Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Reversed Script

"What do you call it? Why fight me? Master Yonglin asked with a kind face.

"My surname is Liu! If your moves work against me, then you are really a master, and if it doesn't, everyone's eyes will be bright, and we will drown you with a mouthful of spit. ”

Master Yonglin withdrew the microphone and ordered several security guards and disciples to put the young man down.

"Xiao Liu, you are still young, don't blame those who don't know, if you go through the competition, you think my kung fu is real, I hope you will explain your misunderstanding clearly to the camera."

"Okay, I'll let you deal with me if I lose, but if you lose, get out of the stage immediately."

As he spoke, Xiao Liu took off his clothes.

His shirt was covered with large, strong muscles.

No one could see that Xiao Liu belonged to the type of thin and fleshy when he was dressed.

The audience was amazed, compared to Yonglin's thin physique, Xiao Liu did belong to the level of Mr. Bodybuilder.

The cry gave Xiao Liu more confidence, and he raised his fists high.

"I have been practicing boxing for more than ten years, and it is easy to beat a liar like you, with no eyes in your fists and feet, let's kill or injure you, dare you make a promise to the camera."

Yonglin smiled and nodded, not refusing.

When everything was over, Xiao Liu showed a boxing posture, punched a few punches in the air to bring the wind, and after a short warm-up, he jumped and forced Yonglin.

Master Yonglin put his hands behind his back, looking relaxed.

Xiao Liu was unceremonious, and a heavy punch slammed into Yonglin's face.

The fist hangs in the wind, as if a punch is about to divide the winner and loser.

Everyone was engrossed, expecting the master's return move.

A few inches away from the target, Xiao Liu's movements suddenly stopped.

It's hard to move forward with your fists.

I don't know when there was an extra finger on the fist.

Yonglin had already controlled Xiao Liu with one index finger.

Things turned extremely fast.

"Come!"

The master's fingers trembled, as if sending out an invisible air current.

Xiao Liu's eyes immediately rolled white, his muscles jumped suddenly, and his feet jumped back vigorously.

The master's fingers seemed to be glued to his fist, and no matter how hard he pushed back, he couldn't get out of the master's control.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

No one expected the change to be so fast.

A few minutes ago, there was a boo, and those who made Yonglin go down open their mouths wide.

With just one move and one finger, Master Yonglin tossed the young man surnamed Liu, who weighed much more than him, like this.

Chen Zhan held his breath: Could it be that I misunderstood before, the master really has miraculous skills?

"Let's go!"

Master Yonglin's index finger was sent forward.

Xiao Liu was pardoned and retracted his fists backwards, but he couldn't hold back his footsteps, retreated backwards, didn't even stop at the edge of the stage, and flew off the stage directly.

The whole person fell to the ground heavily, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yonglin's skill was astonishing.

Those who didn't believe in him before now do.

There was applause.

There are many gifts in the live broadcast room.

Everyone is brushing up on the master's real kung fu.

Xiao Liu was carried by the security guard to first aid.

Everyone at the scene was boiling, reaching the peak of the atmosphere tonight.

Someone shouted to sign up immediately.

The staff of the Yonglin team were smiling, and they initiated the enrollment contract at the audience and collected the money on the spot.

The people at the scene experienced this scene and enthusiastically signed up.

Not only did they pay the deposit, many people paid the full tuition fee of 38888 on the spot, and they also helped their relatives sign up for this course, just to accept the true transmission of the master.

Dozens of staff members were overwhelmed, and more than 100 enrollment contracts were signed in the blink of an eye.

Looking at this atmosphere, just in the scene, the turnover is enough to exceed 10 million, not including watching the live broadcast and online registration.

Master Yonglin laughed heartily and made a gesture to invite all directions.

"I'm always welcome to come up and try, and I'm happy to learn from you."

People no longer have any doubts, how can anyone dare to go up, the master's kung fu is so fierce, it is light to be beaten and vomit blood.

Yonglin was talking and laughing, only to feel that a very discordant shadow was approaching him.

He suddenly turned his head, and a man had already come to his side.

Chen Zhan's eyes were red, and he bowed deeply towards Master Yonglin.

"Master, I want to learn Qigong."

Master Yonglin was very strange, he didn't expect that there would be outsiders who dared to take the stage.

But he still said very kindly:

"This VIP, you can just sign up for our class, I will teach in person in the class, and we will start the class as soon as next week."

"No, I can't wait."

Chen Zhan lowered his head, and a gloomy mood emanated.

"What do you want to do?" Yonglin put down the microphone.

"As you just said, anyone is welcome to come up and learn from you."

"Oh? Are you sparring or messing around? Master Yonglin showed a playful expression.

Chen Zhan tilted his head and looked at the master with an inquiring face.

"Like Xiao Liu just now, is it okay?"

"Don't joke with your life, he's seriously injured......"

"I am also willing to make a life and death contract, no matter what happens to me, the responsibility is all on me."

The moment before rushing onto the stage, Chen Zhan figured it all out.

Today, it seems that Yonglin's personal lecture is held here, and the rehearsal and division of labor in it are far more elaborate than he imagined.

Everything is strictly in accordance with the process.

Every person on the field is an actor, how to be knocked down by Yonglin, how to look good, and how many laps to fall, all have a limit on the number.

Even Xiao Liu's seat was arranged rigidly, and the script required him to sit at the very edge of the first row, so he had to grab Chen Zhan's position.

Originally, Chen Zhan was willing to become one of the many leeks, and planned to cooperate with the master's performance to brush out the skills in the martial arts egg.

But after Xiao Liu was knocked off the stage and most of the audience were fooled, Chen Zhan couldn't help it.

The scam may seem simple, but most of them are instigated by the "live atmosphere group", and few people can really not blindly follow the herd.

Who doesn't want to learn peerless martial arts that can dominate the crowd with one finger?

watched Master Yonglin defraud tens of millions of money with the help of a simple script.

Chen Zhan is really uneasy.

This is a thousand times more than the high-priced souvenirs of the Hidden Holy Temple.

Now he is an outlier, and the vast majority of people believe that this master relies on real kung fu to achieve fame and fortune.

Peerless martial arts, seven points of practice, two points of enlightenment.

Whether Yonglin is true or not, let's see if it's practiced.

"Master, should I take off my clothes too?"

Chen Zhan rolled up his sleeves, revealing his slender arms.

The master has a compassionate face.

"You're skinny, you're susceptible to serious injuries, I'm taking pity on you,"

Afraid I'll get hurt? Why didn't you leave those apprentices behind, or did they not get hurt at all.

But he is very humble in his mouth.

"Master, I will experience and learn at the same time, please use the kung fu just now to me again."

Chen Zhan's modest attitude made Master Yonglin question.

He turned his head and whispered to the top disciple who was in charge of arranging this matter.

"You arranged him too?"

The eldest disciple looked suspicious, he also had disciples and subordinates, and he didn't need to do things himself.

I feel that Chen Zhan's appearance is unfamiliar, but the position where he is sitting is correct, it is indeed the first row to the side, and a stool is inexplicably added next to it.

The script given states that the actor must go on stage to complete the specified content, otherwise he will not only not get paid, but will also have to pay between three and a hundred times the cost of the performance, depending on the plot.

So it makes sense to invite two actors to go on stage in a row.

"Could it be that the people below have arranged an extra actor?" The eldest disciple said vaguely.

Yonglin's anger surged, and it was not easy to attack.

"You guys really don't have to worry about doing things, forget it, I'll try him."

Yonglin's fingers were like lightning, and they hit Chen Zhan's head at once.