This actor needs more money

"Director Wang, please stop making sarcastic remarks at this time."

The people next to him couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths when they heard what the man in sunglasses said.

The Hong Kong martial arts community came over to find a venue. When Cai Lifu came up, someone took off his plaque. After seeing Ding Xiu's martial arts, everyone felt heavy in their hearts, which was quite unpleasant.

In the end, Wang Jiawei was doing well, saying "fuck you", and then his movie shooting was conservative.

It sounded like he admired Ding Xiu's martial arts.

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

I don’t know how Wang Jiawei got in. Why did a movie producer come to see the excitement in their martial arts circle?

"Sorry, I'm a little excited." Wang Jiawei awkwardly pushed his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled bitterly.

He was preparing to shoot a martial arts film recently, and he was collecting materials everywhere. He went to various martial arts schools to interview him, and when he heard that someone was having a fight here, he came over to take a look out of interest.

The reason why he was able to come in was because he invited these heads to dinner when he was collecting materials. Through this relationship, they were willing to bring him in.

Unexpectedly, this trip was not in vain. When I came up, I saw a wonderful fighting match. Ding Xiu defeated Cai Lifu's descendant with three punches and two kicks, sending him flying so far away.

From the materials he collected, he knew that the martial arts competition would not be like the three hundred rounds in the novel. The winner was usually determined by a few moves.

But I didn't expect it to be so fast. From the moment Ding Xiu took action to the end, there wasn't even a minute before or after.

…

In fact, this is how a martial arts competition is, and it doesn't take much time in the first place.

Even professional ring competitions are the same. After all, they are hand-to-hand competitions that require a lot of physical exertion. All the muscles in the body are moving and the concentration is extraordinary. Who can last for how long?

In a professional arena, if there is no referee, the winner can be decided in minutes.

The battlefield is faster, and life and death can be determined in minutes. Two strangers are extremely jealous after meeting. Either you die or I die.

"Is there no more?" Ding Xiu looked around in the field and said, "If not, I will go upstairs. The Wing Chun people upstairs are still waiting."

On the second floor, there were already many people lying on the handrails of the stairs to watch. They were the head of the martial arts gym, the referee, Wu Bing from the mainland, and others.

Originally, they were waiting for Ding Xiu to go upstairs, but before they could wait, they heard the declaration of war downstairs.

At first, the Wing Chun family was happy to see the success. If Ding Xiu couldn't even go up the stairs, it just meant that he wasn't even qualified to fight in Wing Chun. Everyone was happy.

Unexpectedly, Cai Lifu lay down within a few moves.

From their point of view, it was not that Cai Lifu could not help but fight. Ma Qiang, who took action, was a senior disciple. He had studied martial arts for decades and had solid kung fu. He had fought in actual combat, and ordinary people could not get close to him.

The only thing to blame is that Ding Xiu is too strong. His Bajiquan hand is so fierce that he can knock people down in an instant. The Bajiquan masters upstairs said that Ding Xiu has practiced it to the point where he is very good at it. .

The Wing Chun boss panicked after hearing this.

On the contrary, Wu Bing was much calmer and almost clapped his hands. He had seen Ding Xiu's kung fu, and he was here to support the show this time.

The reason why I came here was not only because the two had some friendship, but also because I saw Ding Xiu’s unyielding spirit.

If Ding Xiu decided to admit his mistake by serving tea to someone, he would definitely ignore it and pretend he didn't know this person from now on.

But Ding Xiu was not convinced and was willing to come to the house to box, so he would come to support the show. Whether he was a fellow mainlander or a friend, he would come for business or private reasons.

"Da da da."

On the second floor, a figure slowly walked down. He was a man in his forties, with yellowish skin, bald sides on both sides of his forehead, and a standard M-shaped hairstyle.

When he came two feet in front of Ding Xiu, the man cupped his fists and raised his hands: "Hong Fist, Xie Shankui."

Ding Xiu bowed his hand in return and stared at the other person. He couldn't figure out why the martial arts practitioner still had a bald head. Did he injure his body improperly during his early martial arts training?

If Xie Shankui knew what Ding Xiu was thinking, he would definitely give him a big mouth. His hair was indeed due to poor health.

In the past, when I competed with others, I was hit in the waist, had blood in my urine, was hospitalized, and almost lost my kidneys. Within two years, I started to lose my hair and gradually became bald.

Although his friends said that he had bad kidneys, he never admitted it, saying that it was because of his old age, high work pressure, and always staying up late.

"I don't have a martial arts school to pick off the tags for you."

Xie Shankui's first words confused Ding Xiu. Why would you stand up if you don't have a name?

"I won't give you a million even if I lose."

The second sentence made Ding Xiu's mouth twitch: "Then what?"

"If I lose, I will no longer practice martial arts from now on, and I will take a detour when I meet you."

"So cruel?"

"Do you dare to respond?"

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Ding Xiu just smiled and agreed without even thinking about it.

Wu Jing on the first floor was worried for him. If he beat one more person for no reason, he would waste more energy. How could he beat him again once he got upstairs?

The most dangerous thing is that every time you hit another person, your strength will be exposed. By the time you get upstairs, everyone will know what tricks you have and what kung fu you are good at.

Don’t underestimate this. If you are good at legs, people will close the distance with you and fight close to you. If you are good at boxing, people will distance themselves and hit you with leg skills.

Rather than leaving the other party unaware and taking him by surprise, Ding Xiu's current approach was unwise.

Contrary to what Wu Jing thought, Wu Bing upstairs just sighed.

He probably had some knowledge of Ding Xiu Kungfu, and he had also heard of Xie Shankui, a martial arts master who was very famous in the Hongquan circle. He fought in a lot of arenas in his early years, but gradually stopped fighting and did not open a martial arts gym.

When the two started fighting, it was obvious that Xie Shankui was no match for Ding Xiu. From now on, he might not be able to fist bump anymore.

Beating people until they gave up their boxing skills, this round was a bit cruel, and Wu Bing couldn't bear it.

But he couldn't pray for Ding Xiu to take a step back. Xie Shankui had no plaque and no money, so he had to give something to be qualified to play. It was his own initiative to give up boxing when he lost, and he couldn't blame others.

Taking a deep breath, Xie Shankui slowly stretched out his arm, middle finger, nameless person, and bent little finger.

The two of them were close to each other, and his palm was almost in front of Ding Xiu. Ding Xiu, who was so close, could clearly see the bristling hairs and bulging veins on his arms.

Ding Xiu also stretched out his hand, slowly approached, and the two held hands.

The next second, Ding Xiu bounced away and quickly stopped.

Almost at the same time, Xie Shankui clenched his fingers and punched Ding Xiu's chest so fast that no one could react in time.

When he was a guest star in Kung Fu movies, Ding Xiu had experienced the ferocity of Hong Quan. He did not dare to be careless at all. At close range, he bent his arms, crossed his elbows, and used his elbows to block.

With fists and elbows touching, Ding Xiu took a few steps back and retreated from the stairs.

Xie Shankui, who was still on the stairs, stepped on the edge of the steps with his back foot and resisted the force.

"good!"

The martial arts celebrities who were watching shouted loudly, and their palms turned red.

This was the first time that Ding Xiu was defeated after entering the door. He was knocked back by a punch. It was obvious that Xie Shankui, who had not retreated even a step, had the upper hand.

But no one noticed that Xie Shankui's right hand that had just punched was red and trembling slightly.

The force was mutual, fists touching elbows, how could he not do anything in a head-on collision? I wonder if it was because of his age, but his finger bones were a bit painful.

But because of the crowd, he didn't dare to look.

Now he was carrying it all with one breath. If this breath was lost, he would lose. He couldn't help but think too much. He jumped up suddenly and came to Ding Xiu. He swung it with his powerful and heavy iron arm.

Ding Xiu raised his arms to block.

There was a banging sound from the scene, which was the muffled sound caused by the collision of arms.

Wu Jing, who was watching the battle, felt his hands hurt. He subconsciously covered his arms.

On the court, Xie Shankui fought harder and harder. He couldn't hold on for too long and had to fight quickly.

Ding Xiu, who had received a few hard blows, almost understood the opponent's moves. He took a step back and punched from a horse stance. His fists went straight to the center, and he hit his knees and elbows to start the fierce attack.

The overlord ignored Xie Shankui's goal and broke the middle door with two moves. Suddenly, the situation was reversed.

With a cold snort in his nose, Ding Xiu stepped forward. This time he did not punch, but leaned towards Xie Shankui.

It's better to say it's a collision than a reliance.

"Baji, stick to the mountain!"

People with sharp eyes have recognized the name of this trick and have a bad feeling in their hearts.

Tieshankuo is the basis of Baji, and almost everyone who studies Baji has practiced it, but the specific extent to which it can be practiced varies from person to person.

Because to practice this move, you need to use your body to lean against a wall, tree, or pile.

Legend has it that during the Republic of China, some fierce men could break a tree as thick as a thigh with just one move.

After all, Xie Shankui was not in his prime, and had been injured in his early years. If he were to rely on him now, he might not be able to withstand it.

In the field, Xie Shankui did not panic. He took a deep breath again, took a step back, used all his strength, and punched Ding Xiu's face directly with his iron fist.

His arms are long. If Ding Xiu dares to bump into him, he will definitely get punched.

The worst case scenario is that everyone trades injury for injury.

However, Ding Xiu had no intention of replacing his injuries. He lowered his head, rolled up his body, and crawled into Xie Shankui's arms.

The next second, the 1.8-meter tall man stretched out, as if breaking free from a roaring black bear.

The eight-pole bear shape is attached to the mountain support.

"boom!"

Visible to the naked eye, Xie Shankui kept retreating and stopped only after hitting the tea table.

"Cough cough cough."

"Cough cough cough."

Xie Shankui's face was pale, his chest heaved, and he kept coughing while breathing heavily.

Coughing and coughing, I suddenly felt a little sweet in my mouth. I gritted my teeth and swallowed with the saliva.

The people around him supported him, and he pushed these people away and said to Ding Xiu: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front. There are talented people from generation to generation. To be able to practice Bajiquan to this extent at such a young age is amazing."

"I had a great time playing this game, and I had a lot of fun. Thank you for helping me see what it means to have someone outside the world and a sky outside the world."

"I lost, and I won't fist bump again."

Ding Xiu cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "Chengrang, you have good fighting experience and your boxing skills are sharp. Among the people I have met, you are considered very powerful."

Xie Shankui laughed loudly: "I can't compare to you young people."

"Lao Xie, don't be impulsive. Let's help you raise one million. Don't say such angry things as not practicing martial arts."

"Yes, Lao Xie, if it's not that much, it's just one million, I'll lend it to you."

"Thank you, brother, don't panic, I will help you find your place later."

"Young man, if you win, you won't let people use kung fu. That's too much."

"It's not easy, Lao Xie. It would be a pity to lose this skill. You have to be merciful and merciful."

Xie Shankui raised his hands to everyone: "Don't try to persuade me anymore. I can afford to lose. If I say I won't touch Kung Fu, I won't. Thank you all for your kindness. I understand. Don't let me lose to others after losing Kung Fu."

It is not a pity to lose to Ding Xiu and use this competition to bring an end to his martial arts career.

In fact, he didn't want to practice martial arts in the past two years. When he was young, he was beaten too hard. When he got old, it was all wrong. When it was sunny or rainy, he would feel pain here or there.

It's just a whole wheelchair.

But due to his status in the world, I feel a bit embarrassed to just quit like this.

In the past two days, I heard that there was a man from the mainland who wanted to challenge the eight major martial arts schools. He checked Ding Xiu's resume and found that he was a master.

Thinking that he couldn't fight anymore anyway, it would be good to fight against the masters. He was afraid that Ding Xiu wouldn't fight him, so he mentioned two things. If he lost the first one, he would never touch kung fu again.

If you win, you will say that heroes cherish heroes, lamenting that a good seed was ruined, and will withdraw from the world in the future.

If he loses, it's okay to give him a promise. Anyway, he is a member of the martial arts circle in Hong Kong, so everyone will only respect him.

The second time he met Ding Xiu, it was easier to take a detour. There was a huge crowd. As long as he didn't deliberately seek trouble, he and Ding Xiu would never see each other again in this life unless something unexpected happened.

Anyway, I can't give out one million even if I kill him.

It is impossible to pay, not in this life.

What a loss to lose a million in a fight.

After hearing Xie Shankui's words, Ding Xiu raised his hand to him again and nodded with a bit of admiration.

This man is not a bad person!

He's a man.

…

"Is there anyone else?" Ding Xiu shouted.

This time, no one said anything on the first floor. Everyone was not stupid. It was obvious that Ding Xiu was a master. Cai Lifu and Xie Shankui had both lost to him. Who would dare to go up?

There is only one kind of person who can still make gestures before the fight, but when he comes up after losing two games in a row, there is only one kind of person, and that is the one who thinks he must win, or else he is making fun of his own martial arts school's signature.

But who dares to say that Ding Xiu can win?

Boxing is afraid of young people. Ding Xiu is in his twenties, which is the time when he is fierce. Young people are full of energy and dare to fight.

In addition, Ding Xiu has a lot of fighting experience, and is too strong for someone of his age.

There was no panic in the whole process. He took advantage of every opportunity and took advantage of the victory. He was very calm, like a veteran with rich experience and hundreds of battles.

Seeing no one to fight, Ding Xiu lamented that he had missed a million and looked towards the second floor.

You look at me and I look at you.

A few seconds later, a young woman stood up. She was in her mid-twenties, with an oval face, long legs, quite pretty, wearing long braids, and wearing a black sportswear.

"I don't have a plaque to give you, but I have one million. If you lose, I'll pay you."

Ding Xiu scratched his head and looked at Wu Bing and others, as if to say, does she have money?

Wu Bing turned to ask the others, and nodded towards Ding Xiu after receiving the answer.

Sitting on the handrail of the stairs, the girl slid down, stepped on the corner at the end, jumped for life, and kicked Ding Xiu.

"Good guy, don't you even say hello?"

Ding Xiu felt much better now that he had the money, and he said easily after bending down to avoid it.

The girl landed on the ground, turned around on her toes, and said with a smile: "My name is He Xiaoyu. I have been practicing Bagua for a few days. I see that you are good at it. I want to ask for advice."

"Okay." Ding Xiu nodded and put a hand behind his back: "Seeing as you are a woman, I will let you go."