Modern: I prove the supernatural as a mortal

Chapter 71
The next morning.

Taoist villa, on the cliff platform.

The cliff platform has a vast area and has been built as a meeting place. The banner of "Ancient Martial Arts Cultural Exchange Conference" is hung, and the pattern of dragon and tiger is drawn, hunting and dancing in the wind.

At the venue, delegations from various sects arrived at the venue one after another.

There are monks from Henan Shaolin.

Wudang Taoist priests.

Qingcheng, and even the Diancang sect in Dali, Yunnan, sent representatives to attend the meeting.

There are also representatives of various types of boxing.

The ancient India, Thailand, and Korea delegations also appeared in the venue as special guests, attracting attention.

……

"Are you all ready?"

"Xiao Yang, you can adjust the camera position again, there will be an actual combat discussion later, you have to record it."

On the high platform of the venue, the photography team is already in place, and the female director Lin Jinyan is directing the team to coordinate the shooting and recording matters.

She is the program director of the Seventh National TV. This time, she cooperated with the Wushu Association to produce a special report on the ancient martial arts cultural exchange meeting.

"There are a lot of people, but, today's martial arts programs, will they still have ratings?"

In the team, someone whispered.

In fact, many TV stations have produced special topics on martial arts, and even set off a wave of martial arts for a certain period of time.

However, with the collapse of the so-called "Master of Chuanwu", people have become more and more suspicious of this.

So much so that for a period of time, the word "master" has become a derogatory term.

I remember, there were also people who organized a martial arts conference, claiming to gather the masters of the six major schools. Although it also aroused some discussions and enthusiasm, most of them were posted on the Internet as jokes.

"This ancient martial arts cultural exchange meeting was convened by the Wushu Association. They are all martial arts practitioners with real talents and knowledge, and will let people know the real martial arts. Moreover, there are also representatives of international martial arts. I believe there will be good ones. repercussions."

Lin Jin said.

Even so, in fact, she was a little uncertain in her heart.

Will anyone really watch the martial arts show?
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"Is this the legendary martial arts event?"

"It turns out that there really are so many martial arts sects with their inheritance..."

Sitting in the venue, Tang Li sighed a little as he watched all this.

For Chuanwu, in fact, he is also a newcomer.This grand gathering of various sects is also a novel experience.

This exchange meeting also set up a link of actual combat.

And set awards, and corresponding bonuses.

The final winner will receive the winner's pure gold commemorative medal and a prize of 10 yuan.

Tang Li signed up for the competition.

Through competing with various martial arts masters, you may gain new insights, and have a further understanding and understanding of martial arts and even practice.

For this, Tang Li had some small expectations in his heart.

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At the venue, the leader of the Wushu Association delivered a speech, announcing the official start of the exchange meeting.

According to the agenda, a representative of Xingyiquan gave an opening demonstration.

This is an old martial artist who enjoys a good reputation in the world of martial arts.The old man is over sixty years old, but he has a strong body and a strong spirit. His punches and kicks are clean and neat.

A layman may not see much.

Tang Li could feel the existence of "will" in the old man's fist.

This kind of meaning--
Introverted.

humble.

It seems to make people feel the precipitation of the years.

After a set of Xingyi Quan was demonstrated, the old martial artist stood up with his fists back.

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"This is the end?"

In the high platform photography team, someone muttered and whispered.

The boxing of the old martial artist neither caught wind nor cracked rocks or trees. In the eyes of ordinary people, this set of demonstrations is somewhat similar to people practicing Tai Chi in parks and squares, and there is not much difference.

Afterwards, several boxing representatives made reports, discussing the development and promotion of Chuanwu.

After more than an hour, it finally ushered in the link of actual combat.

A total of 28 people participated in the actual combat, including the ancient India, Korea, and Thailand delegations.

Competitive matches will adopt a pairwise elimination system, and the matches will be determined by drawing lots until the final winner is determined.

The entire competition lasted for two days.

On the first day, 14 winners of the first round were determined.

Seven winners of the second round will be determined in the morning of the next day, and at the end of the afternoon, the final winner will be determined and commemorative medals will be awarded.

"Yanwu, this competition is an exchange between colleagues. After entering the arena, you need to stop at the end. You must not be aggressive and aggressive, and you must not be angry during the competition, you understand?"

In the Shaolin delegation, the monk leading the team said to a monk.

"En." The monk nodded and accepted the instruction.

The monk's face was upright, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, through the monk's robe, all of them showed knotted muscle lines, and his body was lean and condensed.

Yan Wu clasped his palms together and replied, he looked at the competition arena on the venue, and there was a trace of hotness in his eyes, which was fleeting.

In the seat, Tang Li looked at the list.

He will debut in the eighth game, and his opponent is a representative from the Diancang faction.

"Wudang Daoist Chen, please come on stage with the representative of Eight Immortals Boxing."

In the first match, Chen Shiji from the Wudang School faced Zhang Xing, the representative of Eight Immortals.

"Hey, don't you believe in science? Daoist Chen who leaps [-] meters vertically. It turns out that he has also come to the meeting and will represent the Wudang faction in the battle."

Looking at the Wudang Taoist priest on the martial arts stage, Tang Li slightly raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Wudang Daoist Chen Shiji is very popular on the Internet today.He often uploads some videos of practicing martial arts on the Internet, saying that he believes in science, turning around and jumping off a cliff of more than ten meters, and even splitting wooden piles with his hands, kicking like the wind, and even doing two-finger meditation, etc. And other exhibitions, combining traditional martial arts with current hot spots, has a good reputation and response.

The test begins.

Chen Shiji on the martial arts competition stage is different from the witty and humorous ones in the online videos, and looks more solemn and solemn. He uses Wudang Taijiquan to fight against the representative of Eight Immortals. The last push hand made the opponent stand unsteadily, and he retreated seven times in a row. Eight steps, clenched fists and admit defeat.

time lapse.

Competitors appeared one after another, and there were many wonderful duels among them.

"It looks pretty good."

On the high platform of the venue, the photography team filmed and recorded the process of the competition, and the team discussed.

Although, the contests on the court are not like in the film and television dramas, punching rocks and exhaling into swords, but it can be seen that these contestants are not mere tricks, but have real talents, at least, they can be called "" sports".

"If there is more publicity support, such an exchange meeting may change some people's views on martial arts."

Seeing all this, female guide Lin Jinyan's eyes flickered slightly, thoughtful.

"Master Tang and Diancang are invited to send representatives to the stage."

The eighth match came, and it was Tang Li's turn to appear.

(End of this chapter)