Chapter 423: You're Tai Chi

There are a large number of applicants for the King of Fighters, which is divided into several rings, and tickets are sold on the spot, one hundred and eighteen, and you can watch it for a day at a time, and the price is not expensive.

At the same time, the webcast room is also in full swing, with more than one million viewers online at its peak.

One of the most fierce was the defeat of Taijiquan Liu Baoguo.

The most watched in this game is not that the battle is exciting, on the contrary, it is that it was lost too quickly, and it was defeated in just three rounds of Taijiquan.

It can be seen through the video playback that in the picture, 35-year-old Wang Xiaodong walked onto the stage with short sleeves and shorts, without any protective gear in his hands, and he was playing in the Chuanwu group.

Because the pair of "enemies" on the stage are old acquaintances, they usually scold each other on the Internet, and the program team specially prepared commentators for the two of them.

"We can see that now it is Wang Xiaodong, 35 years old, 1.72 meters tall, weighing 70 kilograms, in his words, an amateur boxer."

"Professional boxers are prohibited from participating in this tournament, so the audience can rest assured that there is no problem with Player Xu's past, he himself has never participated in any professional-level competitions, and he is indeed an amateur."

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Xiaodong, I'm here today to fight fakes, the master of fighting fakes!"

On the edge of the ring, Wang Xiaodong was hoarse at the camera.

He's been holding back for too long.

He had been fighting with the people of Mixed Yuan Taiji on the Internet before, but the other party did not accept the challenge, and netizens who did not know the truth also scolded him together, he wanted to use his strength to prove that the other party was nothing more than that, but there was no chance.

The King of Fighters will let him get what he wants.

Today, I will beat the other party all over the ground and find teeth.

"Director, cut the shot."

"The next person to appear is Liu Baoguo of Hun Yuan Tai Chi Gate, 38 years old, 1.65 meters tall, 55 kg in weight, under Hun Yuan Tai Chi, practicing martial arts for more than 30 years."

"Master Liu once had a record of one dozen and three, and usually a one-meter-eight adult can't walk a single move in his hands, and his unique mastery is Tai Chi whip."

"It is said that you can send out six consecutive whips in an instant, making the opponent unguardable."

"Host, give the microphone to Master Liu, let the master say a few words."

"Master Liu, do you have anything to say about Wang Xiaodong's words?"

"It's useless to be high, young people are good at themselves, there are some things you haven't seen, it doesn't mean they don't exist."

Liu Baoguo, who was dressed in a white Tai Chi suit, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the audience immediately cheered and nodded frequently.

"That's right, some things have not been seen, it does not mean that they do not exist, Tai Chi has internal strength, and Baji also has it, you can't say that people are fake just because Wang Xiaodong has not seen it, then Ding Xiu also practices Bajiquan, is he also fake? It's a real record. ”

"When I was a child, my grandfather in his eighties could carry a burden of more than 100 catties to drive more than 30 miles into the city, and he also practiced boxing, in his words, just basic skills."

"Wudang Mountain Song Daochang performed light skills, and jumped down from a height of more than ten meters in a row to understand, is there no internal function?"

"The martial arts style next door, the warrior monk and the tiger, defeated I don't know how many masters with Shaolin boxing in one hand, are they also fake?"

"Wang Xiaodong is still too arrogant, there are so many masters of national art since ancient times, just the batch of the Republic of China, there are many names and surnames, and people's records are also real, you can't say that Chuanwu is a liar because there are fewer masters now."

Listening to the sounds around him, Liu Baoguo smiled slightly, and everything was silent.

On the other side, Wang Xiaodong is not annoyed, he has seen too many scenes of this kind, his original intention is to fight fakes, the master of fighting fakes, he has never said that the transmission of martial arts is fake.

But the other party always said that he was fighting Chuanwu, and that Chuanwu was fake.

At first, he explained, but then he simply didn't explain, it's all up to today, whether it's true or not, you will know if it's a fight.

"Without further ado, please take your seats."

"Everyone, dragon fight, start now!"

The referee of this scene was Zhang Wei, who was dressed in a straight suit and said solemnly to the two: "Remember the rules, don't insert your eyes, kick your lower body, attack your neck, and your temples." ”

"At any time, please stop the competition as soon as you hear the referee's whistle, understand?"

"Understood!"

"I understand!"

"Let's get started!"

As Zhang Wei's gesture fell, the two on the stage suddenly distanced themselves.

In fact, from Zhang Wei's point of view, he knows that this is a rookie drama that the program team uses to attract attention.

One side is 1.75 meters and weighs 70 kilograms, and the other side is 1.65 meters and less than 60 kilograms.

It's not a grade at all.

Even if the strength is equal, this physique will be a dimensionality reduction blow.

Not to mention that this big brother of Mixed Yuan Taiji is thin and weak, his steps are vain, his eyes are blank, and he has never practiced at first glance.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaodong has fighting footwork at his feet, although there are not many, but it can be seen that he has practiced for a few days and is indeed an amateur.

This kind of person may be knocked out in minutes when he fights professionally, but there is no problem at all in beating ordinary people.

So there will be no suspense in this game at all.

"Whew!"

Moving slowly forward, Wang Xiaodong took a deep breath, his eyes stared at the opposite side, and he didn't dare to be careless with the protective fist in front of him.

Although he knew that the other party's strength was not good and he was a fake master, he was still a little worried, after all, he had never fought before.

In case, there is a 1 in 10,000 chance that the other party really has two hits.

Give him a blow with that amazing six-whip, isn't he finished calfing?

So he didn't rush to attack, but slowly approached, seizing opportunities and flaws to hit another surprise.

However, after waiting for more than ten seconds, the other party had no intention of making the first move, which made him a little impatient.

Listening to the urging sound in the audience in his ears, he didn't care, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward one by one, ready to make a combo of punching his face with his left fist and his liver with his right fist.

"Bang!"

The left fist landed on the opponent's face, and a solid feeling came from the fist, with a slight crisp sound.

"Got it? So easy? ”

Worried about fraud, Wang Xiaodong quickly jumped back.

Sure enough, under his gaze, the other party stood motionless, as if nothing had happened.

"Cow Pi!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaodong was dumbfounded, and there were huge waves in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to really have two hits, although his punch was tentative, but the punch power was not small, how could there be nothing at all.

Is there really internal strength in the world? ’

'Am I wrong?' ’

Wang Xiaodong's worldview collapsed.

What he had been insisting on had become a joke under this punch.

In an instant, a wry smile appeared at the corner of Wang Xiaodong's mouth, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Just because I haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist, it's really my ......"

"Bang!"

Before the words fell, I saw Liu Baoguo's body shaking, and he couldn't stand on his feet as if he had drunk a few catties of fake wine, and he fell to the ground with a plop and rolled his eyes.

Wang Xiaodong: "......"

(End of chapter)