They are eager to fight! to unleash that stirring soul!

The little blonde boy in front of the TV, holding a rugby ball in one hand and a plastic long sword in the other, looked directly at the TV picture, listening to the passionate music coming out of the speaker, and his little heart was churning for the first time with something called hot blood, and he couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand, and seemed to want to fight like an adult.

In the bar where Masaki came yesterday, more than a dozen strong men watched Masaki on TV, and the magnificent tune came out on the small TV, making their faces more and more red after drinking, and the wine glass in their hands was poured unconsciously, and the wine flowed down the table to the ground, but they looked at it blankly unconsciously, their eyes flashed with flame-like light, and it seemed that there was a breath of gas condensing in their chests, and the fat boss at the bar saw the man in Hanfu, but there was a feeling of familiarity in addition to excitement.

"It's him!" The next moment, the Asian man who came to him last night appeared in his mind, and his face showed a hint of surprise and a smile, but he didn't expect it to be him!

In front of the TV, countless families, countless world audiences who like this show, have been completely silent in this magnificent music at the moment,

"This song should only be in heaven, and the world can hear it a few times", Song Lao and Ding Lao, who were far away in China, inexplicably came up with such a phrase in their minds, and they seemed to have returned to the bloody war years, the glory composed by blood and sweat, and the Great Wall of thousands of miles forged by life and strength! Even when they were close to old age, they couldn't help but stand up and release the agitation of their chests.

The song reflects the heart, the heart moves with the song, this song at this moment really does this, so that everyone's hearts resonate, and the soul seems to have been sublimated.

"War song, the creator of "Victory", Zhengji!" On the big screen, a few English letters slowly appeared, which made people's hearts stunned, this pure music turned out to be created by Zhengji!"War song "Victory!" "Sure enough, the song is as its name suggests, making people have a kind of fighting passion and **!

And at this moment, the political discipline of the stage has undergone a new change, the transverse flute, pinned to his waist, the music is still the same, the tune is repeated, he stands quietly in the center of the stage, his eyes are slightly closed, his hands are slightly raised, Zhao Wei and others in the audience are slightly surprised when they see his action, what does Zhengji want to do?

Accompanied by the sound of music, Zhengji's raised hands circled, into the starting style of Tai Chi, in this passionate music, slowly began to play Tai Chi, white clothes fluttering, lupine scarf, in everyone's eyes, along with the rhythm of this unique and grand music, Zheng Ji's Tai Chi is so dynamic and appropriate, a punch, a palm, every action is so pleasing to the eye, as if hitting the node of the music, with each other complementary.

Rigidity and softness, unrefined, this is the first feeling of all to see the political discipline of this set of Taiji, the whole stage, as if the world is one, the political discipline is its most dazzling flame, this may not be the first time Taijiquan appeared in front of the world's people, but this is the first time that Taijiquan appeared on such a big stage, the Taijiquan of Zhengji, there is a special charm, fluttering like a fairy, between the ups and downs accompanied by music as if in line with people's moods.

It seems that the air around is flowing with the actions of Zhengji, and the invisible breeze blows Zhengji's clothes, and between the gestures, the wind and clouds change color, and the dust on the ground seems to be floating with the strength of Zhengji's palm wind, and unconsciously it seems to have formed a hidden and inconspicuous Taiji pattern on the ground.

Masaki with his eyes closed didn't know, when his mind was obsessed, there seemed to be a force of reincarnation eye gravity between his fists and feet, and it unconsciously diverged around, and the deepest feeling was Celine Dion, her dress seemed to be swinging with Masaki's movements, as if there was an invisible force involved, so that her eyes flashed a trace of surprise while humming the accompaniment, and she was a little unsure whether it was accidental or really because of Masaki!

"What a unity of heaven and man!" Song Lao in front of the TV couldn't help but light up his eyes, and praised, he was a loyal lover of Tai Chi, and when he saw the performance of TV Zhengji, he couldn't help but say, Zhengji's Taiji at the moment, in his eyes, can be said to have reached the realm.

"What kind of dance is this? It feels pretty good", some of the foreign audiences in the audience have never heard of Tai Chi, but when they saw this rhythmic performance, they couldn't help but say that in their eyes, they didn't associate this with martial arts at all, and they even thought it was a dance!

As soon as the words fell, suddenly seven or eight men in black with masks suddenly appeared on the stage!

"What is this? Dancing with?" the audience was surprised to see this scene, and subconsciously thought that it was arranged by the organizers.

Not only them, but even Celindy thought so, she still hummed to the music, standing quietly in place.

However, before she could finish thinking about this, the eight men in black, each with a dagger in their hands, mercilessly stabbed at Masaki who was closing his eyes! Everything was like a real assassination, quite hard, quite fierce.

"Whew!" The audience exclaimed when they saw this scene, but then they smiled, but they didn't expect that the organizer had a lot of ideas and made such a show.

"The price of humiliating the mafia is death! I want him to experience the price in front of the whole world!" In the VIP seat of the audience, a man in his sixties was holding a cigarette, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, looking at this scene and whispering as if talking to himself, if the political discipline was there, he would find that the other man sitting next to him was Wang Gang, the son of Wang Deyuan, the deputy mayor of Shencheng, who had fled abroad!

Wang Gang's eyes flashed with anger and excitement, staring at the political discipline of the stage, as if he had seen the scene where he fell in a pool of blood and got his revenge!

Hu Yu in the stands obviously noticed this scene, her first thought was roughly the same as everyone else, because it was impossible for someone to assassinate Masaki in front of thousands of pairs of eyes, this was a performance, however, I don't know why, she always felt that something was wrong!

On the stage, the two men with knives had already jumped to a position less than a few tens of centimeters behind Masaki, and stabbed the sharp knives towards the waist of Masaki who was facing away from them, and this scene all fell on Celine Dion's eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that her eyes changed slightly, and her pupils shrank slightly, because if it was a performance, the force and direction were too realistic! The light reflected by the knife pierced her pupils, reflecting her slightly surprised face, which made her feel that the sharp knife would pierce behind Masaki in the next second!

The tip of the knife seemed to be close to Masaki's skin, and the man behind the mask had even shown a successful smile, but the next moment his smile froze on his face, because an arm had been placed between his wrists at some point, and the dagger was stagnant on Masaki's waist, as if it had been welded to death by an iron soldering iron, and he couldn't move an inch!

Masaki, who was looking up and closing his eyes, had opened his eyes at some point, holding two arms holding knives with both hands, his eyes did not fluctuate, and he did not panic in the face of this sudden assassination.

And at this time, several other men also rushed over, and the daggers in their hands stabbed straight at Masaki's chest from all directions!

The spectators in the stands couldn't help but exclaim, even in their eyes, this was a bridge arranged by the organizers.

Masaki's expression remained unchanged, his wrist spun lightly, as if the magic of God was in general, and the two people who were grabbed by Masaki's wrist couldn't help but follow a god's strength, deflecting to both sides, and coincidentally it seemed that the underworld had its own definition, and crashed towards the other two men who rushed over, and the four of them rolled together with a pop, which seemed to be a small force, but it seemed to be exerted a thick and thin force, so that the four people's tumbling bodies could not stop rolling towards the backstage!

And at this time, the attack of the other four black-clothed people also came to the eyes, Masaki was not in a hurry, as if he had a pair of back eyes, his feet were light, his body was fluttering as if there was no weight, and the white clothes were flying, like flying immortals outside the sky, and suddenly jumped up to a foot high! Let go of the two killers who stabbed with knives, and the toes seemed to be slightly on the shoulders of the other party, and the two killers fell suddenly like a gourd rolling on the ground, and went to the footsteps of the previous few people, and rolled down the backstage.

The only two killers left in Taiwan, their eyes are no longer as firm as they were at the beginning, they didn't expect that Masaki, the so-called singer, would be so tricky that he would repel his six well-trained companions, and none of them could even go through two moves under Masaji's hands!

However, at the moment of their hesitation, their ending had already been written, and the figure of Masaki appeared beside them like a ghost, the white robe floated in the wind, and the palm of his hand was gently pressed on their chest, and then "pressed", and the "scene" of the two ended!

"Huaguo Kung Fu!"

"That's amazing!"

Masaki's life-and-death fight on the stage, in the eyes of the audience, was a "gorgeous" performance, and they couldn't help but applaud their palms and cheer.

The audience, but watching the play like watching the eight people repelled between the rise and fall of the rabbit of Zhengji, they couldn't help but stand up and applaud, in their opinion, this big drama arranged by the organizer is simply wonderful, and the appearance of Zhengji's fluttering white clothes left a deep impression on them!