The organizing committee asked Elder Xu to make a comment, and he regretted it after two games. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it's not that Elder Xu said it badly - in fact, as an amateur guest host, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it well. The key is that this old man has a unique vision - what is more poisonous than his vision is his poisonous tongue, what he says can be heard through the microphone, and sometimes the two sides of the next competition will not be beaten by what he says.

"This kid in the blue pants is an amateur, what is this for? Fitness trainer? With a pimple of flesh, can he touch his back? The meat is thick but resistant to beating, is this kid looking for a beating? This is not a martial arts practice, the host can change the game and say no, he is not a martial arts competition, he is fighting. ”

The host Bi Luoye was very embarrassed, and ridiculed: "Elder Xu, the competition of our world's No. 1 martial arts club advocates competitive martial arts, emphasizing confrontation, this player is a bodybuilding coach, and his good figure is also capital, whether it is strength or the ability to resist hits, he has a great advantage." ”

Elder Xu pursed his lips, as if he was unwilling to argue with the layman, pointed to Liu Guanzhang on the commentary seat, and said, "Do you think that kid is stronger than him?" ”

The cameraman was really serious, and specially gave Liu Guanzhang a close-up.

"Boss Liu looks very strong, but compared with this player off the court, it seems to be slightly inferior."

Elder Xu said: "If you want to talk about anti-beating, our head is the most powerful, he is like this, I may not let him down after playing for a long time, and that bodybuilding coach, I poked a finger and lay down." ”

Bi Luoye was puzzled: "So Elder Xu thinks the red side can win?" ”

"Red pants are more."

"Huh? So who are you more optimistic about in this game, Elder Xu? ”

"I'm not optimistic, if you accept apprentices, I don't want these two goods!"

The reason why Elder Xu was invited to be a guest to explain was because of his unique vision, so Bi Luoye persevered and asked, "Then in your opinion, who can win?" ”

"I don't know." Elder Xu shook his head.

"Huh?"

"I can't look at this, if there are two practitioners, I will have a number in my heart, these two straw bales are compared together, who knows who can give the cold to whom?"

As he was talking, there was a change on the field, and the bodybuilding coach on the blue side forcibly exchanged punches with the opponent with his body, and the opponent's fist hit his muscles, not breaking the defense at all, and his punch directly knocked the opponent away.

Originally, the winner should have enjoyed the applause of the audience, but at this moment, the joy of winning was all destroyed, and the fitness coach got off the stage and went straight to the commentary platform after winning, pointing at Elder Xu with his finger and saying, "Old man, don't you say that you can poke me down with one finger?" Here you go! You're going to stab me, you're going to stab me! ”

Elder Xu pursed his lips, this is a suffering.

If it weren't for the staff pulling, seeing that this buddy's posture could rush up and tear Elder Xu apart, Elder Xu didn't lift his buttocks, and his mouth was still poisonous: "This kid, say that you are still not convinced, come on, I am old, I won't stab you, aren't you promoted?" Lei Dabiao in the next game is my apprentice, let him satisfy you. ”

At this moment, Lei Dabiao has just come on the field, and in the first round of the semifinals, there is a man in Taoist costume standing in front of him, who is about 40 years old.

Before going on the stage, the host had already introduced the two sides, but Lei Dabiao still followed the rules of the rivers and lakes, clasped his fists with both hands, and reported to his family: "Lei Dabiao, the second-generation disciple of Longhumen, please give advice." ”

The other party also hugged his fists and saluted, saying: "Wudang, drunken sword, oriental ****." ”

Da Biao was a little confused: "This benevolent brother, let's try our fists and feet, how do you play this drunken sword?" ”

"If you have a sword in your heart, you can play with a sword, please ask Senior Brother Lei to teach me my heart sword!"

Lei Dabiao's mouth was bitter, and he faintly felt in his heart that it was quite appropriate to let this guy and that bodybuilding coach get together.

On the commentary seat, Bi Luoye asked Elder Xu: "Senior Xu, now that your personal disciple is gone, this is his first game, are you nervous?" ”

"Nervous! Da Biao, this kid, likes to practice martial arts, sometimes the interest comes up, regardless of it, I am afraid that he will break people, before I came I told him, this is a game, not a desperate match, friendship first and competition second, treat the opponent with care, but dare not hurt people! Later, when I heard that all the contestants were insured, I put my mind at ease. ”

Bi Fallen Leaves is full of black lines: "What are you worried about?" I mean the result of the competition - this Dongfang **** player from Wudang has a lot of competition experience, and has previously won the championship of the sword fighting group in the martial arts competition at the Asian Games......"

"The Asian Games is not called martial arts, it is called gymnastics! Lao Bi, I think you are asking this question is an insult to our Dragon Tiger Gate, forget it, Da Biao! Da Biao! Can you hear me? ”

In the audience, there are eight high-power speakers in eight directions, which is many times more professional than the equipment of the square dance aunt, and the whole audience can hear it, and Lei Dabiao on the stage is naturally no exception.

Lei Dabiao, who was competing on the stage, heard the master call him, so he turned to the commentary seat, and he was gesturing with people here, and half of his body was freed here, and Yun Dantian replied angrily: "Master, what do you call me?" ”

Although there is no amplification equipment, the sound is like a tiger's roar, and the whole audience can hear it.

"Make it a little more difficult for you, give you ten seconds in a moment, and then you kick your opponent off the stage!"

Lei Dabiao looked embarrassed, "Master, it's no problem for ten seconds, it's a little difficult to kick off the stage, this is too big, if you throw it out, you will break people again......"

Over there, Wudang Drunken Sword Sima ****'s nose is crooked, can you master and apprentice respect the game?

Even Liu Guanzhang can't stand it anymore, this old guy has stepped down as the head, and now he has no scruples at all, isn't this obviously offending Wudang? They were going to ask me for a big health care before!

Thirty and stand, forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny of heaven, sixty ears are obedient, and seventy is as you like. Elder Xu has passed the age of doing whatever he wants, and he doesn't care so much, and he starts counting down with the audience.

"Ten...... Nine ......"

Lei Dabiao was a little panicked on the field, and hurriedly discussed with Dongfang ****: "Senior Brother Dongfang, you have heard it from my master, you cooperate with me, and we will go to the stage to compete." ”

Dongfang **** shook his head: "Don't go!" ”

After doing it for a long time, this Wudang drunken sword also saw that he was not Lei Dabiao's opponent at all, while chatting with him, he was idle and half-pulled his arms to fight with himself, purely to warm up himself, it didn't matter if he lost the game, but in front of everyone, people were thrown off the stage within ten seconds, and it was too big.

Eight...... Seven...... Six......

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The last chapter is 216, which has already been written. Some friends reported that the old knife was slower, at least I didn't break it! (To be continued.) )