Wen Yi and everyone turned their heads to look, and from the street on the side, a group of six Fusang soldiers came up, and walking in the middle was a middle-aged man in a black coat, who was the Ip Man he had seen when he crossed last time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that at this time, Ye Man was much thinner than the last time he saw him, and his expression on his face was a little dignified, as if he was thinking about something, he walked to the high platform, looked back at the Foshan martial artists around the stands, nodded slightly, turned around and walked up to the high platform step by step.

Because of the young man's words before, he was ashamed, because he was beaten down and dragged away by the Fusang people and couldn't be rescued, and the emotions of the martial artists in the audience were already extremely sensitive and restless, and when they saw Ip Man on stage, they also shouted:

"Master Ye, come on!"

"Master Ye, kill that Miura devil!"

The Fusang soldiers pointed their guns at the warriors, and the muzzles of their guns were almost on their chests, but none of them retreated.

Wen Yi looked at this scene, and then glanced at the direction in which the young man was dragged away before, his face was a little gloomy. If today's things can be successful, the few words of the young man before are indispensable, who dares to say that he is useless and a scholar?

Ip Man came to the stage and sat on his knees all the time, and Miura, who had not made a sound, also stood up and stopped at a distance of two meters from Ip Man.

Ip Man, who had always been calm, put his fists together, stood up and down in front of him with his hands, made a Wing Chun hand start, and did not speak.

Seeing this, Miura also bowed with both hands into fists, looked at Ip Man with slightly squinted eyes, stepped forward, and was already in front of Ip Man, and kicked towards Ip Man's face with a kick.

Ip Man took a step back and reached out to pat Miura's kick.

And Miura also took advantage of the situation to come forward, and his left and right fists kept smashing into Ip Man's vital points, but they were all defused by Ip Man with Wing Chun punches, and even took advantage of the gap to slap Miura in the face.

In just a few breaths, the two of them have exchanged no less than 30 moves, and their speed and strength are very amazing.

Ip Man showcased Wing Chun's defensive ability to the extreme, facing Miura's fierce attacks in karate, the defense was not leaky, and he was also able to seize the opportunity to strike a backhand.

As soon as the stage moved, everyone in the audience looked at the two people who had begun to fight on the stage with some nervousness, and when they saw that Ye Man took advantage of one and a half moves, they also shouted loudly.

Wen Yi didn't care very much about the situation on the stage, and there was no need to worry about Ip Man's ability to defeat Miura, so he was now staring at Sato, who had already reached out and touched the pistol on his waist when he saw that Miura was showing signs of defeat.

And Liu Qian and Mo Jingrong were also quietly looking up at the machine gunner on the high platform at this time, with one hand in his sleeve and the other in his short coat pocket.

On the wooden platform, after Miura kicked Ip Man in the face, he kicked him in the chest in succession, almost kicking him out of the wooden platform, causing a burst of exclamations.

Fortunately, Ip Man stepped on the edge of the wooden platform with both feet, and at the same time grabbed Miura's right foot, so he didn't fall.

Miura suddenly retracted his legs, and Ip Man also took advantage of the situation to return to the stage, and no longer passively defended, taking advantage of Miura's legs just retracted and did not stand firm, he stepped forward and smashed his elbow into Miura's throat.

Miura raised his hands to block Ip Man's elbow, but Ip Man's left hand had already smashed into his face, forcing him to take a step back.

Before he could stand firm, Ip Man avoided Miura's defense with three palms in a row, slapped him in the face, and stepped on the instep of his foot that he had just lifted.

Miura's complexion changed, and his head couldn't help but tilt back.

Ye Man slashed his neck with a palm, swept his feet, and threw his whole person to the ground head-on, and bent down to smash Miura's head with a fist.

"Okay! Master Ye is doing well!"

"Kill this little devil!"

Everyone in the audience looked at this scene, and they all shouted with a relieved face, if it weren't for the Fusang soldiers in front of them who were loaded with guns pointing at them, they would have wanted to go to the stage and punch him a few times.

Seeing that Ye Man beat Miura without a backhand, the haze on the faces of the martial artists suddenly became much less, and the back of their faces seemed to be a little straighter, looking at the Fusang soldier holding the gun in front of him, with a look of eagerness, he completely lost the fear he had when he first arrived.

"Ip Man!

"It's better than the movie, a thousand times better!"

"Wing Chun is mighty, raise my Chinese majesty!"

"Watching Ip Man beat Miura, this feeling is really enjoyable! It's hard to understand the pleasure if you don't give a reward, wait, I'll go and charge the money. ”

"Ip Man is going to win, Brother Yi has to prepare, Sato's slut is already touching the gun. ”

"I don't know if these martial artists in Foshan dare to follow Brother Yi to do it, if they don't do it, Brother Yi will be cheated by them. ”

"It will definitely be, the Chinese people are bloody after all! This is comparable to a shameless country like Fusang. ”

In the live broadcast room, where the number of people has reached 10 million, the barrage has never stopped for a moment, and while applauding Ip Man, he is also a little worried about what will happen next.

At the same time, the weekly meeting is being held in the conference room of the Doumao Group, and the director and the editor-in-chief of the 20 classified channels are sitting on both sides of the long table in the conference room, listening to the editor-in-chief of the game channel talk about how the two newly rising anchors of the game channel have increased their popularity from one million to five million in two months.

"Director, can I interrupt and show you a live broadcast screen?" At this moment, Mo Yun, the editor-in-chief of the tall and thin outdoor live channel, interrupted.

"Mo Yun, I haven't finished talking yet, your outdoor channel hasn't had a new A-level anchor for a long time. These two anchors in my hands, at most, will be half a year later, and it will be possible to hit the A-level anchors. Liu Xin, the editor-in-chief of the interrupted game channel, said sneeringly, obviously dissatisfied with Mo Yun interrupting him.

His words also attracted the envy of other editors-in-chief, A-level anchors are the treasures of the website, each of them has tens of millions of fans, and the ability to absorb money is super strong, which editor-in-chief has one or two more A-level anchors, and his monthly performance salary is a lot more.

Mo Yun glanced at the triumphant Liu Xin, looked at the director Cai Wenneng with an inquiring look on his face, and said calmly: "The anchor I want to show you, from the beginning of the live broadcast to the present, in less than a month, the popularity has risen from zero to more than nine million, and is about to break through the 10 million mark." The picture he is broadcasting live now may be selected as the best live broadcast clip on this year's Fighting Cat platform. ”

Mo Yun's calm voice fell, and only a gasping sound could be heard in the entire conference room, Rao is the editor-in-chief of these group of talented anchors, and when they heard Mo Yun's words, they also looked incredulous.

"You link the video to the holographic screen in the conference room. Director Cai Wenneng also showed a little surprise and nodded.

"How is it possible, Mo Yun, don't slap your swollen face and become fat, if there is really such a genius anchor, why didn't you bring it up in the first two meetings?" Liu Xin was the first to react, looking at Mo Yun who was setting up the connection and questioned.

Hearing this, the other editors-in-chief also nodded approvingly and talked softly.

"It only took him two days to go from three million to nine million. Mo Yun clicked the confirmation button, looked at the other anchors and said, his voice was calm, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The conference room was instantly quiet, and the anchors looked at Mo Yun's expressions, envious, jealous, and of course, there were a lot of questions.

At this moment, a picture appeared on the holographic screen on the left wall of the conference room, and a burst of cheers rang out at the same time as a gunshot rang out.

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