Just then Shang Hao walked in with his senior brother Ju Yingyi.

Shang Hao's expression changed and he shouted: "It's just a discussion, aren't you too cruel?"

Several disciples quickly helped the senior brother up. Ju Ying, who was beside Shang Hao, looked at Shu Qingyi and whispered to Shang Hao: "I'll come."

He was very aware of the level of the cheap junior brother next to him. He was a good at cheating money. His skills were good enough to fool ordinary people, but when he met a real master, he would reveal his secret immediately.

It's not that he wants to meddle in other people's business. Traditional martial arts are declining day by day. Shang Hao pays 50,000 yuan to his master every year, which is an important source of income for the master.

Shang Hao quickly said: "Thank you for your hard work, senior brother."

In his opinion, once Ju Ying takes action, today's situation will definitely be restored. However, he did not notice that the faces of the disciples around him all turned bitter, and they even forgot their habitual cheers.

No matter who comes now, the disciples don't think they can win. The guy on the stage is not a human being.

The disciple's live broadcast room exploded in an instant, and countless barrages flew past. Fortunately, everyone was praising Zuo Peng for being awesome and not belittling Shang Hao Martial Arts School, because everyone could see it and jumped on the spot.

Nearly five meters, who has ever done that?

No high jump Olympic athlete is at this level, right? His physical fitness can kill a basketball superstar in an instant.

Akar excitedly waved to Zuo Peng from the audience: "Master, Master, the number of live broadcasts has exceeded 500!"

The disciple from Shang Hao Martial Arts School glanced at his mobile phone and saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room had reached 20,000! Finally, he felt a little relieved.

Immediately, he scolded himself again: You are so happy...

Song Zheng's thoughts suddenly came to him. He saw that Ju Yingyi had taken off his coat and walked towards the ring step by step. In this world, there are actually people who can build up momentum with their steps... There is something about it.

Ju Ying stepped onto the ring step by step, adjusted his momentum and state to the best, and then raised his hands with extraordinary grace and said: "Feng Xingyi, Ju Yingyi asks for advice!"

Zuo Peng was a layman to martial arts and had no idea about the Xingyiquan school, so he simply returned the favor: "Please!"

Ju Ying took action one by one, and Song Zheng immediately saw the difference between him and Shu Qingyi. How much hard work he put in will be vividly reflected the moment he takes the stage.

Song Zheng's thoughts were linked, and there was no suspense in the martial arts competition. He met a cheating guy. But after this incident, he can study the martial arts in this world carefully.

This is a rich experience.

The result was as Song Zheng expected. Ju Yingyi only lasted two rounds and was only a little stronger than Shu Qingyi. Zuo Peng jumped over Ju Yingyi's head in the air, then stretched out his kick in the air and kicked backwards.

Kicked, kicked Ju Yingyi on the back, and Ju Yingyi also flew out of the ring.

In Zuo Peng's live broadcast room, most of them came in halfway. They didn't see him bumping into the grid and saw this scene painted neatly:

"Fake!"

"Fake!"

"How can such a technique be used in actual combat when making a movie?"

"I have been practicing Sanda for seven years. If this is true, I will live broadcast and practice the Sunflower Manual!"

"What's wrong with the special effects? As long as they look good, the actors are just a little ugly."

"Old man, have you wanted to practice the Sunflower Manual for a long time?"

Akar watched the number of people in the live broadcast room continue to increase, and soon it reached 700, and he immediately smiled. On the way here, Master told him that today's goal is to reach more than 1,000 people, and now it seems promising.

He quickly raised his phone to take a picture of the ring, and then turned the camera to Shang Hao: "Everyone has seen it, this is our Haicheng national free fighting champion Shang Hao, he is also a gymnast of this martial arts gym.

Lord, for such a person, it is not too much to say that he is invincible in all sea cities, right?

He will definitely play next, can we still come to play in his gym and convince him to cooperate with us in special effects?"

In another live broadcast room over there, Shang Hao's disciples were also gnashing their teeth: "They will definitely regret their previous arrogance because they provoked our gym owner!"

"My master is very particular about martial arts cultivation. He often teaches us that martial ethics should come first and we should reserve three points of force in our attacks. However, what they have done must have angered the master, and the master will definitely take action with all his strength!"

Ordinary live broadcast viewers didn't know what was going on. When they saw the No. 1 trial in the white Tang suit in the two live broadcast rooms, with a tall and straight figure and a flowing beard, they subconsciously thought that he was a martial arts master!

But there are also some fighting enthusiasts who watch this kind of live broadcast. Someone jumped out in Akar's live broadcast room: "Interesting!"

"Shang Hao, the famous liar in the fighting world, has become an invincible fighter in Haicheng?"

"I advise the anchor to carefully check what kind of competition Shang Hao's so-called national championship is."

The twists and turns here are really unclear to Akar, a foreigner. A competition that is not necessarily titled "National" must be of a high level. He knows that there are many pheasant universities in the country, but he does not know that there are more various pheasant competitions.

Seeing these words, Akar was a little dumbfounded: Aren't you going to defeat the invincible opponent in Haicheng? Then what's the point of us challenging the gym?

He subconsciously asked: "Then who do you think is number one in Haicheng?"

"How do I know? I'm not from Haicheng."

Shang Hao is riding a tiger and is in trouble. It is said that he is the leader of the hall. At this point, there is absolutely no reason why he should not take action. If he loses, he will not lose the formation.

But he knew how heavy he was, and he would be beaten if he went up. Moreover, the ring was two meters high, so it would be very painful if he fell down. He might even get injured if he didn't do it properly.

"Master!"

The disciples looked at him eagerly. He knew that it would be impossible if he didn't go up, so he backed down today. I'm afraid that all the disciples in the boxing gym would drop out of class tomorrow.

What he is best at is putting on airs. He clasped his hands in front of him and looked up at Zuo Peng on the ring: "Well, I didn't want to hurt anyone, but you are forcing me to do it. Today I will do a King Kong

Angry eyes, slaying demons and demons, also let you know that the road to martial arts is long and long, don't be complacent after just a little achievement and go around causing trouble!"

As soon as these words came out, the two live broadcast rooms suddenly turned upside down.

Song Zheng had been observing and understanding all this in secret. He originally thought that Shang Hao's performance was very good. It was estimated that most of the viewers watching the live broadcast would be blinded by him. After a while, Shang Hao was solved by Zuo Peng three times and five times five times two. This

Only then did I regret that I was still too naive and so on.

But I didn't expect that a barrage from Shui'er flew up in the live broadcast room:

“This is a perfect pretense!”

"No, no, I can't give him full marks. If he gets too proud and stops making progress, he'll be forced to do it forever."

"I'll take my leave first. My mother told me to tie up the cow before it flies into the sky."
Chapter completed!