The situation on Hong Kong Island is complicated, especially before Ninety-Seven, there are many people, who can still stand today, who has a clean butt?

A few years ago, who were those who opened martial arts halls? Who are the disciples?

At its peak, there were 500,000 gang members on Hong Kong Island, an average of one in ten ordinary people.

Nine out of ten martial arts halls are more or less related to gangs.

Even if it doesn't matter, many of the disciples are also gang members.

The composition of the martial arts hall is so complicated, Wu Jing is worried that Ding Xiu and them will not have good fruits to eat, even if they win, it is not impossible for people to make some tricks and make you unable to go to the mainland.

If it was an innocent competition, where would Wu Jing be so worried.

For example, in the mainland, casually Ding Xiu jumps, it's okay to pick a sect by himself, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, no one can do anything with him. The side that loses in public and private can only pinch its nose and admit it.

Hong Kong Island is different, the group is very powerful, and it can be seen from the fact that so many martial arts halls have written war at the same time how much they hate Ding Xiu.

If it sounds good, it is called a group, and if it is ugly, it is xenophobic, and I feel that the martial arts here cannot be trampled on by Ding Xiu, a mainland boy, and must return to the field as soon as possible. Ding Xiu squinted his eyes and said, "A society governed by the rule of law, isn't it?"

"Who dares to bet, it's always right to be careful." Wu Jing continued to persuade bitterly: "My master has spoken, let you not agree, and when he turns around, he will also set up a ring in Beiping, and welcome the martial arts of Hong Kong Island to challenge in the past."

Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows: "It's so big?"

Wu frowned sadly: "Who said it wasn't."

The two rings in the north and south are fighting each other, and this kind of scene has never been seen in decades.

The Hong Kong Island side wants to defeat Ding Xiu, and the Wu soldiers in Beiping want to protect people, and neither side will let anyone, and it has been stalemate.

There are a lot of martial arts people on Hong Kong Island, and there are definitely masters, even Ding Xiu doesn't dare to say that he can be invincible, once he comes to power, it is unpredictable to win or lose.

If you win and offend Hong Kong Island Martial Arts, I am afraid that I will not dare to come to this land again in the future, and I will lose even more miserably, my reputation will be discredited, and my career in the entertainment industry will be gone. Wu Bing is the head coach, he has known many people and taught many students over the years, and he can pull out the most capable person in China to come to power in minutes.

Now all parties are waiting for Ding Xiu's attitude.

There are three situations waiting for him, the first is to take the call, go to the stage to PK with several major martial arts halls, the second is not to accept the call, as if he didn't hear it, he will pass the matter in confusion, and the third end of the tea will admit his mistake.

Whichever option you choose, there are risks.

In Wu Jing's opinion, the second is the most dangerous, if he doesn't agree, he doesn't refuse, this attitude is afraid that he will be beaten to death.

The third is the best, serve tea and admit mistakes, grievances are a little grievances, better than insurance, give the other party a step, and everyone will turn big things into small things. But Wu Jing knew that it was absolutely impossible for Ding Xiu to choose the third one, those who learn martial arts first cultivate three points of murderous energy, and those who can practice kung fu to the point of Ding Xiu, which one is not the master who is determined and dares to fight, and it is not him who can easily bow his head.

"Hard work Old Wu, I got my heart, go back and bring two bottles of good wine to him to drink." Ding Xiu smiled lightly, "But I'd better let me handle it myself."

"It's been a long time since I've done it, and my hands are itching, but I want to see if the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls really live up to their name."

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose, I just want to find a few masters to loosen my muscles, if people can beat me to death, I can't ask for it." I have been in this world for several years, and I feel the atmosphere of martial arts for the first time, not to mention, I am quite excited.

Not to mention that if you win, you will have money to take, and you will not lose.

said that it didn't matter if he won or lost, in fact, Ding Xiu didn't think that he would lose at all, it wasn't that he was the one who was the biggest, and the peers who could win him were not born yet. Kung Fu is different from other things, this thing requires actual combat to have experience.

can participate in life and death battles, break physical limits, and come out of the pile of dead people is even stronger. Unfortunately, it is now a harmonious society.

How many of the younger generation have fought a life-and-death battle?

Even if it's a professional boxing tournament, it's still a sport after all

, stipulating that this can't be beaten, that can't be beaten, and many fighters never have the opportunity to kill their opponents in their lifetime.

Compared with a master like Ding Xiu, who has countless blood on his hands, a martial artist in peacetime is no different from a primary school student.

Wu's eyes jumped wildly, and he chuckled in his heart: "Brother Xiu, it's not to the point of fighting life and death, no, don't think about it." He was really afraid that Ding Xiu would kill a few people after he came to power, and the fun would be great.

Which director in the entertainment industry will dare to use him in the future? Exit the circle in minutes, okay.

Just red, a fight will ruin the future, thanks to it.

Ding Xiu shrugged: "It's just an analogy, I want to kill someone when I'm crazy, okay, you don't have to worry about this matter, just follow what I said, I'll take the bonus when it comes to one million, and let them draw the way."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wu Jing nodded helplessly.

On the same day, Ding Xiu proposed a bonus of 1 million before he made a move, and the entertainment industry on Hong Kong Island exploded again, and this time countless netizens scolded him. "Thinking about money, I'm crazy, why don't you grab a million appearance fees?"

"This kid probably didn't dare to fight, and deliberately raised the threshold for the bonus, so that the Eight Great Martial Arts Gyms would retreat."

"The approach of smart people, one million is not a small amount, and Ding Xiu is not an unknown person, who dares to say that he can win 100% of him, not to mention losing his reputation, and losing a million, but anyone who has a little brain will weigh it."

"Damn, Lao Tzu contributed 500 yuan, hurry up and let Ding Xiu come to power." "I'll give two hundred."

"I'll give a thousand, and I just want to see this pretending to be beaten." "Let's work together to get some money to get Ding Xiu up."

Netizens on Hong Kong Island launched a fundraiser and said that they wanted Ding Xiu to come to the stage and be beaten.

Several major martial arts gyms are a bit famous, and it is not enough to let netizens raise money for them to fight in the ring, Wing Chun Boxing Gym 1 million was in place that day, and the media shouted Ding Xiu to let him take it.

I don't know if it's a million a little distressed, the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall has a very hot temper, saying that if Ding Xiu doesn't accept the move, he will see him once in the future. The next day, before Ding Xiu could talk, Wu Bing hurried over from the mainland and brought a few famous martial arts hostels.

After knowing that Ding Xiu was going to be beaten, they said that they would be a witness for him so as not to be bullied.

Someone helped with errands, Ding Xiu was happy, and the rest of the things were handed over to Wu Bing and them.

Two days later, the process of the competition was discussed, the location was set in a century-old teahouse, the number of people upstairs was limited, and no photos and videos were allowed.

won Ding Xiu and took away one million, and if he lost, he had to admit his mistake to Wing Chun.

But no matter if you win or lose, you can't make small moves afterwards, this is the premise. This is the last thing Wu Bing can do for Ding Xiu.

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According to the agreed time, Ding Xiu came to the teahouse on time, and Wu Jing and director Li Zizhong personally sent him over. Before he got out of the car, Wu Jing scolded and scolded.

"What you said is true, what kind of drama are you going to shoot after a thousand fights, and it is the right thing to do in the past two days to practice martial arts."

After deciding to fight, Ding Xiu has been filming day and night for the past two days, going to the ring at noon today, and filming all night last night.

Sometimes Wu Jing admires his calmness.

Li Zizhong, who was the main driver, said, "Say a few words, don't affect Brother Xiu's mood."

Downstairs in the teahouse, reporters, media, martial arts disciples, and onlookers are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and the road is impassable. Li Zizhong exaggerated: "The last time such a big scene was Liu Dehua's concert."

He didn't expect that there would be so many people coming today, and several streets were blocked.

Seeing Ding Xiu's car entering, the tide of crowds suddenly surrounded him, Li Zizhong and Wu Jing turned into bodyguards, and several crew members of the martial arts team held hands to protect Ding Xiu in the middle, so that he could enter the teahouse safely.

"Click!"

After entering the building, the door behind him closed, and it was much quieter.

There are a lot of people in the hall on the first floor, all of them are high-level people from the major martial arts halls, and there are some people Ding Xiu doesn't know, guessing that they are big guys watching the excitement. "Master Ding, in order to welcome your arrival, the cloud building is clear today, please upstairs."

Ding Xiu arched his hand towards the person who spoke: "Thank you."

The teahouse is worthy of being a century-old teahouse, and the overall style is biased towards black, which is different from ordinary teahouses in that it is rare to see modern technology products here. The staircase, the floor, the openwork, the screens, the tables, chairs, and the stools are all made of wood.

Among them, there are several tables with dark colors and thick pulp, which look like they are some years old, and the aroma of hot tea is overflowing, which is very charming. In normal times, Ding Xiu had a drink, but today the situation did not allow it, and when he came to the staircase, a man in his thirties standing there stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Cai Li Fo Ma Qiang, I want to ask Master Ding for advice."

In the hall, many eyes looked over, and some people seemed to be smiling, sipping tea and watching a good show.

Ding Xiu glanced back, saw that no one spoke, and said, "Fight me, are you ready for your appearance fee?" Ma Qiang's face turned red, where did he go to trim Ding for a million, it was a million, not a hundred. Ding Xiu said lightly: "You can fight if you want, if you lose, I will take off the brand of your martial arts hall."

Ma Qiang pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything, his eyes looked at an old man in the hall.

This is no longer someone he can decide, if he loses, he picks up the signboard of the martial arts hall, which is much more ruthless than a million, the signs of the martial arts hall are all picked up, how can he open the door and beckon the disciples in the future?

It's all closed.

Or you can only reopen the door in another city.

The old man sat on the Taishi chair as steady as Mount Tai, stroked his chin and white beard, and nodded slightly. "Since the children want to play, we will accompany Cai Li Fo, what if you lose?"

Ding Xiu said loudly: "If you lose, I will give you a million, no matter which martial arts gym it is today, it is the same, if you want to make a move, prepare your own martial arts hall brand."

It's all here, it's boring to just play one Wing Chun, so many sects, no—it's a pity to try it.

As for the fact that if he loses, he will have to close his door, Ding Xiu didn't think that there are more inheritors of a martial arts, taking Hongquan as an example, there are not a thousand martial arts halls in the world, but there are eight hundred.

All he wanted was the plaque of the company that had been tricked with him.

There are a lot of Cai Li Fo in the whole world, not bad for this family, and it doesn't hurt to have one less. "Okay, that's a deal."

"Ma Qiang!"

After getting the instructions of the martial arts hall boss, Ma Qiang nodded heavily, stepped on the stairs with his back feet, slowly raised his arms, and assumed a slightly strange posture.

Wu Jing behind him took a few steps back, set aside the space, and helped explain by the way: "Cai Li Buddha, as the name suggests, Cai Jia Fist, Li Family Foot, Buddha Family Palm, the three kung fu together are called Cai Li Buddha School."

"The boxing method is usually fierce, the fighting style is strong, the Buddhist palm is soft, the two are rigid and soft, and the Li family's feet are as fast as lightning, and they can't be prevented." Hearing Wu Jing's explanation, Ding Xiu sighed, and said to Ma Qiang: "One kung fu is enough to learn for a lifetime, and it is not easy for ordinary people to learn one well, I don't know Cai Li Fo, which one do you learn?"

Before he started to fight the old bottom, he was exposed, Ma Qiang was not annoyed, Cai Lifo is a famous boxer, and there are many people who know it, it is not strange, if Wu Jing didn't open his mouth, he suspected that Ding Xiu had checked them in private, and he found out the characteristics of each martial art clearly.

"Anyone will do a little, please!"

Ding Xiu smiled: "That's good, then try you first."

As the words fell, he stepped out with his front foot, stomped on the wooden floor with a loud bang, and then handed his fist out. Baji stomped his feet, and the back of his hand was strong, and this punch was full of strength.

The distance between the two is less than one meter, and it is not easy to hide or pick up at such a close distance.

Ma strengthened his fist into a palm, and in an instant, he reached forward with one hand, grabbed Ding Xiu's small arm, and his body fell backwards, while his knee poked Ding Xiu's chest. The corners of Ding Xiu's mouth curled up in an arc, his fist opened, his backhand grabbed Ma Qiang's arm, and the other hand slapped down to the incoming knee.

also grabbed the other party's arm, Ma Qiang felt that the strength of the hands on his arm was much greater, and it hurt to grab his arm, which showed that Ding Xiu's strength was greater than his.

This does not bode well.

Ding Xiu didn't have as many thoughts as Ma Qiang, and the moment he grabbed his arm, he turned around, as if he was pulling a sledgehammer, using Ma Qiang's arm as the fulcrum, and forcefully towards his body

After throwing it away.

More than 150 pounds of people flew out four or five meters at once, and in the hall, some people had already closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to see the next tragic situation.

However, Cai Li Fo's people only frowned, and did not show panic and despair.

In the next second, Ma Qiang, who was in the air, twisted his body, and landed firmly with his feet after unloading this power. "Good!"

I don't know who shouted, the people in the hall were very excited, and this one was very beautiful. Even Cai Lifo's old man was relieved.

Ma Qiang heard the voice, and before he had time to laugh, as soon as he looked up, he saw Ding Xiu, who was a few meters away, like a fierce horse, rushing to him in two steps, and at the same time his five fingers were clenched like a target, and his arm was like a spear.

"Eight poles, elbows!"

With an elbow on his chest, Ma Qiang flew out upside down again, this time falling far away, directly into the pile of people eating melons and drinking tea. I can't get up when I climb, my eyes haven't been opened since I was hit, and my face is as pale as paper after I land, and my breathing is weak.

Fortunately, there was a doctor waiting for a long time, and he immediately stepped forward to check his body.

First open the eyelids, look at the pupils with a flashlight, then feel the major arteries and check the heart rate....

"The patient fainted temporarily and was not life-threatening, but he had two broken ribs and needed immediate surgery." Ding Xiu retracted his fist, straightened his body, and arched his hand: "Accept, next."

The atmosphere was a little cold, no one said anything for a while, a group of bigwigs, you look at me, I look at you.

In the corner, a middle-aged man in a black leather coat and sunglasses opened his mouth wide: ", it's so fierce, it seems that my movie is still conservative."