Competition

Author: Canghai Guyin

Competition

Early the next morning.

Taoist temple villa, cliff platform.

The Yatai is a vast area and has been set up as a venue. The banner of "Ancient Martial Arts Exchange Meeting" is hung, and a dragon and tiger pattern is painted, fluttering in the wind, just like the dragon and tiger in the flag, and also full of spirit.

At the venue, delegations from various sects arrived one after another.

There are monks from Shaolin, Henan.

Taoist priest of Wudang Sect.

Qingcheng, and even Dian Cang and other sects as far away as Dali, Yunnan, sent representatives to attend the meeting.

There are representatives of various boxing styles.

Delegations from ancient India, Thailand, and Korea also appeared at the venue as special guests, attracting attention.

…

"Are you all ready?"

"Xiao Yang, please adjust the position of the camera again. There will be actual combat discussions later, so you must record them."

On the high platform of the venue, the photography team was already in place, and female director Lin Jinyan was directing the team and coordinating the shooting and recording matters.

She is the program director of National TV Series 7. This time, she cooperated with the Wushu Association to produce a special report on the ancient martial arts cultural exchange meeting.

"There are a lot of people, but will today's martial arts programs still have ratings?"

Someone in the team whispered.

In fact, many TV stations have produced special topics on martial arts, and even for a certain period of time, there was a craze for martial arts.

However, as the personalities of the so-called "Masters of Chuanwu" collapsed, people became more and more skeptical about this.

So much so that for a while, the word "master" became a derogatory term.

I remember that someone once organized a martial arts conference, claiming to bring together masters from the six martial arts sects. Although it caused some discussion and enthusiasm, most of it was posted on the Internet and treated as a joke.

"This ancient martial arts cultural exchange meeting is convened by the Wushu Association. They are all martial arts practitioners with real talents and practical knowledge. They will let people know the real martial arts. Moreover, there are also international martial arts representatives. I believe there will be good ones.

repercussions."

Lin Jinyan said.

Even so, she was actually a little unsure in her heart.

Will anyone really watch the martial arts show?

…

…

"Is this the legendary martial arts event?"

"It turns out that there are really so many martial arts sects and their inheritance..."

Tang Li sat in the venue, watching all this and sighing a little.

For Chuan Wu, he is actually a newcomer. This kind of grand gathering that brings together various sects is also a novel experience.

This exchange meeting also set up a practical discussion session.

And set up awards and corresponding bonuses.

The final winner will receive the winner's solid gold commemorative medal and a bonus of NT$100,000.

Tang Li signed up to participate.

By competing with martial arts masters from all walks of life, you may be able to gain new insights and gain a better understanding of martial arts and even practice.

For this, Tang Li had some small expectations in his heart.

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At the venue, the leaders of the Wushu Association gave a speech and announced the official start of the exchange meeting.

According to the agenda, a Xingyiquan representative gave an opening demonstration.

This is an old martial artist with a good reputation in the martial arts world. The old man is already over sixty years old, but he has a strong body and a bright spirit. Every punch and kick is clean and neat.

And rigorous.

A layman may not see anything.

Tang Li could feel the presence of "meaning" in the old man's fists.

This kind of meaning

Reserved.

Modesty.

It seems to make people feel the precipitation of time.

After completing a set of Xingyiquan demonstration, the old martial artist closed his fists and stood up.

…

"Is this the end?"

Someone in the Gaotai photography team muttered.

The old martial arts master's boxing neither captured the wind nor cracked rocks and trees. To ordinary people, this display was somewhat similar to people practicing Tai Chi in a park square, and there wasn't much difference.

Afterwards, several boxing representatives gave reports and discussed the development and promotion of martial arts.

After more than an hour, the practical discussion finally came.

A total of 28 people participated in the actual discussion this time, including delegations from ancient India, Korea, and Thailand.

The competitive competition will adopt a pairing elimination system, and the matches will be determined by drawing lots until the final winner is determined.

The entire competition lasted for two days.

On the first day, fourteen first-round winners will be determined.

The seven winners of the second round were selected in the morning of the next day. At the end of the afternoon, the final winner was determined and awarded a commemorative medal.

"Yanwu, this competition is an exchange between colleagues. After taking the field, you need to stick to it. You must not be aggressive and aggressive, let alone be angry during the competition. Do you understand?"

In the Shaolin delegation, the monk leading the team said to a warrior monk.

"Yeah." The monk nodded and accepted the instruction.

The monk has an upright face, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes. Through the monk's robe, his muscular lines are revealed, and his body is strong and condensed.

Yanwu clasped his palms together and responded. He looked at the competition stage at the venue, and there was a trace of heat in his eyes that disappeared briefly.

In his seat, Tang Li looked at the list.

He will appear in the eighth game, and his opponent is a representative from the Diancang faction.

"Please invite Wudang Taoist Master Chen and representatives of the Eight Immortals Boxing to take the stage."

In the first competition, Chen Shiji from the Wudang Clan faced off against Zhang Xing, a representative of the Eight Immortals Boxing.

"Hey, doesn't this believe in science? A Taoist priest, Chen, who jumped three meters and six meters. It turns out that he has also come to the meeting and will be sent to fight on behalf of Wudang."

Looking at the Wudang Taoist Master on the competition stage, Tang Li slightly raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Wudang Taoist Master Chen Shiji is very popular on the Internet today. He often uploads some videos of practicing martial arts on the Internet, saying that he believes in science, turning around and jumping off a cliff of more than ten meters.

Shows such as starting to chop wood piles, kicking like the wind, and even two-finger Zen, etc., combine martial arts with current hot topics, and have a good reputation and response.

The competition begins.

Chen Shiji on the competition stage was different from the wit and humor in the online video, and looked more solemn and solemn. He used Wudang Tai Chi to fight against the representative of the Eight Immortals Boxing. In the end, he pushed his hand and pushed the opponent to lose his balance, causing him to retreat seven times in a row.

Eight steps, clasping fists and admitting defeat.

Time passes.

Competitors appeared one after another, and there were many exciting duels among them.

"It looks pretty good."

On the high platform of the venue, the photography team took pictures and recorded the process of the competition. There was discussion among the team.

Although the competition on the field was not like in the movies and TV series, where punches crack rocks and breaths turn into swords, it can be seen that these contestants are not just tricks, but have real talents and knowledge. At least, they can be called "

sports".

"If there is more publicity and support, such an exchange meeting may be able to change some people's views on Chuanwu."

Looking at all this, the female guide Lin Jinyan's eyes flashed slightly, thoughtfully.

"Please invite Master Tang and representatives from Dian Cang to come on stage."

The eighth game came and it was Tang Li's turn to appear.
Chapter completed!