Just when Xiang Yingying was attending Reebok's promotional activities in Beijing and having a war of words with the American media, he received an invitation from Liu Qinglin, the head coach of the national sanda team, hoping that he could take a day to meet and exchange with the members of the national sanda team training in Beijing.

Although Xiang Yingxing's schedule was very tight, Liu Qinglin came to the rest room with Mr. Tang that day, so he couldn't help but give this face, so he promised to go to the National Olympic Sports Center Sports Comprehensive Training Hall at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Liu Qinglin was very happy when he saw Xiang Yingying agree, and immediately called Wang Xiaojun, director of the Wushu Sports Management Center of the State General Administration of Sports. Wang Xiaojun also attached great importance to this exchange, and decided to go with Zhang Xiaotian, the deputy director of the Asian Team MMA Championships that led Xiang Yingying to Seoul, South Korea.

The next day, accompanied by Tang Mu, Miite and Duan Rong, Xiang Yingxing came to the comprehensive training hall at 8:50.

A young man wearing the national team uniform at the door saw Xiang Yingxing, and ran back excitedly, shouting loudly while running: "Coach Liu, the tyrant is here!" ”

Xiang Yingying, who had just gotten out of the car, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and looked back depressedly at Tang Mu, who was happy, and Xiaote, who was smiling evilly. Mitte has been in Beijing for almost three years, and he can basically understand Chinese and speak some words, but the strange pronunciation makes Xiang Yingxing's scalp tingle when he hears it, but sometimes he can't help but learn Mitte's words, and often makes Wang Lulu and Xibeier and their girls laugh.

When Xiang Hero and his entourage walked in under the leadership of a staff member, Liu Qinglin walked over briskly accompanied by the young team member.

"Haha! Finally, I have come to look forward to you, the great god! Before the person arrived, a hearty whisper came first.

Seeing this, Xiang Yingying also took two steps quickly, shook hands with Liu Qinglin and said, "Coach Liu said that he was joking, I don't dare to be a god, don't put a high hat on me." ”

Liu Qinglin laughed when he heard this: "Aren't you having a good time fighting with the American media? How can you come to me to be humble, this is not good! I still like that arrogant Xiang hero, the young fighters of our team just lack your arrogance and domineering. ”

"Ugh! Your teaching philosophy is unique! Let me introduce to you, this is Tang Mu, the general manager of our hero battalion, Mr. Tang! This is ...... "Xiang Hero introduced Tang Mo and Xiao Te to Liu Qinglin.

"Welcome! Welcome! Inside please! We went to the conference room first, and some retired and semi-retired sanda players heard that you were coming today, and they all came to meet you. Liu Qinglin said with a smile.

"Retired? Who are they? Xiang Yingying asked suspiciously.

"That's right! Decommissioned! You will know who they are after you see them, they are the label of the same era as China Sanda! Liu Qinglin said with some feelings.

Xiang Yingxing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded with a smile.

As soon as he walked into the conference room, Xiang Yingying saw the names he had seen on the computer, especially when he was a teenager, he didn't know anything about mixed martial arts at all, only sanda and free fighting. And these people in front of them were the representative figures of Chinese Sanda at that time.

Although the youngest of these people was forty years old, Xiang Yingying still shouted their names and nicknames very quickly.

Looking at these strange and familiar people, Xiang Yingxing's mood was still a little excited, and the peak of these people was just when Xiang Yingying was sensible.

Liu Qinglin saw that Xiang Hero was a little stunned, so he asked with a smile: "Hero!" Do you need me to introduce it to you? ”

"No, you don't! I know them all! This is Liu Hailong, the "Splitting Hanging Leg", the "Prairie Pride" Baoli Gao, the "Jade-faced Little Dharma" Zheng Yuhao, and the "Yandu Divine Shadow" Xue Fengqiang ......" and then Xiang Ying shouted out the names of these people

When Liu Qinglin saw that Xiang Yingying really knew these people, he sighed with some excitement: "Brothers! It seems that today's young people have not forgotten us! ”

Seeing this, Wang Xiaojun also said with emotion: "No one will forget you, it is precisely because of your example that there is today's hot fighting market." ”

Wang Xiaojun said this, looked at the people in the conference room, and said: "In 2000, the birth of the "Sanda King" made the silent Chinese martial arts take the first step towards professional exploration. ”

"Time flies, the years go by, and eighteen years of light pass by in a flash. Whether you have faded out of this circle, or are still shining in this field, I believe that you all have a complex in your hearts. Therefore, when you learned that Xiang Yingying was coming to the Sanda team, you took a plane and drove a car, and you all rushed over, which is enough to prove that you still care about Chinese fighting. ”

Xiang Yingying looked at Wang Xiaojun, who was talking eloquently, and said in his belly: "I really deserve to be a government official, and my words are good, one set in one." ”

Of course, Wang Xiaojun, who was full of interest, didn't know what Xiang Yingying was thinking, and he was ready to continue to show his speech skills.

Zhang Xiaotian suddenly said to Liu Qinglin: "Coach Liu! The players should have all arrived at the training gym, right? ”

Hearing this, Liu Qinglin hurriedly smiled gratefully at Zhang Xiaotian and said, "They are all training in the training hall." ”

"Then hurry up! Hurry up and talk more! Wang Xiaojun forced down his heart, although he was unhappy, and said with a smile.

The National Olympic Sports Center Sports Comprehensive Training Hall covers an area of a large area, and various facilities are relatively advanced and complete.

The Sanda Training Hall is about the size of three basketball courts, and except for a standard 7×7 fighting ring in the center of the court, it is surrounded by a variety of advanced training equipment.

The entire training hall floor is covered with blue professional mats, which can play a good role in protection, and sanda players can practice their wrestling on it very casually.

At this time, there were already nearly 20 players in the training hall, both men and women, who were conducting daily training under the leadership of Fu Tianming, the current captain of the national sanda team.

When Liu Qinglin brought Xiang Yingying and them in, Fu Tianming stopped training and looked at Xiang Yingying in unison.

There is excitement in the eyes, there is provocation, but more than that, there is adoration.

Seeing this, Liu Qinglin clapped his hands vigorously, and after gathering the team members together, he asked with a smile: "You don't need me to introduce who he is, right?" ”

Some of the younger team members replied with a grin: "Of course you do!" ”

Even Fu Tianming said: "There should be no one in our circle who doesn't know the famous 'Fighting Tyrant' Xiang Hero!" ”

Fu Tianming said this with a smile, but no matter how he listened to it, he had a sour taste.

Seeing this, Liu Qinglin glared at Fu Tianming fiercely, and then said with a smile: "Since everyone knows, let's welcome Xiang Yingying to our Sanda team to guide and exchange with warm applause." ”