn't understand the bird language, but looking at the expression on this guy's face, he also knew that he couldn't spit out ivory in his dog's mouth, which was simply too deceitful!

Zhao Changshu saw the hesitant expression on Shi Yonggang's face, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart. It seems that the status of Chinese martial arts in the world is declining for no reason. The ultimate purpose of martial arts should be actual combat and confrontation, without these two, martial arts will lose their charm, and martial arts of pure performance nature can only be another form of dance.

At present, even Taishan Beidou Shaolin, a member of Chinese kung fu, does not dare to meet the challenges of others, and how much convincing power is there for the self-proclaimed world's No. 1 Chinese martial arts? If the literati are light on each other, the martial arts are heavy, and those who practice martial arts want to convince others of themselves, the most direct and effective way is to beat the unconvinced people down, instead of running to the ring and engaging in some dazzling martial arts performances.

Zhao Changshu heard a news some time ago, saying that a well-known international Muay Thai fighter is also going to challenge Shaolin, no way, because Shaolin is too famous, everyone wants to defeat the Shaolin monks, and let themselves be famous, originally all the Chinese people thought that the Shaolin monks would go to the ring to fight, but I didn't expect the Shaolin abbot to say "practicing Shaolin kung fu is to strengthen the body, not to fight bravely, and strive for fame and fortune", and he rejected the challenge of others lightly.

Although this sentence shows the feelings of a generation of eminent monks, it has also aroused a burst of doubts from the world, is it true that the world-renowned Shaolin Kung Fu is just a flower fist embroidered leg suitable for performance? There is no actual combat ability at all? The voice of doubt is still civilized, and some indignant young people even openly insult the Shaolin Temple on the Internet as a turtle with a shrunken head, and lose the face of the Chinese people.

Later, probably the Shaolin Temple couldn't withstand the pressure, and in order to prove himself, a veteran was dispatched to the ring of the heroic legend, challenged the Muay Thai fighter, and finally won by TKO. But even that game was questioned by many people.

Now that the Shaolin Warrior Monk Performance Troupe has encountered challenges again, and it is in the live broadcast of South Korean CCTV, it would be too disappointing for Shaolin to hang up the exemption card again. This time it is really not just the face of Shaolin Temple that has been lost, but the face of the entire Huaguo.

Zhao Changshu looked at Shi Yonggang, who was still hesitating on the stage, clenched his two fists tightly, and said for Shi Yonggang over and over again in his heart: "Fight! Fight!"

Zhao Changshu could still hold his breath, but the group of people next to him couldn't hold their breath anymore, and shouted loudly: "Shaolin should fight! Shaolin should fight!"

The loudest voice is the bearded Li Biao, although this guy is not young, he will always look like he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

In addition to Zhao Changshu and others at the competition site, there were also a large number of Chinese audiences, and after they heard the call of Li Biao and others, they even shouted loudly together: "Shaolin should fight, Shaolin should fight!"

"Less--forest-should-fight!"

In the end, the words "Shaolin should fight!" popped out of Shi Yonggang's mouth one by one!

"Shaolin Temple has been fought! Shaolin Temple has fought!" came the narrator's excited voice from the loudspeaker. Shaolin Kung Fu vs. Island Country Karate, this gimmick alone can greatly increase the ratings of the show.

With the voice of the commentator, the audience immediately remembered a round of applause.

With an extremely contemptuous look in his eyes, Taro Ishino stretched out his thumb and picked at Shi Yonggang, then slowly flipped it and pointed his thumb towards the ground. Then, with a whistle in his mouth, he jumped out of the ring and returned to the charter seat of his martial arts karate performance troupe.

The Shaolin warrior monks also stopped the performance and came down from the stage, entered their own private seats, discussed countermeasures, and both sides prepared for ten minutes each, and then began to compete on stage.

Soon, the preparation time was over, and one person from each side jumped into the ring.

This kind of competition is not like the previous taekwondo competition, which is a formal competition, with various competition rules and protective measures to protect the players, and now this kind of competition is more like a boxing match in the underground black market, although it is extremely spectacle, but it is also quite cruel.

At the beginning of the game, he sprinted suddenly, then jumped high, bent his right knee, and slammed directly into the bridge of the Shaolin disciple's nose.

The small man's attack directly subverted the Shaolin disciple's understanding of the game, under normal circumstances, in such a game, the two sides first made a tentative move to find out the details of the other party, and then strengthened the attack while paying attention to defense. The moves are all combination punches, leg methods and various wrestling methods, and there is no such empty knee collision at all.

This Shaolin disciple was instantly hit and fell to the ground on his back, and Zhao Changshu could even clearly hear the sound of his facial fractures. By the time the referee helped the Shaolin disciple up, he was already bleeding and unconscious. The referee had no choice but to call the doctor immediately and declare the little island man the winner.

The people of the Shaolin Performance Troupe also rushed up to assist the doctor in carrying the injured junior brother down. Everyone's eyes on the little man were filled with fire. But the little island man just shrugged his shoulders indifferently, as if everything was supposed to be like this.

The referee raised the little man's hand and declared him the winner by knocking out his opponent. There was a burst of cheers from the banquet next to Zhao Changlan.

Zhao Changlan's heart instantly became gloomy, these little devils are too ruthless, they are not on stage to compete, but simply to fight and humiliate Shaolin. They just want the world to prove that the so-called Chinese kung fu is just a fist and a leg, but that's it.

At this time, another island man jumped into the ring and looked at the Shaolin Temple's package with contemptuous eyes.

This guy is not an ordinary person, his name is Oyama Sanchi, he is the great-grandson of the founder of the Martial Arts Vacuum Hand Dojo, Oyama Beida, who has practiced karate since he was a child, and vowed to let the Oyama family stand on the top of the world's martial artists again.

He once followed in his great-grandfather's footsteps to the United States to publicly demonstrate the martial arts of the Daisen family, during which he knocked out more than 200 opponents, most of whom he won with his "one-hit-kill" moves. What's even more crazy is that this guy actually followed his great-grandfather's example and fought fifty-two bulls separately, and as a result, he killed four of them on the spot, and he cut off the horns of forty cows with a karate knife.

This guy's consistent assertion is that martial arts are used to defeat enemies, not to look good, so in the game, he shoots fiercely and flouts the rules of the game, and the person who fights with him will break his bones and tendons if he is not careful, and he will be disabled. Therefore, in many international formal competitions, the organizers will not agree to him to participate in the competition in order not to cause trouble.

But this guy is not ashamed, but proud. In fact, many competitions did not invite Dashan Sanchi to participate, and it did not make him famous, but made him famous all over the world! Every year, many disciples vote for him. After all, that's real kung fu.

It is said that the U.S. Snow Leopards also once invited this guy to serve as a combat instructor. It can be seen that this guy's strength is strong.

This guy has a perverse temperament, is arrogant, and even a little perverted, and his favorite thing to do is to trample people who are more famous than himself under his feet to prove that he is stronger than him! Today, Shaolin Temple was innocently recruited.

"Deputy Director Zhao, I'll go up and beat up these dogs!" Li Biao couldn't stand it anymore, and said eagerly at Zhao Changlan. Zhao Changshu looked at the stage with a gloomy face, waved his hand at Li Biao, and did not speak. Li Biao had no choice but to sit in his seat with hatred.

This is a battle that belongs to the Shaolin Temple, and as a last resort, Zhao Changshu doesn't want to interfere, because once he intervenes, it may embarrass Shaolin a little. After all, Shaolin has the title of the world's first.

Shaolin Temple sent someone to appear, and it was the team leader Shi Yonggang.

Zhao Changshu was secretly worried about Shi Yonggang, although he didn't know Dashan Sanchi before, but he could feel the momentum on his body, Shi Yonggang was most likely not Dashan Sanchi's opponent.

Shi Yonggang was dressed in a beige monk's robe, and he saluted his opponent with his hands folded.

After the salute was completed, Dashan slashed at Shi Yonggang's chest with a three-foot hand knife with great swiftness!