This group of people stood up, and Huo Yunting's eyelids twitched, what's the matter, is this for him to fight a wheel war?

The judges, who were sorting out the materials from the stage, were shocked when they saw "Oh" stand up all of a sudden, and they thought that these people were going to rise up.

When I asked, I found out that I wanted to try Huo Yunting, Ren Qiu Chuanwu.

There's no way, the word Chuanwu is too high.

With this kind of name, it represents the highest level of domestic martial arts.

Even Old Man Yu, who has been practicing swords for decades, is only nicknamed the Sword Saint, and he does not dare to take on the name of this martial arts.

For the hundreds of practitioners in the studio, Huo Yunting is a fragrant bait.

It's still the kind with meat.

Although this Ren Qiu Chuanwu's two-time championship record, everyone knows that this fragrant dumpling is thorny.

But it can't be helped, the temptation is too great, even with thorns, they want to go up and take a bite.

Seeing that these people were not coming for them, Zhang Xiaohai and the others relieved themselves and quickly withdrew from the stage one by one, leaving the venue to these practitioners.

Otherwise, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and when these judges saw that they were going to fight in the ring, they simply sat down in the audience to watch.

Looking at this group of people who practiced martial arts with blazing eyes, Wu Binle smiled, "Xiao Huo, if you win today, the name of Renqiu Chuanwu, I will give you a coffin, you can afford it." ”

"If someone threatens you with this matter, the Chinese Martial Arts Association will make the decision for you. I, the vice-chairman, still have some authority. ”

This is true, he and Mr. Yu represent the highest point of domestic martial arts.

In terms of civil authority, Yu Chenghui can be said to be the first person.

In terms of official authority, Wu Bin can be said to be the first person.

Civil certification, not enough.

If you add the official certification, no one dares to disagree.

"I said Lao Wu, you're really shameless, fifty people beat one in Yunting, what's the matter? Are you on what you can do? Liu Baoshan was a little angry.

"Fifty people are going head-to-head one by one, and if more than half of them are beaten, I will recognize him as Ren Qiu Chuanwu."

Wu Bin's expression was true, not joking, and Liu Baoshan was not easy to say.

He glanced at the people standing up in the audience.

"Later, I will select fifty good players from here, as long as you can play half of them, Ren Qiu Chuanwu, I admit it."

Huo Yunting was a little helpless, and glanced sideways in the direction of Zhang Debang and Zhang Han, the two of them stared at the crotch of their pants with their heads lowered, looking like "I didn't hear anything".

After two calf things, it's really unreliable.

scolded in his heart, but he had to nod, "Okay, Master Wu, let me also see these fifty good players." ”

"To be honest, our actual combat experience is also limited, and the most we can do on weekdays is to compare with ourselves."

This is true, the shadow is a derivative of him, and it is not a lie to say that he is fighting against himself.

I just don't know if Wu Bin can pick out these fifty people, can he stand up to the movie?

Wu Bin smiled, "Then you can be careful, their opponents on weekdays are real people." ”

patted Huo Yunting on the shoulder, and then got up to select these fifty opponents.

Fifty people are still within Huo Yunting's tolerance.

Originally, there were about a hundred people who stood up, but now that half of them are removed, he has a lot less pressure.

Wu Bin called this group of people down and selected them one by one, and after a while, fifty opponents were selected.

"Master Huo, please."

Huo Yunting didn't speak, three steps and one step, one flew onto the stage, "Which one comes first?" ”

"Me!"

A tall and thin man in a practice uniform jumped up with an arrow and arched his hand.

"The 8th World Wushu Championships Taijiquan Champion, Zhou Bin."

Huo Yunting also arched his hand randomly, "Ren Qiu Chuanwu." ”

Today, if you can't hide from your own fifty, then you can't lose this momentum.

"Good boy, that's crazy." Wu Bin in the audience couldn't help but shout.

then poked Liu Baoshan beside him.

"Don't worry, Lao Liu, I'll look at it, until the point is reached, I will definitely not be able to hurt your precious apprentice."

"Hmph, I'm not the only one who has master."

Wu Bin was a little surprised, "Oh? What's the matter, isn't that 'Hundred Masters Passing on Martial Arts' fake? ”

I don't know who came out of this news, saying that hundreds of masters went to Huo Yunting's house together to teach them what they had learned all their lives.

But he just listened to it for fun.

Not to mention whether you can learn it for the time being, what hundreds of masters have learned all their lives can be taught in one day?

It was Wu Bin who had always been skeptical about this matter.

"I don't know if there are hundreds, but there must be dozens anyway."

Liu Baoshan crossed his hands together and pursed his lips, "You just wait and see." ”

On the stage, Huo Yunting and Zhou Bin fought back and forth, both of them were tentative.

Since he dared to take the name of Qiu Chuanwu, there must be something, and Zhou Bin did not dare to act rashly.

The two of you and I were tempting, and the judges in the audience were puzzled.

One is a world champion, the other is a representative of Chuanwu, how can they fight like children?

Seeing that the judges in the audience were confused, Zhou Bin gritted his teeth, he couldn't wait.

I was the first to play, so I had to make a good start. Even if you don't say win, you can't lose too ugly.

With a false fist with his left arm, he stepped forward and quickly flew up with a kick, Huo Yunting blocked with his arm, and he was full of strength for this kick.

"Smack!"

"Good!"

"Brother Zhou is awesome!"

Listening to the applause and cheers from the audience, Zhou Bin also smiled slightly.

Huo Yunting, on the other hand, frowned and reopened his distance.

This kick was really unexpected.

I really didn't expect this to happen.

This strength is actually ...... It's a little lighter.

The speed is also a bit unsatisfactory.

The reason why I didn't dodge and took this kick just now was to see the strength and speed of the world champion.

Some let him down.

Zhou Bin didn't know what Huo Yunting was thinking, he just thought that he couldn't keep up with his speed by carrying that kick with all his might, and his confidence in his heart increased greatly.

was about to poke his palm with a rising sun, when he suddenly saw the other party stabbing him in the left rib with a palm.

Hurriedly put away this move, and then lunge forward, planning to use the classic move of Tai Chi, the five horses to knock him down.

The response is also average.

Huo Yunting commented in his heart.

Hooked his forearm to stop at his chest, ready to buckle it down, but he didn't expect Huo Yunting to suddenly poke his throat with a hand as fast as an afterimage.

"Ahh

The sound is not loud, but it can poke in the throat. The sound can be poked out to show how much effort it takes.

Subsequently, Zhou Bin's limbs weakened and he collapsed to the ground.

"Gross! Ahem, cough, cough - vomit! ”

I retched a few times, but I didn't vomit anything, but I really couldn't get up again when I fell to the ground.

The skills are also average, a little something, but still a little fancy.

Looking at Zhou Bin lying on the ground, Huo Yunting made a final evaluation.

What a ruthless hand!

Wu Bin gasped.

"Master Zhou, I agreed." Huo Yunting arched his hand and helped Zhou Bin up.

Zhou Bin's face was ugly, he smiled reluctantly, and he was helped off the stage by someone with his hands arched.

Closing his eyes slightly, he gave his final assessment of all aspects of the World Champion.

Not bad.

It's just not bad.

Now he has a clear and clear idea of what he is capable of.

Just the physical function of the prime of life, the understanding of martial arts over half a hundred years old, when these two things are combined, it may be really difficult for him to lose.

I opened my eyes and looked at the rest of the forty-nine.

"Who else practices Tai Chi?"

"Me."

"Me."

Huo Yunting nodded, "Let's go together." ”

"Old Headmaster, this is a bit crazy." The big guy next to Liu Baoshan couldn't help it.

"Just won a World Championship and floated like this for him? Pick out which of these fifty is not a world champion-level figure? ”

"Boy, you don't understand."

Wu Bin's eyes were full of astonishment, and he shook his head with emotion.

"He just used Zhou Bin as a reference, and now, he is sure. To conserve physical strength. ”

Damn, it seems that this kid really doesn't have much actual combat experience.

What they did was a bit like what they would do when they started a sect in the Republic of China at that time.

Break through the mountain gate.

It's just that people break through the level, and they only win a few. Huo Yunting wants to win twenty-five.

This physical exertion may not be able to keep up, but letting a few people work together can save some effort.

"Master Huo, let's go together, have you thought about it?"

One of the men couldn't help but ask, "He is the runner-up of the 7th World Taiji, and I am the 7th World Taiji Champion." ”

Huo Yunting nodded, "I know, come here." ”

The two of them held their breath in their hearts and took the stage with the encouragement of the remaining forty-seven.

The two of them reported their names, but Huo Yunting was still the same.

"Ren Qiu Chuanwu."

Knowing what level these people are about, Huo Yunting didn't leave his hand this time.

After the two sides greeted each other, they stepped forward and flew up with a wave of wind to swing their lotus leaf legs, sweeping at the neck of one of them.

The force was so great that the sound of the head hitting the stage floor echoed.

The other man tried to save him, but he swept him over with one leg, crossed his legs around his neck, and strangled the remaining man with scissor legs.

The neck of the person who was strangled by the scissor leg was red, and finally he couldn't breathe, so he repeatedly said that he would admit defeat.

It only took 30 seconds for two more people to fall.

Huo Yunting helped the two people who were weak and dizzy to get off the stage, and rubbed his shoulders, "Who else?" ”

No one spoke now.

After a long time, a person stood up with his arm raised, "Master Huo, do you dare to compete with weapons?" ”

"Okay, you can compare it to anything."

"Sword match!"

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, I just don't know if we have weapons here." ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Zhang Xiaohai, who had an interesting face, pushed his glasses and hurriedly spoke.

"Xiao Zhao, take my key to the backstage and let a few masters pick up weapons."

He really didn't expect these two games to be so exciting.

I didn't get enough of it!

The man named Xiao Zhao ran to the backstage with the key, and a few half-sized children followed him to move, and after a while, rows of weapon racks were moved.

The man who said he wanted to compare swords spread out his hands, "Master Huo, you choose first." ”

Huo Yunting was not polite, he glanced up and down a few rows of weapons, and finally fixed his gaze and walked towards the middle row.

And then—

"Mori~"

A two-handed sword was pulled out by him.

Looking at the man's somewhat stunned eyes, Huo Yunting smiled, "I play with two-handed swords." ”

Fifteen seconds, the man who proposed to compete with the sword was once again beheaded by Huo Yunting.

It's just that this time it's not just Wu Bin, even Liu Baoshan was shocked.

"Lao Liu, is that the fuck Yu Chenghui's old man's two-handed mantis sword?"

"I'm not blind, I can't see what's wrong?"

Wu Bin twitched his head, "This old boy ......"

The rest of the people, two or three together, or individually.

More than anything, knives, guns, sticks, sticks, fists and feet, all kinds of kung fu.

Without exception, they were all beaten down by Huo Yunting one by one.

Originally, the group of people who were shouting and cheering and waiting to see Huo Yunting, Ren Qiu's martial arts joke, were silent.

Zhang Debang and Zhang Han, who were originally looking down at the crotch of their pants, straightened their chests.

Liu Baoshan is happier the more he looks at it, and he can't close his smile.

Because he saw Huo Yunting's six-in-one gun, it was amazing.

What I have learned all my life is not in vain.

As for Wu Bin, he was quite silent.

When I made such a show today, I had some contradictions in my heart.

It's really too much to let him pick fifty.

But he had the hope in his heart that Huo Yunting could win, so he set a requirement for him to win if he had fought twenty-five times.

But now looking at the elites cultivated by these martial arts schools one by one, none of them survived four rounds under Huo Yunting, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The so-called gains and losses are probably like this.

"I said Lao Wu, there are only three of your fifty masters left, and you are still fighting? Isn't twenty-five a win? ”

Wu Bin was silent for a long time, "He has indeed won, but he didn't stop here." ”

"Hehe, the old thing can't afford to lose." Liu Baoshan smiled, "Playing a scoundrel~"

Wu Bin pursed his lips and didn't speak.

What the hell are these martial arts schools teaching?

Fifty people can't stop this kid?

Grandma's, I'll draft it when I go back, and I'll fucking have to pull this standard up for me!

On the stage, the sweaty Huo Yunting was holding a long stick, and swept away the two of them with a move of the white snake spitting out the letter, and now, there is only one left.

Fighting fifty people in a row is really tiring.

The upper body has long been taken off, and the more I fight, the stronger the fierceness in my heart becomes, and I can't vent it.

"Hoo ......"

With a long exhale, throwing away the long stick in his hand, Huo Yunting looked at his last opponent in the audience.

"Come up, brother."

"What are you waiting for? You're the only one left. ”

The expression on the face of the man in the audience didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he thought about it with a bitter face, and finally said with a puff of teeth, "Let's compare fists and feet." ”

His grandmother's, she just took advantage of her free time to come here with the master to go through the motions, take a look, why is there such a thing?

Who knew that this Qiu Chuanwu was really a fierce god.

Huo Yunting lazily arched his hand and said the words that have not changed for ten thousand years, "Ren Qiu passes on martial arts." ”

The man arched his hand with a bitter face, "Wu Jing." ”

ps: I'm out doing my homework, it's a little late, but it's still more finished

"It's really difficult to be the mastermind behind the scenes in the world of Kexue" reasoning the original intent, not water daily, not following the plot, not stepping on it, vest flow

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