Chapter 208 If you want to fight, you can fight, and you are the one who pushes hard!
Zhuang Ming was so angry that he was about to get angry, but he saw Ye Xingyu waved his hand at him and said jokingly: "When the old man fights, he fights less and talks more, so just let him talk, we are not in a hurry!"
Later, Ye Xingyu took Wang Chunxiang to a corner and was also imparting experience, but he was muttering so quietly that only Wang Chunxiang could hear it.
Here, Ma Weiguo's voice was very loud, and he continued to teach. A group of students listened with great interest, and the camera kept pointing at him.
“When exerting energy, the joints must first be relaxed, but the tendons and membranes around the joints must be raised appropriately, that is to say, loose when they should be loose, and tight when they should be tight, and there should be tightness in the looseness, and looseness in the tightness. This problem is very
It’s complicated and it’s hard to explain clearly in a few words…”
Ma Weiguo kept talking for more than ten minutes, about "receiving hair", "pine cone elastic beans", "five lightning whips", and "three-dimensional Hunyuan Jin". They all sounded awesome.
It's just that the demonstration was a bit funny. It didn't look like boxing, but more like a cramp.
Finally, Teacher Ma finally finished his speech, and the competition between the two sides was about to officially begin.
Ma Weiguo, wearing a white dragon-patterned training uniform, walked to the center of the field, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly and proudly: "Which young junior is coming to compete? Come up quickly! Don't waste time!"
The people in the Zhuang Group were very angry when they heard this sentence. Who is this bastard who is wasting time? Catch the thief, right?
Ye Xingyu was not angry. He paused his instruction to Wang Chunxiang and quickly stepped onto the stage. After standing still, he clasped his fists and saluted. The rules were in place.
But Ma Weiguo looked at him carelessly and said arrogantly: "Young man, in martial arts, peace is the most important thing. I don't think we two really need to fight. Just use your two hands to pull one of my fingers. If you can pull it, it's fine."
How about you win?"
Ye Xingyu chuckled, turned around and left without saying anything.
Ma Weiguo thought the other party was cowardly, so he shouted proudly: "Young man, don't leave! What are you afraid of? I won't hurt you, let's stop here!"
Ye Xingyu ignored it, walked up to Wang Chunxiang, winked at her, and whispered: "Go ahead, be gentle, old people have brittle bones and cannot withstand beatings!"
As a militant, Wang Chunxiang didn't mind being used as a gunman at all. She nodded cheerfully, took off her hat and threw it to Ye Xingyu, then rolled up her sleeves and walked directly opposite Ma Weiguo.
Zhuang Mingsheng was surprised when he saw Ye Xingyu not fighting, and asked: "Mr. Ye, is this...?"
Ye Xingyu waved his hands and replied nonchalantly: "It's the same for everyone. It's all done in one move, so I'll give the young people a chance to practice in practice."
In his eyes, not only Wang Chunxiang is a young man, but also the arrogant old man opposite who relies on his old age to sell his old age.
Fengmao Industrial only knew that the Zhuang Group invited a young ancient warrior. The specific situation was not investigated clearly. At first, they were a little worried when they saw Ye Xingyu coming on the stage. But then, for some unknown reason, another one was replaced.
When the eldest girl came up, she suddenly felt that she had won the match and looked relaxed.
Firstly, she felt that Wang Chunxiang was too young, and secondly, she was bullied as a prostitute. No matter how you looked at her, she didn't look like a powerful character.
I don’t know what the Zhuang Group was thinking. They sent such a delicate girl to the stage to compete. How could she be Teacher Ma’s opponent? Even the foreign strongman from the Western League who weighed more than 200 kilograms was no match for him.
But Teacher Ma’s three moves and two moves!
Including those martial arts disciples, many people have the urge to try. They probably feel that this beauty may have walked into the wrong set, right? Are you sure she is not a catwalk model from the next class? Such a weak-handed person,
There is no need for Teacher Ma to take action personally. If it were me, I can do it too!
How could these ignorant guys know the horror of Hero Chunxiang? She had already developed her strength two years ago and defeated the entire special police brigade of Li City without a single defeat. Last night, after a night of training by Ye Xingyu, her strength
With the skyrocketing price, he could even compete with a master like Lu Cheng, let alone Ma Weiguo, who opened a martial arts gym and collected tuition fees?
If this teacher Ma had been twenty years younger, he might have been able to pick up two or three moves, but now he's half buried in the ground, and he still comes to the ring to fight. I really don't know how to write the word "death".
Wang Chunxiang stood still, habitually making a crane-shaped pile, but then she thought, this is a martial arts competition, not a practice. Of course, her legs are more stable on the ground, and it is easier to use force, so she made her usual posture.
Starting action.
Turn sideways, bend your knees slightly, and look straight ahead.
The feet are in front and back for good support; the hands are close and the other is far away, which can attack or defend.
This is a standard fighting posture that does not belong to any sect or sect. It is suitable for middle and low-level warriors and is widely promoted and used in the army.
Ma Weiguo, on the other hand, had his legs spread apart, his hands behind his back, his head held high, his nostrils pointed towards others, a bit like the posture of a national leader visiting the grassroots to inspect work, with an expression of indifference on his face, and he said in a pretentious manner: "Young people
, as a senior, I will give you three moves first..."
Before he finished speaking, he fell down, his face covered with blood.
Wang Chunxiang slowly retracted her fist and muttered softly: "If you want to hit me, then hit me, as long as you talk too much!"
At this time, Ma Weiguo had lost consciousness, fell to the ground motionless, and could no longer stand up.
Several directors of Fengmao Industrial were dumbfounded.
More than a dozen students from Eastern and Western martial arts schools were also dumbfounded.
The news media personnel who came specially to record the special program were all dumbfounded.
What's going on? It's over like this? Knocked out by a weak woman with one punch?
Where are the hair extensions you promised? Where is the lightning whip that you are famous for? Before you even finished your opening remarks, you fell down?
How should we edit the footage that lasts only one second? How should we broadcast it? Is this a joke?
Everyone in the audience was petrified, with incredible expressions on their faces.
In the end, the two young men holding up the poles and banners reacted quickly and shouted in horror: "This is terrible! Teacher Ma has been beaten to death! It's scary!"
Ye Xingyu stopped angrily: "What are you yelling about? The person is not dead! He just fainted!"
The two young men immediately changed their words: "Attention! Teacher Ma was not beaten to death, but knocked unconscious!"
A group of martial arts students finally came to their senses. They rushed forward shouting and hurriedly lifting the unconscious Teacher Ma and rushed him to the hospital for emergency treatment.
However, reporters from the news media stayed behind. They wanted to interview the winner, Ms. Wang Chunxiang, but were mercilessly rejected by the female tyrannosaurus.
In desperation, the media personnel had no choice but to leave the scene and rush to the hospital to interview Ma Weiguo, who was knocked down by a punch.