The rest room in the backstage of the martial arts style.

"Master, you punched the warrior monk and a tiger away, you are so handsome!"

"Is it handsome?"

"Very handsome, handsome!"

Bai Xiaoni was talking loudly, she was more excited than the master.

"This punch, what do you say...... Oh yes, twenty years of skill, see who still doubts!" Bai Xiaoni said proudly.

"That's right, no one dares to question it." Gao Meng answered, also very excited, "Those black fans on the scene, I saw that they were speechless one by one, they were very cool, they were all dumbfounded!"

"Haha, it's so funny to see how shocked they look."

While talking, several members of the team sat down to rest for a while, and there was a donation ceremony after a while, no matter whether they won or lost, Jiang Yang donated one million as charity.

"What is the reaction of netizens, there are fewer people spraying, right?" Jiang Yang asked.

The live stream has just ended.

"Hey, boss, see for yourself." Li Lei handed over the phone.

"The warrior monk and the tiger were defeated, how could they be defeated, I am still confused." The first comment I saw, "Haha!" Jiang Yang smiled, "This netizen is still confused."

"A lot, a lot of netizens didn't see it clearly, the referee's voice hasn't fallen yet, it's too fast, don't talk about netizens, I actually didn't see it clearly, and I didn't know what was going on until I watched the replay again." Li Lei sighed.

Jiang Yang smiled and continued to read the comments.

"I didn't expect the warrior monk to be defeated."

"This is the biggest upset in the martial arts world this year."

"The worst defeat of a tiger."

"I'll just say that the strength of the warrior monk and the tiger is not good."

Haha, Jiang Yang laughed again, "Some netizens are saying that the strength of the warrior monk and the tiger is not good, but they didn't say that before."

"Public opinion on the Internet is like this, this time the boss you showed your strength, and you overturned the warrior monk and a tiger with one punch, except for a few brains, all of them have nothing to say." Li Lei said.

"Does anyone else question it?" Jiang Yang asked.

"Yes." Li Lei said with a smile, "There is a brain-dead saying that Yihu received the money and deliberately lost, there are very few such sand sculptures, and most netizens, including black fans, are speechless this time."

"Haha, boss, look at you, this person seems to be a black fan, and he is eating dog food on the live broadcast." Gao Meng laughed on the side.

Live broadcast to eat dog food, that has to be watched.

Jiang Yang, Li Lei, and Bai Xiaoni all came over.

It was Chen Peng who was eating dog food on the live broadcast.

"Are you really eating dog food?" Bai Xiaoni asked with a smile.

"It's true." Gao Meng replied.

"I am willing to lose the bet, Jiang Yang thief knocked out a tiger in ten seconds, I said to eat dog food, and I will do what I say."

, Chen Peng grabbed a handful of dog food and was eating, drinking water while eating.

"Haha, Brother Peng, you really eat dog food!" Wang Yu sent a barrage.

The members of the black fan group were all there, and there was a lot of laughter.

"Brother Peng, what does dog food taste like?"

"It's okay." Chen Peng replied.

"Poof......

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Yu leaned back with a smile, "Wang Yu, you are still laughing, I will eat dog food live, when will you perform a handstand and eat dog food, there is still half a package I left for you."

"What's the matter with me?" Wang Yu's words flickered.

"I have screenshots." Chen Peng threw out a sentence. ….

Wang Yu said that he ate dog food upside down.

"Retreated, retreated."

Wang Yu slipped away directly.

Ha ha!

The black fans laughed again.

"Dog food actually tastes good." It was Bai Xiaoni who spoke.

"Have you eaten?"

Bai Xiaoni nodded, she had a pet.

At that moment, the door opened.

Xia Weiwei and Wang Qiang came back, and they went to visit the warrior monk Yihu.

"How's it going?"

"Boss, the warrior monk Yihu has a broken right hand, and there are no other problems." Wang Qiang replied.

Got it.

After a few more conversations, a few people went out, and there was a donation ceremony.

Originally, the warrior monk Yihu was present with him, but now he did not show up because of his injury.

Even the martial arts show in the afternoon was absent from the warrior monk Yihu.

Many netizens are concerned about the condition of the warrior monk Yihu.

There was no news for this day.

It wasn't until the next day that the agent of the warrior monk Yihu sent a message to disclose the condition of the warrior monk Yihu, in which Yihu was in the hospital with a plaster cast on his right hand.

It also shows that Yihu has a broken arm, and the next martial arts show can't be recorded.

It can't be better without half a year of cultivation.

This also revealed the last doubts of netizens, the warrior monk Yihu was really defeated, and Jiang Yang's thief broke it with a punch.

Wang Yu immediately spread the word to the black fan group.

"I guessed it was a broken bone."

"I watched it several times in the morning, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that Jiang Yang's punch was very good, and he knocked a tiger flying up with one punch, and his feet were off the ground."

"I see the ground too."

"Why is the Jiangyang thief so powerful, even Taisong can't do it with a punch, let's beat the warrior monk and a tiger away, the warrior monk and a tiger weigh 75 kilograms, and his strength is not small."

"Anyway, I can't understand Jiang Yang's thief, whether he is a master or a pretend, I can't tell the difference."

"My analysis." Wang Yu spoke in the group, "Last night I watched all the Jiang Yang thieves, we were all deceived, Jiang Yang thieves have been lying to us all along, so let's put it this way, he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he is an old pit goods."

"It's an old pit goods, and he obviously has the strength to pretend." Chen Peng popped up in the group.

"Why pretend?"

Why, Wang Yu and Chen Peng couldn't figure it out.

"Drop!"

When Wang Yu was watching the group chat, a message popped up on his mobile phone, "Your anchor Jiang Yang thief is live broadcasting."

Hey, Jiang Yang's thief is live.

first said in the group, Wang Yu clicked into the live broadcast room of Jiangyang thief.

The background of the live broadcast room is in a martial arts hall, surrounded by sandbags, wooden stakes, and all kinds of weapons.

"A generation of grandmasters, Mr. Jiang Yang, the No. 1 master in Hunan Province, joined the King of Champions Club and was inaugurated as the chief advisor of martial arts!"

A banner caught Wang Yu's eyes.

A generation of grandmasters.

The more you blow it, the more outrageous it becomes.

Wang Yu had a hunch, with her understanding of the Jiangyang thief, it would not be strange for this guy to play slogans such as "invincible in the world", "the first grandmaster in the world throughout the ages" and "the leader of the martial arts alliance" in the next moment.

If you want to defeat a thunder dragon at the beginning, you dare to say that you are the first master in Hunan Province, and now that you have defeated the warrior monk Yihu, you can't call yourself a "generation of grandmasters". ….

Wang Yu's eyes moved to Jiang Yang's thief, objectively speaking, this guy's image and temperament are not bad, wearing a moon-white martial arts uniform, sitting there, he has a bit of the temperament of a grandmaster.

Of course, you can't care about what he's done in the past, it's not related to the grandmaster at all.

There were reporters, more than a dozen reporters, and forty or fifty club students at the scene, witnessing together.

"Click!"

Reporters are taking pictures.

Jiang Yang and Xia Weiwei, the general manager of the club, signed a letter of appointment respectively, and then the two picked up the letter of appointment together and asked media reporters to take pictures.

"Bang bang!"

The students around applauded warmly.

After the applause stopped, Xia Weiwei spoke, "Thank you very much to the media friends, next is the question time, do you have anything to ask?"

More than a dozen reporters all raised their hands.

Xia Weiwei ordered a male reporter from the sports channel of Southeast TV.

"Jiangyang Da...... Mr. Jiang." The male reporter almost shouted, 'Jiangyang thief, it's over,

After all, this is not the Internet, "Mr. Jiang, there are doubts on the Internet about you defeating the warrior monk Yihu, saying that there are many doubts in this game."

"What's the doubt?" Jiang Yang spoke.

"Everyone's most question is that the strength of the warrior monk and the tiger should not be knocked out in such a short period of time, everyone watched a duel between you and the thunder dragon last week, there is no reason why the warrior monk and the tiger are inferior to the thunder dragon, this is what netizens are puzzled about." The male reporter said.

"Haha!" Jiang Yang smiled, "Your doubts are understandable, I saw that some netizens said that the fight between me and Thunder Dragon was a script, and it was all nonsense."

After a pause, Jiang Yang raised his voice, "Let's put it this way, of course the strength of the Thunder Dragon is not said to be stronger than that of the First Tiger, do you believe the real reason for me?"

"Why?" The male reporter was curious.

Wang Yu, netizens who are watching the live broadcast are also curious, is there anything else that everyone doesn't know?

"I'm merciful to my subordinates who hit the Thunder Dragon, I'm serious, and it's the same KO Thunder Dragon in one second...... Hey, you don't believe that?"

The contemptuous expressions of the journalists.

Lei Long's beaten nose was blue and swollen, and his face was covered with blood, and he said that his subordinates were merciful?

Do you want to thank your men for their mercy?

"I told the truth, you don't believe me." Jiang Yang showed a helpless expression, "Okay, don't blame you, if I say that the warrior monk and a tiger are just three-legged cat kung fu in my eyes, it is really difficult to convince you, so let's do it, today is also a rare opportunity, am I bragging, why don't you personally understand it, this reporter friend, you are also more than one meter eight tall and should have strength, do you want to make a move?"

Jiang Yang looked at the male reporter with a smile.

"No, no!"

The male reporter didn't even think about shaking his head, although he was 1.85 meters, he was a tall man, and he had strength, but if he wanted to say that he had a trick with Jiang Yang, it would definitely not work.

Jiang Yang smiled, "Don't be afraid, if you hit me, I won't fight back, just stand still."

"Come on, everybody."

As they spoke, the reporters stepped back, and the surrounding club students dispersed a little, making way for an open space.

Jiang Yang stood in the center of the venue in a few steps, glanced at the reporters, and said: "Yesterday, I fought with the warrior monk and the tiger, I was a little disappointed, I thought that the golden bell jar cultivated by the warrior monk and the tiger Shaolin lay disciples was a little hot, and it should be able to take my punch, but you can see it, what kind of golden bell jar is this, it is simply a discredit for the martial arts of the golden bell jar." ….

"Today, I would like to take this opportunity to show you the real golden bell jar."

"Wow, fellow journalists, netizens who watched the live broadcast." Xia Weiwei interjected, "This is Mr. Jiang's first public performance of the Golden Bell Jar, and the opportunity is very rare, so you have to watch it carefully."

Not to mention, netizens are really interested.

Netizens who are familiar with the Jiangyang thief know that the Jiangyang thief has always claimed that he has cultivated the golden bell jar, so they listened to him boast, did he really cultivate the golden bell jar?

No one has seen it, and the Jiangyang thief has never performed in public.

He wanted to perform the Golden Bell Jar, and Wang Yu became interested.

Journalists also came to be interested.

"This journalist friend, if you attack me, I won't fight back, let you experience my golden bell jar first." Jiang Yang spoke, and put his hands behind his back.

"You can punch and kick, come on."

The male reporter was still a little hesitant, "I really fight, you don't fight back?"

"If you don't fight back, now that there are so many media reporters, and it's still live, can I still open my eyes and talk nonsense, and besides, you're not a professional martial artist, am I glorious to beat you?" Jiang Yang encouraged.

Also.

"Good!" The male reporter agreed, handed the microphone to his colleague, and walked a few steps forward in front of Jiang Yang.

Roll up your sleeves.

"Did I really fight?"

"You feel free."

After speaking, the male reporter didn't dare to use force, first tentatively punched Jiang Yang in the chest, saw that Jiang Yang was fine, and punched hard the second time

Finish.

"Smack!"

The punch was solid in the chest.

Wow~~

Is it really okay?

The male reporter showed a surprised expression, and his fist hurt a little, as if he had punched a stone.

"With some force, I suggest you hit me on the head, don't be afraid, just tickle me with your little fist." Jiang Yang laughed.

With a breath left, the male reporter punched hard.

The punch hit the bridge of the nose.

After the beating, the male reporter reacted, impulsive, in case he was injured...... Hey, okay?

Jiang Yang was still smiling.

"You...... Are you alright?" The male reporter was a little dumbfounded.

Just one punch, he was very hard.

And it's still a fragile nose bridge, so it's fine.

If you look closely, it's fine.

"This is the Golden Bell Jar?" The male reporter was uncertain.

"That's right." Jiang Yang nodded, "How many more times?"

"Good!"

The male journalist attacked again, targeting the head.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" …… The male reporter punched Jiang Yang's head four or five times in a row, like punching a sandbag.

"Wow, you say this is really fake, it's okay to hit your head like a sandbag?" Wang Yu posted a message in the black fan group.

"Is this male reporter a tooh?" Someone in the group spoke.

"If it's true, there's something about this bell jar."

"Isn't it?"

Several people in the group were a little unconvinced.

The male reporter had already stopped, his expression completely dumbfounded.

Is this all okay?

Don't blame the netizens in the group for being a little unconvinced, but several other reporters at the scene were also a little suspicious when they looked at this male reporter.

After all, they don't believe that Jiangyang thieves are so powerful.

I don't believe there is any golden bell jar.

Times are different, and most people in modern society who say that they have cultivated the golden bell jar will not believe it.

"Other journalists, you can all come up, I'll be a sandbag for a while today, and you can all come and punch me." Jiang Yang spoke.

Can every journalist give it a try?

"I'll give it a try." Immediately, a reporter raised his hand.

"Come on, don't believe yourself to experience it."

The reporter stepped forward.

Just when the reporters were curious and stepped forward, there was a traffic light one kilometer away from the club, and a big G.

In the car sat a man in his early thirties with glasses.

This man's face is a little similar to Xia Weiwei, he is Xia Weiwei's brother Xia Ming, not long after he came back from Shou'er, he was going to the club to personally meet the so-called "No. 1 master in Hunan Province" invited by his sister for a while.

"Mr. Xia, look." A female assistant next to her was watching the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

Xia Ming's eyes moved to the live broadcast screen, a reporter was attacking Jiang Yang with a punch, Jiang Yang was motionless, and let the reporter fight.

"Is the bell jar really fake?" The female assistant asked curiously.

"The small skills of carving insects are just to frighten some powerless reporters." Xia Ming was dismissive.

In other words, I don't think there's anything wrong with this.

Boiled wine on the stone