Chapter 107: A Spark Can Fire the Prairies
People who practice martial arts have hills and ravines in their chests, so they naturally don't take it to heart.
The audience began to talk fiercely.
"How does this kid look like black charcoal?"
"It shouldn't be called Taibai Mountain, it should be called Taiheisheng."
"Oops, it's noisy, don't talk, it's going to start."
The field control group, the director group, and the camera group are all in place.
The referee gave an order, and the little black charcoal boy moved.
Different from the honest appearance, the supreme exercise of Taibai Mountain is like a giant axe that breaks the mountain, and it is fierce and domineering.
This move.
Let the scene ignite in an instant!
The audience's eyes were shocked.
So fast!
"Bang-"
The sound of flesh falling to the ground sounded with a muffled sound.
"Agreed—"
The little black charcoal boy retracted his momentum, revealing a row of shiny little white teeth, and stretched out his hand towards the opponent underground.
This hand.
He has been doing farm work all year round, with coarse calluses, and has practiced martial arts for many years, and his knuckles are wide.
The taekwondo instructor who fell to the ground was already stunned!
it!
You kid!
Don't talk about martial arts!
You sneak attack!
Shame on you!
You're cheating!
You shameless!
"Taibai Mountain's No. 1 player wins-"
Drink –
The audience gasped.
"So fast!"
"What kind of kung fu is this? Sanda? ”
"It's so strong!"
Little Black Charcoal has two more hits!
Hu Bin in the background clenched his fists excitedly.
"Director Hu, don't let us beat our own people."
Qiao Yu walked over from the field control.
"You arrange it."
Hu Dao was stunned.
Don't hit your own people.
What do you mean.
He looked at Qiao Yu, to be precise, at the sword in Qiao Yu's hand.
Today, Qiao Yu is still wearing a school uniform.
It looks like I'm coming from school.
This sword is carried, and it is incompatible with the school uniform.
I even think it's a little weird.
Wait a minute!
Director Hu's eyes widened instantly.
"What do you mean?"
it!
You kid.
Where is this the audition for the ring competition.
This kid just wants to make this ring a traditional martial arts VS modern fight!
She wants to rely on this opportunity to prove it to everyone!
Director Hu suddenly thought of that video.
In the ring, the young man was loud and serious.
'Great Xia martial arts, broad and profound, how can you be allowed to slander your beak! ’
That's it.
Let her make everyone's blood boil with her own strength.
Today.
The boy couldn't turn the tide.
But, she was never alone.
Behind her.
It's a spark that ignites the prairie fire.
This fire.
Can you burn it well.
It's all up this time!
It's just a simple audition.
Even Director Hu is selfish, his purpose is to attract investment and sponsorship!
"People who practice martial arts are not competitive, just to prove that my Great Xia martial arts are worthwhile."
Qiao Yu looked at him deeply.
"We won't let you down in this ring."
This ring.
Great Xia, hold on!
This sentence made Director Hu's hand holding the pager tremble slightly.
He twitched his Adam's apple before he spoke.
"The director team, send the number plate over, immediately! Right away! ”
He can do it.
It's on this fire.
Pour boiling oil!
Let this fire burn a little longer!
Under the ring.
The atmosphere has changed.
In the first game, one move to defeat the enemy, not at all dedicated.
The next few fights are just taekwondo vs. sanda, or karate vs. fighting.
You can see it on TV.
The crowd said there was a lack of interest.
It's just that.
I don't know when it started.
It's different!
As soon as a teenager wearing a strong military uniform came on the stage, the audience immediately boiled!
"It's Xiao Heitan, this is a disciple of Taibai Mountain!"
"This is the same as a bear, it must be Kongtong Mountain!"
"Xiaomeishan will win! Well done girls! ”
"This kid is wearing a good bag, and at first glance it looks like it's from Xiaokunshan."
Xiao Kunshan: "."
Not to mention.
The disciple of Xiaokunshan pays the most attention to appearance, a seat in white, holding a light sword, one move and one style, the fairy spirit is fluttering, just one word, handsome!
Compared with black charcoal and strong bears, the temperament and appearance are completely crushed.
But it's handsome!
It's not a bag!
"Xiao Nanshan, Qiao Yu, fortunately—"
Suddenly.
A clear voice interrupts the noise.
Teenagers in school uniforms walked up to the stage.
The warm temperament of the whole body made the audience stunned.
"Xiao Nanshan?"
It's the first time I've heard it.
(End of chapter)