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Chapter 1153 A slap in the air?(1/3)

The ratings of the martial arts conference are not high.

After all, it has been held for five or six years, and it is considered an old program.

The show just came out, and everyone thought it was quite new and would take a look.

Now looking at it, I feel that this is a completely insult to people’s IQ.

But no matter how low the ratings are, there are still ratings.

In addition, there are advertisements for people to name each episode, which allows the program to be preserved.

"Today, I am a disciple of the Wing Chun Boxing Gym and fight with the disciples of the Muay Thai Gym. In addition, there are disciples from Lingshan Taoist Temple from Lingshan. After the battle between the two sects ends, they will choose any sect to hold a kicking competition."

"Now, please ask the disciples from both sides to come to the stage."

The host's voice sounded on the TV.

In a residential building.

A teenage boy walked out and saw his dad staring at the TV, saying, "Dad, what's so good about this show?"

"What do children know?"

"If you don't understand, you can tell that this is fake. The gangsters in our school are better at fighting than them. If you like it, I'll record it for you next time."

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Well……"

"Is it going to have a parent-teacher meeting?"

“…”

"Hurry up and do your homework, or let your mom go to a parent-teacher meeting next time."

The big boy curled his lips and thought to himself, why are you talking nonsense?

The show has begun.

Disciples were sent on both sides.

To be about ornamentality.

Muay Thai is definitely better.

After all, domestic boxing techniques look good when you don’t hit people.

As long as you hit someone, it is no different from a turtle punch.

Muay Thai is different, every punch and every kick is extremely powerful.

It is said that a powerful Muay Thai master can bend the steel pipe with one kick, and the calf bone is as hard as steel bars.

Some loyal old audiences watched on the TV.

Chen Yang also sat down in the audience to watch.

He could hardly watch it.

The two of them fought were not as interesting as the three-year-old child.

Don’t punch where you can, and don’t kick where you can.

You are Muay Thai, you are not Tai Chi!

Is this how you use Wing Chun?

If I know, Ip Man can angrily slap the coffin board and get up and point it at your nose and scold it.

"Fortunately, I'm not the first to play." Xuan Cheng said with lingering fear.

Too scary.

If he goes up, it will definitely become a black spot that he cannot wash away.

Soon, three games were finished.

Wing Chun Boxing Gym won the Muay Thai Gym with two wins in three games.

Both sides came to power and put on a set of so-called rules between the sects that Chen Yang could not understand, and then stepped down.

The host came on stage and said, "Next, please invite the disciples of Lingshan Taoist Temple to choose a sect to challenge the hall. If the challenge is successful, it will become the permanent sect of this program."

Xiao Jing didn't carry her axe, and that thing was so shocking.

She walked onto the martial arts stage and pointed to the Muay Thai Pavilion below.

Gong Ping was unhappy and thought that if I lost, I was just a soft persimmon?

If you really want to let go of the fight, how many disciples of Zhao Changliang can be enough for me?

At this time, Xiao Jing turned his hand to Zhao Changliang again.

Before they could react, Xiao Jing said, "I challenge them all, let's go together."

Shu Rou whispered: "Can it work?"

I didn't communicate with Zhang Hansheng in advance.

"It's better to be faster." Chen Yang nodded.

Not to mention six people from two sects, even if you add zeros to the back, Xiao Jing can do it.

Zhang Hansheng's face was a little dark.

This is live broadcast.

Xiao Jing's behavior is like a live broadcast accident.

The key is that he can't go up and say anything.

He could only wink at Zhao Changliang madly and told him not to agree.

"Two fights?" Zhao Changliang ignored Zhang Hansheng and said, "The little girl has a commendable courage."

Then he turned his head and said to a disciple: "Xiao He, go."

Xiao Jing said: "Let them all play, and the outcome will be decided in one game."

"Miss, there are rules in the world. When you go to the martial arts stage, you just follow the rules and fight one by one. It's already a mess. For your age, I don't care about you, but if you get more and more aggressive, it's too much."

Zhao Changliang looked at Chen Yang, his dissatisfaction was beyond words.

Chen Yang said: "Then let's fight two first, and start with a gentler move."

"Yes." Xiao Jing understood.

Zhao Changliang's eyes trembled, and a fire broke out in his heart.

Tap?

Arrogant enough.

If it weren't for Zhang Hansheng's protection, he would have taught this little girl to be a human being today.

In front of the TV, the audience was also stunned.

"Where did the little girl come out?"

"The disciple of Lingshan Taoist Temple? Lingshan Taoist Temple also participates in this program?"

"Daughter, come, come."

In a private house, a middle-aged man shouted into the house.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Have you been to Lingshan Taoist Temple? Have you ever seen this little girl?"

"Hey, it's her. I've seen it, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I heard from the host that the little girl is from Lingshan Taoist Temple. I thought it was fake."

Lingshan Taoist temple has a very high status in the hearts of Lingshan locals.

Even if some people have never been there, I have heard of it.

"This is... a martial arts conference?" The son said in surprise: "Lingshan Taoist Temple is still attending this? Is that abbot Chen so short of money? He doesn't want his integrity?"

The middle-aged man's face sank: "What nonsense is it? What's wrong with this show?"

The son cut it off and said, "Dad, this show is just to fool you, the elderly, and it is no different from those who sell health products and those who advertise on TV. You said you are a leader of your size and size, and even a scammer can't deceive you, why are you obsessed with this kind of show?"

"Do you understand Chinese art? Do you understand?"

"MuoThai is called Chinese martial arts?"

"I……"

The old father was speechless after a sentence.

At this time.

Disciples from Muay Thai and Wing Chun Boxing Hall have already been on stage.
To be continued...
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