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Chapter 425 You Are Tai Chi

The King of Fighters Show has a large number of applicants, and it is divided into several rings to fight. Tickets are sold on the spot, one hundred and eighty tickets, and you can watch it for a day at a time, and the price is not expensive.

At the same time, the online live broadcast room is also in full swing, with more than one million viewers at its peak.

The most fierce one was Liu Baoguo's defeat in Taijiquan.

This match with the largest number of viewers was not because of the excitement of the fight. On the contrary, it was because they lost too quickly. They lost in just three rounds of Tai Chi.

It can be seen from the video playback that in the picture, 35-year-old Wang Xiaodong walked on stage with short sleeves and shorts, without any protective gear on his hands, and he was fighting the Chuanwu group.

Because the pair of "enemies" on the stage are old acquaintances, and usually scold each other on the Internet, the program team specially prepared commentators for the two of them.

"We can see that Wang Xiaodong, 35 years old, is 1.7 meters tall and weighs [-] kilograms. In his words, he is an amateur boxer."

"Professional fighters are prohibited from participating in this competition, so audience friends can rest assured that there is no problem with Contestant Xu's past. He has never participated in any professional-level competitions and is indeed an amateur."

"Hi everyone, I'm Wang Xiaodong, I'm here today to crack down on counterfeiting, master of cracking down on counterfeiting!"

On the edge of the ring, Wang Xiaodong screamed hoarsely at the camera.

He has been frustrated for too long.

He had been arguing with Hunyuan Taiji people on the Internet before, but the other party refused to accept the challenge, and netizens who didn't know the truth also scolded him. He really wanted to use his strength to prove that the other party was nothing more than that, but there was no chance.

The King of Fighters decided to let him get what he wanted.

Whatever you say today, you will beat the other party all over the place.

"Director, cut the camera."

"The next one to appear is Liu Baoguo from the Hunyuan Taiji School. He is 38 years old, 1.6 meters tall, and weighs 55 kilograms. He has been practicing Wushu for more than 30 years under his tutelage."

"Master Liu once had a one-on-three record. Usually, a 1.8-meter adult can't do one trick in his hands. His unique skill is Tai Chi Whiphand."

"It is said that it can send out six consecutive whips in an instant at the fastest, making it impossible for opponents to guard against it."

"Host, give the microphone to Master Liu and ask Master to say a few words."

"Master Liu, do you have anything to say about Wang Xiaodong's words?"

"Skills are not useful. Young people are good at doing things for themselves. If you haven't seen something, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Liu Baoguo, who was dressed in a white Tai Chi suit, said calmly with his hands behind his back.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the auditorium immediately cheered and nodded frequently.

"You're right. Some things you haven't seen don't mean they don't exist. Taiji has internal strength, and Baji also has it. You can't say that Wang Xiaodong is fake just because you haven't seen it. Ding Xiu also practiced Bajiquan. He Is it also fake? They have a real record."

"When I was a child, my grandfather in his 80s was able to carry a load of more than 100 catties on a mountain road of more than 30 miles into the city. He also practiced boxing. In his words, it was just basic skills."

"Wudang Mountain Daoist Song performed lightness kung fu, jumping down from a height of more than ten meters in a row to find out, can it work without inner kung fu?"

"The Wulin style next door, the monk Yihu, defeated countless masters with one hand of Shaolin boxing. Is he also a fake?"

"Wang Xiaodong is still too arrogant. Since ancient times, there have been so many masters of martial arts. In the period of the Republic of China alone, there were many people with names and surnames. Their records are also real. Just because there are few masters now, we can't say that Chuanwu is a liar. .”

Hearing the voices around him, Liu Baoguo smiled slightly, saying everything without saying a word.

On the other side, Wang Xiaodong was not annoyed, he had seen this kind of scene too many times, his original intention was to crack down on fakes, a master of cracking down on fakes, but he never said that Chuanwu was fake.

But the other party always said that he was playing Chuanwu, and that Chuanwu was fake.

At first he explained it, but later he stopped explaining it altogether, and it's up to today. Whether it's true or not, you'll know after a fight.

"Not much to say, please take the two players."

"Everyone, Enter the Dragon, start now!"

The referee for this match was Zhang Wei. He was dressed in a neat suit and said to the two seriously: "Remember the rules, you can't insert eyes, kick the genitals, attack the neck, and temples."

"At any time, please stop the competition immediately after hearing the referee's whistle, understand?"

"understand!"

"I know!"

"let's start!"

Following Zhang Wei's gesture, the two people on the stage immediately distanced themselves.

In fact, from Zhang Wei's point of view, he knew that this was a rookie's play, a competition used by the program group to attract attention.

One party is 1.7 meters 1.6 and weighs [-] kilograms, and the other is [-] meters [-] and weighs less than [-] kilograms.

Not a class at all.

Even if the strength is equal, this kind of physique will also be a dimensionality reduction blow.

Not to mention that this elder brother of Hunyuan Tai Chi is thin and weak, with sloppy footsteps and dull eyes. It looks like he has never practiced.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaodong has fighting footwork under his feet. Although there are not many, it can be seen that he has practiced for a few days, and he is indeed an amateur player.

This kind of person may be KO in minutes when playing professionally, but there is no problem at all when playing against ordinary people.

So there will be no suspense in this game at all.

"call!"

Walking forward slowly, Wang Xiaodong took a deep breath, staring at the opposite side, and put the protective fist in front of him not to be careless.

Although he knew that the opponent was not strong enough and was a fake master, he was still a little worried, after all, he had never fought before.

In case, there is a [-] in [-] chance that the other party is really tricked.

Give him that miraculous six consecutive whips, isn't he finished?
So he didn't rush to attack, but approached slowly, seizing opportunities and loopholes to make another surprise.

But after waiting for more than ten seconds, the other party had no intention of making a move first, which made him a little impatient.

Hearing the urging sound from the audience next to his ears, he ignored it, gritted his teeth, and jumped forward, ready to unleash a combo of left punches to the face and right punches to the liver.

"boom!"

The left fist landed on the opponent's face, and a solid sense of firmness came from the fist, with a slight crisp sound.

"Successful? So easy?"

Worried about fraud, Wang Xiaodong quickly jumped back.

Sure enough, under his gaze, the other party stood there motionless, as if nothing happened.

"Cow batch!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaodong was dumbfounded, and there was a huge wave in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party really had two tricks. Although his punch was tentative, but the punch was not small, how could it be nothing.

'Is there really internal strength in the world? '

'Am I wrong? '

Wang Xiaodong's world view collapsed.

What he has been insisting on has become a joke under this punch.

In an instant, a wry smile emerged from the corner of Wang Xiaodong's mouth, and there were mixed feelings in his heart.

"Some things have never been seen, but it doesn't mean they don't exist. It's really me..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Liu Baoguo swaying, unsteady as if he had drank a few catties of fake wine, fell to the ground with a plop and rolled his eyes.

Wang Xiaodong: "..."

(End of this chapter)