Chapter 412 The master fell

   "Countdown! Three! Two! One!"

  In the TV live broadcast car outside the basketball hall, the director who has broadcasted basketball and football matches many times has a calm voice: "Transfer to the advertising signal!"

  The TV screen flashed by, from the screen of the two commentators in the studio of the sports station to the advertisement screen.

   "Fitness is the first sport!"

There is a blond beauty, wearing tight sports clothes, showing a flat waistcoat line and belly, sweating like rain in the fitness club. The face of an unmarried girl from Eastern Europe is like an angel, and she is matched with a devil-like figure, which definitely makes men excited. The woman looked envious and wanted to run to the fitness club immediately.

  To the west of the Huangting Basketball Hall, on the west end of the pedestrian street, in the Burger King's store, all the TVs are turned on, and they are playing the live broadcast of Taidong Satellite TV.

After    First Sports, there are advertisements for Burger King and Lu's Mala Tang, and finally, Warm Commerce.

  In addition to the first sports, other advertisements are of course paid for.

   However, due to the unknown prospects of the program and the related users of the competition, the advertising cost of this issue is not high.

  If this competition is successful, the advertising fee of "Wulin Hegemony" will inevitably rise.

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

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

  Fu Zhaoxia could see clearly that Lv Dong, Song Na, and Yuan Baoshan were next to Qiao Weiguo. Several of them were wearing the cultural shirts of No. 1 Sports.

  Fu Zhaoxia didn't understand this very well and asked, "Gao Ming, can Wei Guo win?"

   Gao Ming shook his head: "There's not much chance."

  Fu Zhaoxia nodded and stopped talking.

   At the scene of the competition, Qiao Weiguo followed Yuan Baoshan's prompt, raised an arm and entered the ring.

   It may be that the propaganda campaign in the early stage revolved around Wu Shengqi, or that Comrade Wei Guo was not good-looking, except for the location of the first sports support group behind, the rest of the place was silent.

   "Maintain certain activities." Yuan Baoshan reminded Qiao Weiguo: "Don't let your body cool down!"

  Song Na brought the mineral water and put it on the side.

  Lü Dong looked around, the competition was well prepared, and there were even professional doctors on site.

  Sports stations often broadcast football and basketball games live. We have experience in this area. Maybe there are ambulances parked outside the gymnasium.

   Lu Dong could see that the middle-aged man with the doctor's tag was constantly looking at Wei Guo's side, looking at his physique and characteristics, and probably felt that it was more likely to rescue Qiao Weiguo.

   "The following is the director of Taidong Taijiquan Association, the vice president of Quannan Taijiquan Association, the successor of Yang-style Taijiquan, Wu Shengqi, and Master Wu!"

   The live DJ’s voice was agitated and frustrating, quickly arousing the emotions of the audience.

   As soon as the person wearing the white training suit walked out of the aisle, more than 5,000 spectators gave thunderous applause and welcomed Master Wu in the most enthusiastic way.

  Wu Shengqi was already famous, and with the promotion during the publicity period, he became a master.

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

   As long as he can gain something, he is willing to lose.

  Lü Dong watched Wu Shengqi slowly walk onto the ring and stood there motionless, feeling more and more that this match might not take long.

   "Little bald head doesn't sell very well." In the stands, Lv Jianren muttered to Du Xiaobing: "It's a bit sloppy."

   The two on the ring form a strong contrast.

  Master Wu's white clothes are like snow, his body is rich and noble, and he doesn't move like a pine. Even if his head is bald, he still looks like a great master of martial arts in TV and novels.

   Looking at the other side, Qiao Weiguo has a black face, black clothes, black pants and black gloves, a protruding skull can be seen on his bald head, lumps of flesh up and down his body, and slightly funny tattoos on his muscular arms.

   In the eyes of the audience, this is a skinny monkey with a muscular body. Not to mention ugly, his face is very fierce, and he doesn't look like a good person.

   The two stood together, like a white-clothed prodigy, a little swordsman, and a devil attacking the golden lantern swordsman Xia Suiliang.

   "Master Wu, come on!"

   "Tai Chi will win!"

   There was a cheer for Wu Shengqi in the arena.

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

   But there were too few people, even with the help of electric speakers, the sound of cheering for Wu Shengqi was still suppressed by the audience.

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

   Lu Dong said: "The underdog will win!"

  The game is about to start, and the TV broadcast of the four-stream commercials starting with the first sports.

   Lu Dong came to the column of the boxing ring and gave a thumbs up to Qiao Weiguo: "Wei Guo, play your skills, you will definitely win!"

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

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

  Qiao Weiguo nodded slightly to the two of them, and after being greeted by the referee, he came to the center of the ring.

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

   There is a saying that may be right, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

   The referee checked Qiao Weiguo and Wu Shengqi, and began to make the last words before the game.

   is mainly for Wu Shengqi.

   "Master Wu, you all know the rules of this game. You can't chase after you fall! You can't hit the throat, eyes, and crotch, and you can't use your knees and elbows!"

The referee was worried that if Master Wu's shot was not serious, and the young man on the opposite side couldn't bear the problem, he specially emphasized: "Master Wu, remember! When I say stop, you must stop! Don't attack! Absolutely! No more attacks!"

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

   Wu Shengqi 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 bell rang.

   "Go!" The referee gestured.

  Qiao Weiguo's footsteps were brisk, his fists wearing gloves were blocked in front of his chest, and he assumed a defensive stance.

   Not knowing the true situation of the master, Yuan Baoshan's tactics began to be based on caution and trial.

  Wu Shengqi was as motionless as a loose, unprotected palm, like a Taijiquan swing, his palms resting on both sides of the body, in a starter pose.

"it is good!"

   Right behind him, the more than 100 people wearing training uniforms burst out with applause.

  People all followed the crowd, just like the Spring Festival Gala, thousands of spectators applauded when they heard the applause.

   Then, Wu Shengqi took two steps forward and waved his fists towards Qiao Weiguo in a fierce attack.

The    fist fell like raindrops, and the scene was silent.

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

  This fist, this attacking method, this master's move, has never been seen before, unheard of.

   On the podium, Li Donghai looked at his fists and asked Li Xingjian next to him in a low voice, "This...is this Taijiquan?"

  Li Xingjian was also a little dumbfounded: "That...it doesn't look like it...it doesn't look like it."

   Suddenly, he remembered that in front of the building he rented yesterday, the two people downstairs and downstairs were fighting because of the toilet leak.

  Qiao Weiguo is inherently flexible. After practicing Sanda, because he was too weak in strength and weight compared to Lu Dong, he followed Yuan Baoshan to practice hard work up and down.

   Seeing Wu Sheng’s fists coming down like raindrops, he kept moving his steps and changing his position.

   seems to be very passive, in fact, most of Wu Shengqi's fists are empty, and Qiao Weiguo can easily block those who are not empty.

  The stadium scene was still silent, and the audience hadn't woken up from the shock of the master's shot.

   This is too different from what I imagined!

  In the perception of most of the audience, Wu Shengqi is a master of martial arts. He has practiced profound internal boxing techniques, not only can he fight, but he must also fight beautifully.

   Without the posture of Jet Li in Huang Feihong, why can't he be like this now, he can't go straight to the king's eight fists!

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

   Like boxing and sanda, the punching is really exciting, but compared with Chinese martial arts, it is a bit of an unattractive stuff.

  The west end of Quannan Road Pedestrian Street, in the Burger King, Gao Ming scratched his head.

  Fu Zhaoxia was a little dumbfounded and asked, "Why do I think Master Wu is fighting like our county gangsters?"

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

  The TV station originally had two commentators. At the beginning of the game, they were still talking endlessly. When they saw Master Wu’s shot, they got stuck in an instant and couldn’t say a word.

  Because I don't know what to say, the blow master in front played so hard, and the result was like a street gangster...

  The audience in the gym were all dumbfounded. This is a huge gap from the imagined martial arts and the martial arts in the propaganda!

   Even, many people are puzzled: this kind of random punching is kung fu? Is it martial arts?

  In the TV, the masters who carefully appreciate the propaganda of the station, this is not the case!

   Even Song Na opened her mouth in surprise, and couldn't help but ask Lu Dong, "Tai Chi shouldn't have a wild horse's mane and a white crane's wings, why can't you see any tricks?"

   Lu Dong was speechless and did not know how to explain.

   On the boxing ring, Qiao Weiguo still focused on dodging, instead of blindly testing, he wanted to first touch Master Wu's way of boxing.

   Seeing Wu Shengqi pressing Qiao Weiguo to fight, the cheers from the people in training suits in the back stand grew louder and louder.

  嘭——

   Wu Shengqi's fist hit Qiao Weiguo's glove.

  Qiao Weiguo often practiced against Lu Dong. Compared to the unreasonable strength of Lu Dong, who was tall and heavy, this fist was too light.

   Then, two more punches came. Qiao Weiguo stopped hiding and blocked them all with his fists.

   This strength is not an illusion, the opponent's strength is really not great.

   Master Wu Shengqi attacked for nearly half a minute. He lacked the physical strength of long-term scientific training, and he was gradually unable to keep up. It was inevitable that he had to take a break and take a breath.

  Qiao Weiguo saw the opponent's fist slow down and decided to try it out.

   His footsteps are flexible and changeable, and he quickly moved to Wu Shengqi's side. Just when Wu Shengqi turned around, he jabbed out with his front hand.

  Comrade Wei Guo is known for his flexibility and speed, and his fist speed is extremely fast. Wu Shengqi only saw a black shadow coming and wanted to dodge, but his rich body and exhausted physical strength affected his dodging speed.

  嘭——

The sound of the    fist hitting the face was not too loud, and it didn't travel far.

   Wu Shengqi was unsteady and fell backwards. Fortunately, he was not far from the guardrail. He grabbed the guardrail with his hand and only fell on his buttocks.

   (end of this chapter)