This actor needs more money

At this time, not only Wang Xiaodong's mind was blank, but also that of the audience in the auditorium and the people in the live broadcast room.

The fight lasted less than a second, a second.

This is gone.

Faster than a middle-aged man.

The audience was stunned, but Zhang Wei was not stunned. He immediately squatted down to check Liu Baoguo's mouth and nose, and found that he was only temporarily unconscious. After he was fine, he started counting the seconds.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

"seven!"

While counting the seconds, Zhang Wei also looked at the watch on his hand. In fact, this action was redundant. With his experience as a special forces soldier, he could read the time accurately without looking at his watch.

Now I just put on a show and look professional.

There is no way, the audience now buys tickets, and there are so many pairs of eyes watching in the live broadcast room, he just counts the seconds, or it is a bit too hasty to declare Wang Xiaodong the winner.

"ah!!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from behind, which frightened Zhang Wei. He turned around and found an excited Wang Xiaodong.

This guy will be so excited that he jumps up, yells, runs around the ring and cheers, and almost sheds tears.

Some of his longtime supporters, both in person and online, were also happy for him.

"I have long said that this Hunyuan Taiji is a liar, thank you for your hard work, Brother Dong."

"It's not easy for Brother Dong to carry the reputation for so long."

"Those who say they can fight through martial arts, stand up and take two steps."

"Fuck, I couldn't do all the blowjobs before the fight. It only lasts three seconds."

"I'm so embarrassed. It's so embarrassing. It's over so quickly."

"Facts speak louder than words. Chuanwu cannot be fought. This lie should be put to rest."

"Brother Dong is awesome, I will be your fan from now on."

"Brother Dong is a hero for braving the injustice of the world and exposing this decades-old scam in the martial arts world."

"Don't worry, everyone, Liu Baoguo has moved, he has moved."

"The game is not over yet."

"Three seconds, three, two, he's up!!"

"Chuanwu stands up!"

Just when Zhang Wei counted down to two, Liu Baoguo got up unconsciously, leaving Zhang Wei speechless.

You said you could just lie down and be done with it, so what are you doing when you get up?

Isn't this going to be a beating?

"Brother, if you can't stand it, why don't you take a rest?" Zhang Wei couldn't help but remind him.

At this moment, half of Liu Baoguo's face was swollen and he looked like a pig's head. He was not in good spirits and looked as miserable as possible.

"No, Chuanwu needs me, and Hunyuan Taiji needs me." Holding Zhang Wei's arm tightly, Liu Baoguo said slightly weakly: "I, Liu, can fall, but Huanyuan Taichi cannot!"

Can he fall?

Of course not.

If he falls down today, the parents of the students in the Huitou Boxing Gym will not be able to refund their tuition fees.

Some apprentices with a bad temper may have to wait for him to walk at night to put a sack on him.

Even if you lose, you can't lose in the first round. You have to hold on for a few more times. By then, you can still say that you are exhausted and your skills can't keep up.

"It's okay, let him rest, I'm generous." Wang Xiaodong was no longer anxious, and said with a relaxed smile: "I'll let him rest, and then compete again after he's rested, otherwise people will say I can't win."

It was obvious from the punch just now that it was a silver gun candle head, hitting the opponent as if for fun.

There is no shortage of time now, just in time for the audience to see what this martial arts master is.

"Young man, I was careless just now. I didn't dodge. You succeeded with a sneak attack."

After getting up, Liu Baoguo, with the help of his disciples, went to the ring to apply ice on his face. At the same time, he was not idle and started to talk.

The audience was embarrassed to hear this.

"Fuck you, it's the first time I've seen such a shameless person. I'm convinced."

"Hahaha, I was laughing so hard. God was so careless and didn't dodge. He didn't dodge."

"Chuanwu has been scolded so badly, and this kind of master deserves a lot of credit."

"I'm sorry, this is a liar."

Some excited spectators threw drink bottles at the audience, and the audience burst into boos.

The people in the live broadcast room and netizens scolded him even more harshly, saying all kinds of dirty words. Even his reputation as a martial artist was tarnished by this round Tai Chi.

With his back leaning against the rope beside the ring, Wang Xiaodong said disdainfully: "Okay, I'll let you take the first shot this time. Don't tell me later that I'm planning a sneak attack."

True to his word, five minutes later, the second round began.

This time, Wang Xiaodong really didn't make the first move.

Liu Baoguo, on the other hand, was timid and did not dare to step forward. He kept making tentative movements. Perhaps he heard too many curses at the scene, so he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to part the mane of a wild horse.

Well, it’s the kind of wild horse parted mane that the old lady in the park beats.

It was very fast, with a snap.

Wang Xiaodong received an electric cannon on his right eye.

In this punch, Wang Xiaodong deliberately did not use all his strength, so Liu Baoguo was not a big problem and did not fall to the ground like before.

It's just that his eyes are like panda eyes, which is as funny as possible.

After succeeding, Wang Xiaodong grinned: "Come on, keep going, aren't you crazy? Use your inner strength to hit me."

"Fuck you!"

Liu Baoguo was also angry. When had he ever been so angry? He kicked his feet, raised his bastard fist and rushed upward, without any regard for the rules.

"boom!"

The part of the beating this time was the nose.

A heavy punch hit the bridge of the nose, blood was everywhere on the ground, and the person fell straight back, falling into a brief shock.

Wang Xiaodong wanted to step forward to add punches, but a pair of big hands grabbed his wrist, preventing him from moving.

It's Zhang Wei.

"It's so bad!"

Faced with Zhang Wei's warning, Wang Xiaodong said: "He is still moving and has not surrendered."

Zhang Wei's mouth twitched: "I know."

Now all that's left is unconscious twitching, and he has no ability to fight anymore. There's no need to step forward to make up for it. If he continues to fight, something will really happen.

"Back off!"

Slimming his shoulders and leaning lightly, Zhang Wei took Wang Xiaodong back a few steps, then squatted down to check Liu Baoguo's injuries. He found that only the bridge of his nose was broken, and he started counting the seconds after bleeding profusely.

This time, Liu Baoguo failed to get up again.

Wang Xiaodong became famous when he defeated Master Chuanwu with three punches.

"Fuck you, have you noticed that this referee has a lot of things? He just leaned against Wang Xiaodong and backed away."

"Watching the referee's actions is a bit like military grappling."

"Good guy, it turns out this is the master."

"Fuck, damn, give me your money back!"

"Whoever dares to say Chuanwu can fight in the future, I will be the first to hit him."

"Don't say anything, just quit Wing Chun when you get back."

"You can't fight in Chuanwu. When I was a kid, I squatted on horseback every day. My uncle said I was stupid compared to, well, he practiced white eyebrows."

"Martial arts is for strengthening the body, not for fighting. I should have been able to fight with martial arts in the past, but it's hard to say how good it is now. There are too many fake masters."

"This is just an example. I don't know how many other masters in other arenas will be unlucky next. It will be a good show."

"I hope Wing Chun, Baji, Tongbei, etc. can withstand it. If these are all defeated by amateur fighting, Chuanwu will really be useless."

"My heart aches for Ding Xiu. I hope he won't be beaten too badly when the time comes."