Looking at Yoichi Yamazaki's expression, Huo Yunting waved his hand, "I'm okay, I don't have an opinion." ”

Seeing this, Huang Baiming didn't say much anymore, and beckoned Hong Jinbao to go to the play.

Yoichi Yamazaki was also overjoyed, bowed vigorously and thanked him, Huang Baiming ignored him and turned around to find Ye Weixin.

"His grandmother's also instructed me."

Hong Jinbao called Huo Yunting and the ten judo masters over and told them what the requirements of this scene were.

The group of judo masters had a kind face, and they kept telling the interpreter that they wanted Huo Yunting not to keep his hand, and Hong Jinbao, who listened to it, was a little unhappy.

What does it mean to ask the other party not to keep their hands, that is, they won't keep their hands either?

These people don't want to invite Master Huo to eat a meal of hob meat and run away, right? How much is the liquidated damages?

After thinking about it again and again, I thought it was better to be safer, so I reminded, "Everyone, let's get to the point, this place is a little far from the hospital." ”

The interpreter relayed the words, and the ten men nodded frequently, and then strode back to their seats on the tatami mats.

Huo Yunting was also about to go to the court, but was pulled by Hong Jinbao, "Hey, I said Master Huo, there are a few judo champions among these people." Although it is not a formal competition and the scale is not very large, it is a championship after all. ”

"Don't worry, big brother, I know it." patted Hong Jinbao on the shoulder, and Huo Yunting walked on the stage happily.

It's still the same, this fight scene is just to run in with each other first, and try to test it. But seeing the two groups of people sneering at each other, Ye Weixin's heart was furious.

What are you laughing at one by one, is it possible that I still have to order a few coffins.

So he strode to the center of the field and loudly reaffirmed that safety was the first priority.

Just looking at the expressions of these people, you can know that they didn't take his words to heart.

One by one, they don't have a long memory, waiting to go to the hospital to get a plaster, Ye Weixin scolded angrily in his heart, and sat on his chair with a stomach full of anger.

Seeing Hong Jinbao commanding loudly, a thoughtful expression suddenly appeared on his face, "Master Chen, which of them do you think can win?" ”

On the one hand, he is relying on the strength of the crowd, and on the other hand, he is strong in martial arts, these eleven people meet together, who loses and who wins, he is actually very curious.

"Let's see who keeps the hand." Chen Zhihui thought for a while, and added, "Even if you keep your hand, it's still a little difficult to hit ten at once." Although Master Huo once had a record of a dozen and fifty at the rehearsal site of the Spring Festival Gala, it was also a wheel battle-"

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, Master Chen, don't scare me, a dozen fifty? You're not kidding me, are you? Ye Weixin almost slipped off the chair, and quickly confirmed with Chen Zhihui again.

"What are you lying to, those martial arts schools that participated in the Spring Festival Gala, the art troupe will know if you ask. It's going crazy. ”

While the two were talking, the lighting team on the second floor finally adjusted the headlights, and several beams of strong light hit the middle of the underground fighting arena, and a light rose from the gloomy fighting arena.

Huo Yunting rolled up his sleeves, dressed in black clothes and trousers, and stood directly below the white light, and this momentum surged up all of a sudden.

In the technical terms of their director, what is this called? Picture language? The use of color? He can't say what kind of atmosphere can be created by using lighting to create an atmosphere, anyway, his intuition tells him that it will definitely look good when shot like this.

Taking a deep breath, he gave a thumbs up to Hong Jinbao, who nodded, and then his strong and loud voice echoed through the room.

“action！”

Yoichi Yamazaki also took a deep breath at this time, relieving the tension in his heart, and it was finally coming.

Ip Man strode to the middle of the ring, looked around, and then shouted, "I'm going to challenge 10!" ”

"Are you crazy? Don't do that. ”

"I'm going to hit ten!" The voice sounded like a bell, rough and wild. Echoes echo in this underground arena.

Li Zhao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

What a fierce voice.

Sato, who was located on the 2nd floor, also quickly shouted, "The 5th Division! One class! Three shifts! Class 5! ”

In the next second, ten people with evil aura in their eyebrows and eyes stood up in a "sku" shape to surround Ye Man.

Then put on a posture together, "Drink!" ”

Ip Man's face was grim and he arched his hands, this was the last trace of respect he could show as a martial artist.

"Ah!!h

With a shout, one person behind him took the lead, and a high-altitude roundhouse kick went straight to Ip Man's head, and then the other nine people also moved quickly and ran towards Ip Man.

This kick is really not up to standard, it really pinched him as a soft persimmon, Huo Yunting snorted coldly, and a leg hugging fell him to the ground.

The man felt that his body was falling apart, his internal organs had changed positions, and as soon as his eyes were focused, he saw a pitch-black sole rushing towards his head.

When he closed his eyes like death, his heart went into slight arrest, and finally he only felt a gust of wind blowing across his face, and the soles of his shoes gently rubbed against the tip of his nose.

One move and one defeat.

If it weren't for Huo Yunting's hand, I'm afraid his head would have exploded into a flower on the ground by now.

One move overturned, and the remaining nine people were a little confused, and the momentum began to decline a little.

Not to mention other false names, just in reality, Huo Yunting's two karate championships are real. Although these people had already expected in their hearts that Huo Yunting would be stronger than they imagined, no one thought that they would overturn one with one move.

Is it because the opponent is too strong or is it because of a teammate's mistake?

As the saying goes, hesitation will lead to defeat, and as soon as this action slows down, Huo Yunting seizes the opportunity.

Hit the face with the elbow, cut the neck with the hand, and open the bow from side to side with both hands, all of which beckoned to the head. For a while, there was a constant crackling sound in the small arena.

"Good guys, these little devils really don't have any hands left, they are ruthless enough."

Xiong Dailin on the side was watching with relish, and suddenly heard Old Man Ye beside her come to such a sentence, and she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart, "Mr. Ye, has Teacher Huo always had the upper hand?" Why do you say that the other party is ruthless? ”

Ye Zhun waved his hand, "It's your first time filming a martial arts scene, with one enemy and many scenes, you may not understand." ”

"Generally speaking, in a scene with many enemies, one or two people go to fight first, and then a few more are beaten down, and the cycle repeats, consuming everyone to death. Here's how it goes. ”

The problem with this style of play is that only the protagonist and a few villains are doing it, and the rest of the people are dangling around, and when the ones who fight against the protagonist lose, they will come back to a few more, so that they will look stupid.

It is said that Cheng Long is because this style of play is too fake and clumsy, so he developed a furniture city-style style of play.

When there are many enemies, let a group of people chase him, and solve them one by one while running, and only one or two people are left in the end. In this way, it is not only clear that there are many enemies in the filming, but also the picture performance is very beautiful.

Of course, these are rumors circulating through the grapevine.

Xiong Dailin nodded thoughtfully, she felt as if she had touched the problem, but she didn't seem to understand it.

Seeing that she was still a little ignorant, Ye Zhun simply picked it out directly, "Look at Master Huo beating these few, ten people will do it together." Hey, no, it's nine people, how come there is one of them fishing in troubled waters? ”

Let Ye Zhun say this, Xiong Dailin suddenly realized that she understood what the problem was.

The problem is that these people are really 10 people together.

"But...... Why did the 10 of them go on together, and they didn't leave any hands, but they still let Mr. Huo beat him so badly? ”

After thinking about it, he added, "Could it be that these ten people have some hidden killing moves?" ”

She is not involved in the martial arts circle, but she has also heard of any moves that change rapidly. From the current point of view, no matter what you say, it is Teacher Huo who has the upper hand, and those fists are as fast as the wind, only seeing the afterimage and the sound of crackling.

"Well, you're thinking too much." Ye Zhun shook his head, did he sigh with some emotion, "I can't bear this teammate's brain pit." ”

"The first move to meet is to come directly to the high-altitude roundhouse kick, and the whole body is full of flaws."

The two of them chattered, and Huo Yunting had already knocked down a few more people.

A move of the arm grappling clasped one, making him grin in pain, and then punched him in the chest, falling to the ground and gasping for breath.

"Master Yip, Wing Chun still has a grappling?" Fan Shaohuang, who was squatting on the side, had a keen eye, and found that the hand that Huo Yunting used to grab it didn't seem to be right.

Although he doesn't understand Wing Chun, but after a few months in the crew, he can be regarded as knowing a little bit about it, although he doesn't know much, but he also knows that Wing Chun doesn't seem to be captured.

Ye Zhun rubbed his chin with a smile on his face, "The grappling is Mr. Liang Bi's improved version, and my father and Mr. Liang have learned it. ”

This Wing Chun grappling is developed on the basis of the hand, and it is diametrically opposed to using force to fight with force, which is to use the human body's anti-joint to break the leg and break the arm, and if you are not careful, you will be permanently disabled.

Fan Shaohuang grinned when he heard this, "Master Huo, this is really not a hand at all, even this kind of big killing move has been used, what if you really hit a few missing arms and legs." ”

"It's better to keep your hands." Ye Zhun shook his head, "People use Wing Chun, it doesn't mean that people only use Wing Chun." ”

Fan Shaohuang was stunned for a moment, and his mouth sucked, it was really like this.

Xiong Dailin on the side didn't speak, her brilliant eyes stared at the fighting arena, and her heart was shocked.

As soon as he grabbed a person's arm, he suddenly felt a leg wind coming from behind him, and he rolled directly over and grabbed the arm. It also began to break in the opposite direction. For a while, the screams of crying father and mother sounded on the field again.

However, Huo Yunting was measured, just slightly frightened, and when he saw that he began to call his mother, he let go of his hand.

So far, five or six people have been completely knocked down, and to be honest, Huo Yunting feels that these people have average skills. It's not even as good as the apprentices under Chen He's master.

The group of apprentices under Chen He's hand can be said to be doing everything, and every move and style is running for your life, how dirty and dirty it is.

He remembered correctly, there were even people who fell to the ground and shouted to go to the hospital after the beating. If it weren't for Chen Hegao opening his mouth to say that the competition was over, he thought that kid could really go to the hospital to prescribe a concussion, and his mental illness would prove it.

As for these judo masters, although they also have killer moves, they still have some one-dimensional eyes, which gives Huo Yunting a sense of stiffness when he did radio gymnastics when he was in school.

When he came back to his senses, someone in front of him suddenly made a move to hit the crotch with his yin foot, and he tied this leg with his hand, pulled it back, and a 45-degree horse appeared in front of everyone.

Then, there was another heart-wrenching roar, which was really sad for those who saw it and weeped for those who heard it. All the men present subconsciously clamped their legs.

It's just that this word horse is still a little incomplete.

Of course, Huo Yunting didn't dare to exert himself, if his strength was greater, this person's ligament would be torn directly.

As soon as the hand that bound his calf loosened, the man fell to the ground, clutching his crotch, curled up like a shrimp.

At this point, there is only one last place left in the field.

Huo Yunting looked up, it was Yoichi Yamazaki.

"What, it's unfair to me that there are so many suspects?"

When he first fought, he found that this kid had been fishing in troubled waters, around the outermost periphery, at most, he tentatively stretched out a punch and kicked it.

Yamazaki gasped for breath, he felt that something was starting to be wrong.

Ten of them fight one, can there be a total of two minutes by now? All nine have fallen.

On top of that, he didn't even know how his nine teammates fell. It seems that the other party can instantly incapacitate a person by just holding a random hand.

Nine judo masters can't help each other, and he, who learns free fighting, can't do it either.

The reason why he came to the crew was to prove to Huo Yunting that free fighting is better than karate and Tang hand.

But now that he looks at it, he thinks it's better not to prove it, this is completely a crushing of strength, and the technique he wants to show may be the kung fu of a three-legged cat in the eyes of others.

He felt that he might have some chance of winning by changing his master's magic robe fight.

Although he had already retreated in his heart, looking at the expectant eyes of the nine teammates on the ground, he couldn't surrender without a fight, so he gritted his teeth and put on a fighting posture.

Huo Yunting stepped forward, and Yamazaki Yang felt that his cold hair stood up.

The left leg suddenly swung and made a feint, followed by a punch. Huo Yunting dodged sideways, turned around, and walked towards him with his back.

Before Yoichi Yamazaki could react, the man had already arrived in front of him, his arm clamping his neck like an iron lock.

Then he climbed his neck and threw him over.

The two-word clamp Yang Ma chuck, one hand clasped his jaw, and the other hand punched him in front of the door.

Every time the fist rubbed the tip of his nose slightly, he withdrew his hand, only to feel that the fist wind blew his eyes and couldn't open it.

Dozens of punches were thrown in a row, and the legs that were holding his head were released. "Plop" fell to the ground with a bang, and so far, Huo Yunting won all of them.

No one in the audience applauded, because Huang Baiming was hurriedly beckoning the medical staff to hurry up to the rescue.

When Huo Yunting wiped his face with a towel, Yoichi Yamazaki, who was limping, was also sitting on a chair next to him.

After wiping his face, Huo Yunting lit a cigarette and asked casually, "This is what you said better." ”

Yoichi Yamazaki lowered his head and didn't say a word.

The smoke was so thick that he couldn't see the expression on Huo Yunting's face clearly, "There is no distinction between high and low martial arts, only the strength and weakness of those who practice martial arts." ”

(End of chapter)