"That's why you're still a little interesting."

Looking at the bald man, Ding Xiu said.

Among such a group of people, he felt that only this big man could fight at the beginning, and being strong was one of them.

The muscles used to practice martial arts are different from those practiced in the gym, and if you look closely, there is a big difference.

The second is that the eyes are different.

Those who have actual combat experience, sharp eyes, and a different momentum, even if this kind of person is short, he will still be dazzling in the crowd. The bald head in front of him has a momentum.

Ding Xiu guessed that either he had practiced martial arts for many years, or he had practiced modern combat before.

took off the boxing gloves from the unconscious senior brother, put them on slowly and slowly, and put on a sanda boxing fight against Ding Xiu. Protect your head with both hands, bow your body slightly, and form a triangle with your feet in front of and behind your feet.

"You beat them, it's really a bit of a bully, I'll play with you." "Brother Wang, a thousand him."

"Wang rushed out his hand, this time it should be stable." "Is 120 ready, don't do anything for a while." "Senior Brother Wang, come on."

"Brother Wang has practiced sanda for ten years, this kid is in danger." "Everyone spread out a little, don't affect the senior brother's performance."

Unlike these brothers who have been practicing Wing Chun, Wang Chong used to practice Sanda and also played professional competitions, and he apprenticed to Wing Chun by coincidence, with the purpose of learning Wing Chun punching and inch strength.

One thing to say, many of Wing Chun's tricks are not suitable for fighting in the ring, but the power skills are still worth learning. After a few years of practice, Wang Chong felt that his combat effectiveness was much higher than before.

It's a pity that I learned a little late, at first the master didn't teach, and it took a few years to teach him, and by the time he learned it, he was already old and couldn't play in the ring.

No, now I have opened a boxing gym and mixed up some life.

I came here today because a senior brother said that he was about to fight with a mainland master, and he came to take a look when he was idle and had nothing to do, but he saw that his junior brother was knocked out by a move. Seeing that Ding Xiu has a bit of a foundation, his moves are sharp, and his shots are decisive, I am afraid that there is no one who can fight here, so he plans to make a move to communicate.

The two fists collided, Wang Chong said in a deep voice: "I won't bully you either, just apologize if you lose, I know you are a celebrity, if you can't meet the word Wing Chun in the future, you will take a detour."

Ding Xiu said, "Yes, don't apologize, I'll kowtow to you twice."

Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so rigid: "That's not necessary, who hasn't been young yet, you just need to apologize." Hooking his hand towards Wang Chong, Ding Xiu said calmly, "I'll wait for you to make me apologize."

When it comes to this, it will be boring to talk any longer, Wang Chong's fist fight is not chaotic, and his feet are tentatively and slowly moving towards Ding Xiu, and his upper body is slightly shaking.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, Wang Chong took advantage of his unpreparedness to punch Ding Xiu, and Ding Xiu leaned back to dodge.

After failing to strike a blow, Wang Chong quickly retreated, and his heart suddenly became a lot heavier. It's just that in the face of Ding Xiu's understatement and unhurriedness, he still doesn't dare to gamble, in case he is a master, he will deliver food if he sticks it.

"If you don't do it, then I'll be on it." Seeing that he was still looking for a flaw, Ding Xiu was not used to it, and swept towards his head with a side kick.

Wang Chong subconsciously protected his head, in the face of this kind of attack, he was very experienced, as long as he dodged over, he grabbed his legs, bullied forward, and beat him with his fist, even if Ding Xiu was not knocked out in the end, he would have to be injured a little.

"Bang!"

The instep kicked on the elbow, and the impact hit his head, Wang Chong felt his head buzzing, his brain went blank for two seconds, and his body couldn't stop staggering two steps to the side.

When he reacted, he realized that he had just forgotten to grab his legs, and his eyes were wrong when he looked at Ding Xiu, and his heart suddenly sank.

He used to be a professional boxer, he had practiced the ability to resist blows, and his physical beating quality was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the strength of Ding Xiu's kick could make his brain blank for two seconds, and he was afraid that he would lie down immediately if he was replaced by other senior brothers.

In fact, Ding Xiu didn't make up the knife immediately, if he rushed over, just two seconds would be enough for him to be knocked out. However, Ding Xiu didn't make him feel better, and after sweeping out one kick, he immediately slid forward, and kicked straight to the chest with the next kick.

Wang Chong carried this foot hard, hugged Ding Xiu's thigh with both hands, felt stuffy in his chest, his stomach turned upside down, he didn't care too much, and swept his right foot towards Ding Xiu's lower plate.

Ding Xiu jumped up on one foot, his body spun in the air, turned around and kicked it again, this time Wang Chong didn't catch it, and was kicked back again and again. Simple two feet, like making a movie, the people around were dumbfounded.

"Damn, if this wasn't a temporary appointment, I thought it was filming." "Brother Xiu, this is bringing kung fu to reality."

"Awesome!"

"It seems that professional fighters are a little bit reluctant to fight."

"Brother Wang is observing the situation, using his body to block the attack to try Ding Xiu's foot weight, look at it, the counterattack is coming soon."

"Ahem, ahem!" The ribs hurt a little, Wang Chong coughed twice, gritted his teeth and strode towards Ding Xiu, and the long-range attack did not take advantage, so he hit the body and hit the ground.

It can be seen that Ding Xiu should have more leg skills, as long as he is close and locked, he has to lie down.

Three steps closer, Wang Chong approached Ding Xiu, the distance between the two was very short, less than an arm, in the face of Ding Xiu's punch, he blocked with his backhand, and hit the ribs with his right fist.

This is the stall of Wing Chun, he has practiced it many times before, and he has tried and tested everything.

It's just that this time it's a little ineffective, Ding Xiu raised his knees to block the attack from under the ribs, and his elbow was the top of the spear against Wang Chong's chest, and the two movements were orderly and completed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Chong's fist was punched out, there was no imaginary flesh, and he knew in an instant that it was going to be over, but his fighting consciousness for many years still made him protect his head. It's all at this point, and you can't retreat, so you can only choose to resist hard and then look for an opportunity to fight back.

"Bang!"

The elbow that was as hard as iron was pressed against his chest, Wang Chong's eyes were black, and he couldn't breathe up, and then there was a pain in his ribs, one after another. Ding Xiu is using him as a sandbag, with a left fist and a right punch.

There was no way, Wang Chong hunched his body and gritted his teeth, his arms were tightly pressed against his lower ribs, trying to use his arm muscles to block Ding Xiu's fist. However, Ding Xiu's attack was too fierce, one punch was harder than the other, and a few punches made his arms numb.

This is still wearing fist gloves, which has reduced a lot of strength, and if you don't wear fist gloves, your arm would have been unconscious long ago. "Boom!"

While Wang Chong was still struggling to defend, Ding Xiu's fist was like a bamboo, and it suddenly drilled out of his chin. "It's over!"

At this moment, this is the only thought in Wang Chong's mind.

Without giving him much mental activity, Ding Xiu's fist smashed on his chin accurately, Wang Chong tilted his head sharply, looked at the sky at ninety degrees, and lay down straight.

What Wing Chun, what inch strength, what punch, are all useless.

From start to finish, it was less than a minute, and if it was in the ring, it wouldn't have been a round.

Eight years of Sanda, three years of Wing Chun, this is not enough to beat a filming scene, it is really ironic.

And what the hell is Ding Xiu's standard boxing, what about the good Baji boxing, how did it become a sanda move, the fighting experience is so rich, the whole process is not in a hurry, and the old boxers are eaten to death in front of him.

"We didn't accept it, and the good competition became Sanda." "Senior Brother Wang is wearing fist gloves to influence the play."

"Wing Chun hands, frustration hands, flirting hands, broken row hands, sinking bridges, sticking and beating, none of them need to use five fingers, and they can't use any of them when they put on their fists." "Ding Xiu, let's have a game without gloves, do you dare?"

In the face of more than a dozen people's gossip, Ding Xiu took down the boxing gloves, tied up a horse step ten times more standard than the Wing Chun disciples, and compared the Baji boxing with both hands.

"Next." "I'll come."

A thin, flat-headed guy pushed everyone out of the way. With bare hands, people occupy the middle line, and he is also a Wing Chun fight.

"The competition is more expensive than harmony, point to point, three, two, one, start." "Eight Extremes Collapse!"

Ignoring the so-called punch, Ding Xiu got close, swept with his hands and feet at the same time, and in an instant, the young man flew out, slammed on the ground with a bang, and foamed at the mouth with a bang.

The scene was eerily quiet, and the pins could be heard.

Many people opened their mouths wide and looked at Ding Xiu as if they had seen a ghost.

I've seen a fierce one, I've never seen such a fierce one, I thought he was a powerful sanda, but I didn't expect Baji Boxing to be even more fierce, and he would knock people out with one move, which was so scary.

Who would dare to go on this?

Fools can see that Ding Xiu and them are not at the same level at all, and the gap is too big.

Gently arranging the collar, Ding Xiu's eyes swept around, and the people he was targeting turned their heads one by one, either looking up at the sky, or looking down at the ants, anyway, they just didn't pick up the stubble.

"I don't have to apologize, do I?" No one answered.

Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Ding Xiu said to Wu in surprise: "It's still early, you don't need to ask for leave in the afternoon, let's eat something and go back to filming." "Okay." Wu Jing's throat was a little dry, swallowed his saliva, and nodded subconsciously.

He had seen the scene of Ding Xiu beating more than a dozen people by himself, but it was a scramble, which was different from today's situation.

Surrounded by more than 20 people, Ding Xiu can still be so calm, to put it mildly, he flips through three, and the others don't dare to say anything, it's just awesome. If it's him, I'll say sorry first.

Lu Huiguang next to him was also ready to fight in a group, but he didn't expect more than 20 people to be stopped by Ding Xiu, and none of them dared to step forward. Bajiquan is in Ding Xiu's hands, like making a movie, a fierce batch.

At this time, Ding Xiu took out his sunglasses and put them on, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the crowd with an expressionless face, chic. "I'm sorry, let's go."

"Huh? Want to fight?"

"What do you see, don't accept heads-up?"

Ding Xiu spoke very loudly and widely, and Wu Jing sweated for him, worried that these people would rush up. Walking out of the crowd, Ding Xiu followed the crew Wuxing, and everyone looked at him with adoring eyes.

The onlookers also looked similar.

Just two steps away, a police car stopped on the side of the road and got a few strips down. "When you receive a call, there are old boys gathering to make trouble, don't run!" "Put your head in your hands, and take out your ID card."

"Wearing sunglasses, what about you, holding your head in your hands!" "Uncle policeman, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"Who's your name, uncle, I'm only twenty-two, less hippie smiley, hey, aren't you that?"

It's good to say that Ding Xiu, Wu Jing, Wing Chun and others were still brought into the bureau, and the people went in at noon and were released in the evening. Director Li Zizhong called Cheng Long, and Cheng Long's people, plus Wing Chun did not pursue it, and everyone was calm.

However, the video of Ding Xiu's martial arts competition was still obtained by the media, and it made headlines on the same day.

The entertainment media on Hong Kong Island are very bold, there is nothing they dare not say, and the headline is very eye-catching. "Mainland Aberdeen boxed Wing Chun, went to the meeting single-handedly, and beat 20 with one."

"The duel between Baji and Wing Chun, who said that the drama has no kung fu."

"Ding Xiu challenged the martial arts on Hong Kong Island alone, Wing Chun was defeated, who can fight again."

In just one day, Ding Xiu became popular on Hong Kong Island, and all major entertainment magazines were his headlines, and the last time it was so popular was when Apple was released on Hong Kong Island.

In the Internet era, the mainland also got the news that Ding Xiu went to Hong Kong Island to find someone to fight, and the fans screamed one by one, saying that they had a good fight, and that they fully supported him.

The next day, in the afternoon, after Ding Xiu finished filming, Wu Jing walked over with a magazine with a solemn face. "Brother Xiu, the Wing Chun boss has spoken, and he wants to challenge you in public."

Ding Xiu glanced at the magazine, and on the cover was an old man in his sixties, with gray hair and heavy bags under his eyes, and he was immediately uninterested. "I don't fight."

"Can't you beat it?"

"No, I'm afraid I'll have to kneel down and beg him not to die in less than three seconds." Wu was surprised: ".....

Ding Xiu flipped the magazine to the end, looked at the pictures of beautiful women, and said lightly: "Forget the old man and old lady, even if you can really fight, you can't beat this age, it's not interesting to bully the elderly."

Boxing is afraid of being less strong, no matter how powerful it is when you are young, it is a fact that your body functions decline when you are old, high blood pressure, diabetes, osteoporosis, cervical spine, lumbar spine and no disease.

It's all this age, and there are few people who can fight.

Even if you can fight, you can't exert yourself a few times, and after a shiver, you are out of breath. Compete with people of this age, completely

It's bullying, and Ding Xiu can't do it. I don't know, I think he picks the elderly to fight, and how can he mix it when it is passed out. Wu was surprised: "Okay, then I'll let the crew respond, just say that you don't beat the elderly."

Ding Xiu snorted softly, and his eyes didn't take his eyes off the bikini beauty in the magazine. That night, the news that Ding Xiu did not beat the elderly came out, and the martial arts world fried the pot.

"Don't beat the elderly, right, I'll Chinese New Year's Eve today."

"Lao Tzu Baihe sent Jia Zhenliang, who has been practicing martial arts for twenty years, and is willing to compete with Ding Xiu." "Wing Chun Zheng Tao, invite Ding Xiu."

"Wu Taiji Dong Luyang, invite Ding Xiu." "Bai Xingji, the descendant of Cai Li Buddha, is willing to fight."

Ding Xiu didn't know that this refusal was completely a big frying pot, and all the people who challenged him were young people and middle-aged people, and in the end, the eight martial arts halls on Hong Kong Island all sent people to write a war letter, and also set the prize money for the competition to 500,000.

When Wu shuddered and handed over the battle book to Ding Xiu, Ding Xiu finally came to his senses.

"Wing Chun, Quanzhen, Cai Li Fo, Bagua, Tai Chi, Karate, Hung Boxing, Baji also came to join in the fun, this time it's a little interesting, say it for me, I'll take the prize of one million."

Wu was worried, and his mouth trembled: "You are really fighting, I will find a reconciliation, everyone has a glass of wine, and just bow your head."

"The disciples of the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls, in Hong Kong Island, add up to 100,000, and I am afraid that if you win, you will not be able to go to the mainland."