"Countdown! Three! Two! One!"

In the live TV car outside the basketball hall, the director who has broadcasted basketball and football games live many times has calmed his voice: "Turn into the advertising signal!"

The TV screen flashed by, and from the two commentators in the sports station studio, it turned to the advertising screen.

"Fitness is the first sports!"

There is a blonde beauty wearing tight sportswear and a flat vest-line belly, sweating profusely in the fitness club. The angel-like face of an unmarried Eastern European girl is paired with a devilish figure, which definitely makes men excited when they see it. The woman is envious when she sees it, and she wishes she can run to the fitness club immediately.

Going west to the Royal Basketball Hall, on the west end of the Pedestrian Street, in the shop of Hamburger King, all the TVs are turned on, and Taidong Satellite TV is playing the live game.

After the first sports, there were advertisements for Hamburger Royal and Lu's Malatang, and the last thing that followed was Warm Trading.

Except for First Sports, other advertisements are of course made with money.

However, since the current situation of the show is not clear and the competition-related account is related to it, the advertising cost of this period is not high.

If this event is successful, the advertising fee for "Wu Lin Zheng" will inevitably rise.

After four advertisements related to Lu Dong were posted, the TV screen switched to the scene.

"Weiguo is out!" Gao Ming, who was standing in the corner, said to Chaoxia: "I feel that the bald head is brighter than before."

Fu Chaoxia could see clearly that Qiao Weiguo followed Lu Dong, Song Na and Yuan Baoshan. Several of them were wearing cultural shirts of No. 1 Sports. They were not very eye-catching. They specially highlighted Qiao Weiguo with bald head and fists.

Fu Chaoxia didn't understand these things very well and asked, "Gao Ming, can Wei Guo win?"

Gao Ming shook his head: "The chance is not great."

Fu Chaoxia nodded and stopped talking.

At the competition site, Qiao Weiguo followed Yuan Baoshan's instructions and raised an arm high and entered the boxing ring.

Perhaps the early publicity and stimulation revolved around Wu Shengqi, or perhaps the Wei Guo comrades were not good at acting, except for the location of the First Sports Support Group behind, the rest of the place was silent.

"Keep a certain activity." Yuan Baoshan reminded Qiao Weiguo: "Don't let your body cool down!"

Song Na lifted the mineral water over and placed it on the side.

Lu Dong looked around and saw that the competition party was prepared in a complete range, and even professional doctors were present at the scene.

Sports stations often broadcast football and basketball games live. If you have experience in this area, maybe there are ambulances parked outside the gymnasium.

Lu Dong could see that the middle-aged man with a doctor's tag was frequently looking at Wei Guo's side and looking at his body characteristics. He probably felt that it was more likely to rescue Qiao Weiguo in a while.

"Next, please invite Wu Shengqi, the director of Taidong Tai Chi Association, vice president of Quannan Tai Chi Association, and the successor of Yangshi Tai Chi, Master Wu!"

The DJ's voice on the scene was thrilling, which quickly mobilized the audience's emotions.

As soon as the person wearing white practice clothes walked out of the passage, more than 5,000 viewers exclaimed applause, and welcomed Master Wu into the venue in the most enthusiastic way.

Wu Shengqi is already very famous, and coupled with the momentum during the publicity period, he has confirmed the master's reputation.

Qiao Weiguo kept moving, moving his body, and his eyes fell on Master Wu at the same time.

As long as he can get something, he will be willing to lose.

Lu Dong watched Wu Shengqi slowly walk into the boxing ring, standing there as if he was still loose, and felt that this game might not take long.

"The little bald man is really not very good at acting." In the stands, Lu Jianren muttered to Du Xiaobing: "It's a bit terrible."

The two people in the boxing ring formed a strong contrast.

Master Wu is dressed like snow in white, with a wealthy figure and a pine figure. Even if he is bald on his head, he is still elegant, just like a great master of martial arts in TV and the world.

Looking at the opposite side, Qiao Weiguo had a black face, black clothes, black pants, black boxing gloves, and you could see the protruding skull on his bald head, lumps of flesh all over his body, muscles and bulging arms, and a slightly funny tattoo.

In the eyes of the audience, this is a thin monkey who has developed muscles. Not only is he ugly, but his face is particularly fierce, and he doesn't look like a good person.

The two of them stood together, like the little sword demon who was wearing white clothes beat the golden lantern swordsman Xia Suiliang.

"Master Wu, come on!"

"Tai Chi will win!"

There were sounds of cheering for Wu Shengqi in the stadium.

Lu Dong quickly turned around and waved his arms to greet the camp wearing the No. 1 sports and cultural shirt. Xue Tian, ​​who was prepared, immediately held an electric speaker and led dozens of people to cheer for Qiao Weiguo together.

But there were too few people, and even with the help of the electric speaker, they were still suppressed by the sound of cheering Wu Shengqi.

"No one is optimistic about us." Song Na leaned into Lu Dong's ear and said.

Lu Dong said: "The sad soldiers will win!"

The competition is about to begin, and TV begins to broadcast four consecutive advertisements starting with No. 1 Sports.

Lu Dong came to the edge of the boxing pillar and gave Qiao Weiguo a thumbs up: "Weiguo, if you play your level, you will definitely win!"

Seeing the master who didn't even move on stage, Lu Dong felt more and more like this.

Yuan Baoshan reminded: "Fight according to the established tactics!"

Qiao Weiguo nodded slightly to the two of them, and at the hello of the referee, he came to the center of the boxing ring.

The referee is in his thirties and comes from the Provincial Wushu Association. He has served as a referee for some small Sanda competitions in the province.

There is a saying that may be very correct, namely a person and a tree's shadow.

The referee checked Qiao Weiguo and Wu Shengqi and began to make the final instructions before the game.

Mainly said to Wu Shengqi.

"Master Wu, you know the rules of this game. People can't chase after falling down! They can't hit the throat, eyes and crotch vitals, and knees and elbows!"

The referee was worried that if Master Wu’s attack was not serious, the young man opposite could not bear it. He specifically emphasized: "Master Wu, remember! When I shout to stop, you must stop! You can’t attack again! You must not attack again!"

The referee was still very responsible, for fear that Qiao Weiguo would be seriously injured by Master Wu.

Wu Sheng stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

The referee took a step back, Qiao Weiguo and Wu Shengqi each clasped their fists at each other.

The sound of ringing the bell rang.

"Start!" The referee made a gesture.

Qiao Weiguo walked briskly, wearing fists with fists blocked his chest and posed in a defensive posture.

Without understanding the true situation of the master, Yuan Baoshan formulated the tactics and began to focus on caution and temptation.

Wu Sheng's palms were as loose as if they were not protected, and he swung his palms like practicing Tai Chi. He put his palms on both sides of his body and made a starting posture.

"good!"

Just behind him, the more than a hundred people wearing practice clothes burst into applause.

Everyone followed the crowd, just like the Spring Festival Gala, and when they heard the applause, thousands of viewers applauded.

Then, Wu Sheng took two steps forward, waved his fists and attacked Qiao Weiguo with a fierce attack.

The fist fell like raindrops, and the scene suddenly became silent.

The audience was shocked when they saw Master Wu take action!

This fist, this attack method, and the master's moves are unprecedented and unheard of.

On the rostrum, Li Donghai looked at his fist and whispered to Li Xingjian next to him: "This... is this Tai Chi?"

Li Xingjian was also a little dumbfounded: "That... looks... not very similar."

Suddenly, he thought that in front of the building he rented yesterday, two people on the upper and lower floors fought because the toilet leaked, and they were very similar to Master Wu Shengqi now.

Qiao Weiguo was already flexible. After practicing Sanda, he suffered too much weight compared to Lu Dong, so he followed Yuan Baoshan to practice hard at the pace.

Seeing Wu Sheng hit Wu like a raindrop, he moved his steps and changed his directions continuously.

It seemed very passive, but in fact, most of Wu Shengqi's fists were empty, and those who were not empty were not easily blocked by Qiao Weiguo.

The scene of the gymnasium was still silent, and the audience had not yet woken up from the shock of the master's attack.

This is too different from imagination!

In the perception of most viewers, Wu Shengqi is a martial arts master. He practices profound internal martial arts. He is not only able to fight, but also beautifully.

Without Jet Li's posture in Huang Feihong, he could not just punch the turtle like he is now!

Influenced by many film and television works and TV shows, most people in this era believe that kung fu is not only strong in actual combat, but also beautiful when fighting.

Like boxing, Sanda, etc., it is really exciting to get the meat, but compared with Chinese martial arts, they are all inconvenient things.

At the west end of Quannan Road Pedestrian Street, in the Hamburg Royal Store, Gao Ming scratched his head when he saw it.

Fu Chaoxia was a little dumbfounded and asked, "Why do I think Master Wu is like a gangster in our county town fighting?"

Before Gao Ming could speak, a loud voice in the store said, "Is this a martial arts master? Isn't this a shrew fighting?"

The TV station originally had two commentators, but at the beginning of the competition, they were still talking endlessly. When they saw Master Wu take action, they got stuck in an instant and couldn't say a word. It was completely speechless.

Because I don’t know what to say, the master of the blowjob was so powerful, but he ended up fighting like a street gangster...

The audience in the gymnasium were all dumbfounded. This was a huge difference from the imagined national skills and the martial arts in publicity!

Many people even wonder: This kind of random punches is kung fu? is martial arts?
To be continued...