Wu Jiaqi smiled mockingly, ignoring Long Feng's pretense, and walked with small broken steps flexibly with both feet, forcing straight towards Long Feng.

Wing Chun's boxing style is small and agile, focusing on taking the shortest distance of the midline, exerting force with inches, relying on the super fast punch speed to win, and quickly counterattacking while defending.

The so-called inch strength refers to concentrating the power at one point, punching out at the shortest charging distance, and inflicting damage on the opponent with a small but very cohesive force.

This determines that Wing Chun does not have the kind of punches that open and close widely, so the attack distance is naturally not far enough.

When others have already entered the attack distance, they often have to cooperate with flexible footwork to attack the opponent.

However, not everyone can practice inch strength, at least Long Feng has not practiced real inch strength.

In the face of a simple straight punch from Wu Jiaqi, Long Feng was able to prevent it, but what followed was Wu Jiaqi's other swing fist.

Long Feng wanted to give full play to the boxing theory of Wing Chun to defend against the attack, but Wu Jiaqi's punch speed was too fast, and Long Feng's body couldn't keep up with his thinking at all.

There was a heavy punch on the cheek, and Long Feng's brain suddenly buzzed, a little confused.

Then he could only retreat again and again, Wu Jiaqi immediately stepped up to follow, and a set of combination punches slammed into it like a storm.

Long Feng wanted to fight back, but he suddenly found that when he was in the ring, the situation was completely different from when he usually practiced and when he was competing with other coaches.

He wanted to use the fist technique of Wing Chun, but he couldn't use it at all, because the opponent's punch was too fast and too urgent, and he couldn't even defend himself, so how could he fight back?

He was punched in the face one after another, his brain became more and more confused, and his calf was also hit with a few low-level whips, almost numb.

He fought back frantically against the attack, and when he fell into the eyes of the audience, he became Wang Baquan, where is the shadow of half a Wing Chun?

Chen Junren didn't have any eyes to look at it anymore, and he was so solemn just now to cheer him up, this Nima is a meat target!

To put it mildly, at this level, even being a beaten sparring partner is not qualified.

"Bang"

Finally, after being hammered like a storm for nearly a minute, Long Feng received a high-level whip in his face, and when his eyes were black, he fell directly to the ground.

After the referee stepped forward to confirm Long Feng's status, he announced that Long Feng had been knocked out, and there was an uproar in the stadium.

"Damn, what the hell is this? I feel like anyone who has been practicing martial arts for months can be hammered to death. ”

"Is this girl really practicing martial arts? It's unbelievable. ”

"Traditional martial arts? It's dance. ”

Several coaches of the Longxiang Pavilion rushed to the ring with pale faces, pinching the people in the pinch, drenching the water, and quickly woke up Long Feng.

And Wu Jiaqi on the side, with his arms outstretched, walked around the ring half a circle with an innocent face, and he fell down before I could use any force.

Long Feng stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, and his mind was full of words: "Why?" Why is it different? Why can't I use it? Could it be that Chuanwu really has no actual combat ability? ”

Li Fei glanced at Chen Junren, and then walked to the ring, and Chen Junren hurriedly followed.

Li Fei got into the ring, walked to Long Feng's side, and said to him lightly: "You usually don't have actual combat confrontation practice at all, right?" So ......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly burst out: "Do you usually practice martial arts by fantasy? Give yourself an imaginary enemy, thinking in your head how the other party will make a move, how to crack it yourself? Is that so? ”

This sudden voice made the venue instantly quiet, and everyone looked at him inexplicably, including several coaches around Long Feng.

Long Feng got up silently, looked at Li Fei blankly, and didn't speak.

Li Fei's voice returned to its normal volume, and he said expressionlessly: "Your strength and speed are not worse than his?" It's so ugly to lose, and you dare to talk to people about actual combat, you're afraid you don't even know what's going on in Wing Chun's actual combat, right? ”

A coach beside Long Feng said angrily: "You know? Then you're going to fight! ”

A faint glint flashed in Li Fei's eyes, just waiting for your words!

He said coldly: "Of course I will fight, the reputation of the martial arts, I can't let you waste anymore." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked a few steps towards Wu Jiaqi, and said, "Fight with me." ”

"Heh......" Wu Jiaqi looked Li Fei up and down, and said mockingly: "Who are you?" Why should I fight you? Do I have to accept a personal challenge on the spot? ”

Li Fei said loudly: "Win me, I'll give you a million, if you lose, close the door, do you dare?" ”

Long Feng looked at several of his coaches, and then looked at Li Fei's eyes, all of which showed a light of hope.

Wu Jiaqi was also angry when he heard this, pointed to the ground and shouted: "The money is out, I will fight you now." ”

Chen Junren knew that it was time for him to appear, he jumped into the ring and said loudly: "I, Chen Junren, the general manager of Lao Fengxiang Xiuyuan Store, I will guarantee Li Shao." ”

"If he loses and can't take out the million, I will pay for him, and all media friends and spectators can testify."

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly exploded, Wu Jiaqi looked at Li Fei in disbelief, and when the discussion on the scene calmed down a little, he asked hesitantly: "What kind of punch do you use to fight me?" ”

Li Fei put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Wing Chun, Tai Chi, Baji, Xingyi, Bagua, Hong Boxing, Praying Mantis, Tan Leg, you choose the type of boxing, whatever you choose, I will use whatever type of boxing to fight you." ”

Long Feng was speechless, but Wu Jiaqi was determined, this is not a stupid son of a landlord's family!

immediately looked at Chen Junren and said, "Are you really the general manager of Lao Fengxiang?" ”

Chen Junren took out a stack of business cards from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Wu Jiaqi.

Wu Jiaqi glanced at it, didn't answer, but said: "I never know, business cards can also prove identity." ”

Suddenly, a woman dressed up and good-looking in the audience said: "I know the customer service number of Lao Fengxiang Xiuyuan store, and it is very simple to prove his identity." ”

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, dialed Lao Fengxiang's customer service number, and turned on the speakerphone.

There was silence in the arena, and everyone looked at the woman.

"Hello, Lao Fengxiang Customer Service Center, how can I help you?"

The woman looked at Chen Junren, smiled slyly, and asked directly, "Did Chen Junren go to work today?" ”

Chen Junren looked at the woman funny, but he was also a little clever.

"Uh......" The customer service staff was obviously a little confused by this question, but still replied politely: "I'm sorry Miss, today is the weekend, Mr. Chen is not at work, if you have anything, please contact him directly." ”

The woman said, "Okay, thank you." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone and smiled at Chen Junren: "Now I can be sure that the boss of Lao Fengxiang is indeed called Chen Junren, but I can't be sure if it's you." ”

In fact, the people at the scene already believed in Chen Junren's identity, after all, this was in front of such a multimedia, if the other party was impersonating, the only result would be social death.

However, there was no need for the other party to pretend at all, and it would not be good for him whether the young man won or lost.

Looking at his posture, it is clear that he is just to cheer for the so-called Li Shao.

Wu Jiaqi opened his mouth at this time: "I believe that you are the boss of Lao Fengxiang, since you guarantee this friend, then I will fight with him." ”

Chen Junren nodded and said to the others on the stage: "Everyone get off the stage!" Get out of the ring. ”

The coaches of Long Feng and Long Xiang Pavilion stepped down with Chen Junren, leaving only the referee and Li Fei and Wu Jiaqi.

Li Fei looked at Wu Jiaqi and said, "Say it!" What type of punch do you choose. ”

Wu Jiaqi said: "The owner of the Dragon Pavilion failed to show the practicality of Wing Chun just now, so let a friend show it!" ”

"Okay." After Li Fei finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and posed in the same starting posture as Long Feng just now, and said, "Wing Chun, Li Fei, please give advice." ”