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Chapter 258 100 in Hand
"Director Wang, don't make sarcastic remarks at this time."

When the people next to him heard what the man in the sunglasses said, they couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

They Hong Kong Island martial arts came to find a venue, and Cai Lifu was taken off the plaque when he came up. After seeing Ding Xiu's martial arts, everyone felt heavy in their hearts, and it was not a good feeling.

In the end, Wang Jiawei was fine, and he said shit, and then his filming was conservative.

It sounds like he admires Ding Xiu's martial arts.

Thinking about it makes me angry.

I don't know how Wang Jiawei came in. Why did a filmmaker come to see the excitement of their martial arts circle.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited." Wang Jiawei pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose awkwardly, and smiled bitterly.

He is planning to shoot a martial arts film recently, and he has collected materials everywhere. He has interviewed all the martial arts gyms, and he heard that someone here is about to fight, so he came here to take a look.

The reason why he was able to come in was because when collecting the materials, he often invited the head of the museum to dinner. With this relationship, they were willing to bring him in.

Unexpectedly, this trip was really not in vain. When I came up, I saw a wonderful martial arts competition. Ding Xiu evened Cai Lifo's successor with three punches and two kicks, and sent him flying so far.

From the materials he collected, he knew that the Chuanwu contest would not be a [-]-round battle like in the novel, and the winner would usually be determined by a few moves.

But I didn't expect it to be so fast. From Ding Xiu's shot to the end, there was not a minute before or after.

……

In fact, this is how the competition is, and it doesn't take much time.

Even a professional group arena is the same. After all, it is a hand-to-hand competition. It consumes a lot of energy, the muscles of the whole body are moving, and the concentration is super concentrated. Who can last long?

In a professional arena, if there is no referee, the winner can be determined in minutes.

The battlefield is faster, life and death are separated every minute, two people who don't know each other are extremely jealous when they meet, either you die or I die.

"Is it gone?" In the arena, Ding Xiu looked around and said, "If not, I will go upstairs. Wing Chun is still waiting upstairs."

On the second floor, there were already quite a few people lying on the banisters of the stairs to watch. They were Wu Bing, the head of the martial arts gym and the referee, Wu Bing and others from the mainland.

Originally, they were waiting for Ding Xiu to go upstairs, but they didn't expect to hear the sound of war declaring downstairs before he arrived.

At the beginning, the Wing Chun family were happy to see the success. If Ding Xiu couldn't even climb the stairs, it just happened that he didn't even have the qualifications to compete in Wing Chun. Everyone was happy.

Unexpectedly, Cai Lifu lay down without a few moves.

From their point of view, it wasn't that Cai Lifo couldn't help but fight. Ma Qiang who made the move was a senior disciple. He had studied martial arts for decades, his kung fu was solid, and he had fought in actual combat. Usually, few people could not get close to him.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Ding Xiu for being too strong, with one hand Bajiquan is extremely fierce, and he can beat people to the ground in an instant. up.

Hearing this, the Wing Chun boss panicked.

On the contrary, Wu Bing calmed down a lot and almost clapped his hands. He had seen Ding Xiu's kung fu before, so he came here to support this time.

The reason for coming here is not only that the two have a little friendship, but also to see Ding Xiu's unyielding spirit.

If Ding Xiu decides to serve someone tea to admit his mistake, he will definitely ignore him, and treat him as if he doesn't know this person in the future.

But Ding Xiu was not convinced and was willing to come to the house to fight, so he wanted to come to support the show, whether he was from the same mainland or a friend, he would come for both public and private purposes.

"Da da da."

On the second floor, a figure came down slowly. It was a man in his forties, with a yellowish skin, bald on both sides of his forehead, and a standard M-shaped hairstyle.

Two feet in front of Ding Xiu, the man clasped his hands together: "Hong Quan, Xie Shankui."

Ding Xiu clapped his hands in return, staring at the other party, a bit puzzled why those who practiced martial arts have bald their heads. Could it be that improper martial arts training in the early years hurt the body?
If Xie Shankui knew what Ding Xiu was thinking, he would definitely give him a big mouth. His hair is indeed due to poor health.

In the past, when I competed with others, I was hit in the waist, had blood in my urine, was hospitalized, and almost lost my kidneys. Within two years, I started to lose my hair and gradually became bald.

Although his friends said that his kidneys were not good, he never admitted it, saying that it was because he was old, had a lot of work pressure, and stayed up all night.

"I don't have a martial arts school to take off your brand."

Xie Shankui's first sentence stunned Ding Xiuzui, why would you stand up without a sign?
"I won't give you 100 million if you lose."

The second sentence made the corner of Ding Xiu's mouth twitch: "And then?"

"If I lose, I will stop practicing martial arts from now on, and I will take a detour when I meet you."

"So cruel?"

"Do you dare to answer?"

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Ding Xiu just smiled and agreed without even thinking about it.

Wu Jing on the first floor was worried for him. Hitting one more person for no reason would waste a lot of energy.

The most dangerous thing is that every time you hit another person, you have to reveal a bit of your strength. When you go upstairs, everyone will know what unique skills you have and what kung fu you are good at.

Don't underestimate this point, if you are good at legs, people will get closer to you and play close to you, if you are good at boxing, they will distance you and play legs.

Ding Xiu's current approach is unwise compared to making the other party ignorant and taking him by surprise.

Contrary to what Wu Jing thought, Wu Bing upstairs just sighed.

Ding Xiu probably has a solid foundation in kung fu, Xie Shankui has also heard of him, he is a famous martial artist, he is very famous in the Hongquan circle, he fought in a lot of rings in the early years, and gradually stopped fighting, and did not open a martial arts gym.

When the two fought, Xie Shankui was obviously not Ding Xiu's opponent, and maybe from now on, they really couldn't punch each other.

Beating people until they gave up their boxing skills was a bit cruel, and Wu Bing couldn't bear it.

But he couldn't beg Ding Xiu to take a step back. Xie Shankui didn't have a plaque or money, so he had to come up with something to be eligible to play. It was his own idea to give up boxing if he lost, and he couldn't blame others.

Taking a deep breath, Xie Shankui stretched out his arms slowly, the middle finger, the nameless one, and the little finger bent.

The two of them were close together, and his palm was almost in front of Ding Xiu. Even Ding Xiu who was close could clearly see the hairs on his arms and the bulging veins.

Ding Xiu also stretched out his hand and approached slowly, and the two of them shared hands.

In the next second, Ding Xiu bounced away violently, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Almost at the same time, Xie Shankui clenched his five fingers and punched Ding Xiu's chest very fast, making people unable to react in time.

Ding Xiu had experienced the ferocity of Hong Quan when he was a cameo in the Kung Fu movie, so he didn't dare to be careless at all. He bent his arms, crossed his elbows, and used his elbows to block at close range.

Fist and elbow collided, Ding Xiu took a few steps back and retreated from the stairs.

Xie Shankui, who was still on the stairs, stepped on the edge of the steps with his back foot, forcibly resisting the force.

"it is good!"

The martial arts celebrities who watched shouted loudly, and their palms were red.

This was the first time Ding Xiu was deflated after entering the door, and he was punched back. It was obvious that Xie Shankui, who had not retreated a step, had the upper hand.

It's just that no one noticed that Xie Shankui's right hand, which had just punched, was red and trembling slightly.

Forces are mutual, fists meet elbows, how can he be fine under head-to-head encounters, I don't know if it's because he's getting old, and his finger bones are a little bit painful.

It's just that he didn't dare to look at it because of the crowd.

Now he is carrying it all in one breath, if the breath is lost, he will lose, he can't help thinking too much, he jumped up, came to Ding Xiu's body, and swung his heavy iron arm over.

Ding Xiu raised his arm to block.

There was a bang bang bang sound from the scene, which was the muffled sound caused by the collision of arms.

Wu Jing, who was watching the battle, felt pain in his hands, and he subconsciously covered his arms when he heard it.

On the court, Xie Shankui fought more and more fiercely. He couldn't hold out too much in one breath, so he had to fight quickly.

Ding Xiu, who took a few tricks by force, almost understood the opponent's tricks. He took a step back and punched with a horse step.

He ignored the door three times, the Overlord broke the willow forcefully, and broke through Xie Shankui's middle door with two moves. Suddenly, the situation was reversed.

With a cold snort in his nose, Ding Xiu stepped forward, this time he didn't punch, but leaned towards Xie Shankui.

It's better to say it's a collision than to rely on it.

"Baji, close to the mountain!"

Sharp-eyed people have already recognized the name of this trick, and they have a bad feeling in their hearts.

Tie Shan Kao is the foundation of Baji. Almost everyone who has learned Baji has practiced it, but the specific level of practice varies from person to person.

Because to practice this trick, you need to use your body to lean against walls, trees, and piles.

Legend has it that in the period of the Republic of China, some fierce men could break a tree as thick as a thigh by leaning on it.

After all, Xie Shankui is not a mature man, and he was injured in his early years. If he is reliable now, he may not be able to withstand it.

In the arena, Xie Shankui did not panic. He took another deep breath, took a step back, and exhausted all his strength to punch Ding Xiu's face with his iron fist.

His arms are long, if Ding Xiu dares to bump into him, he will definitely get punched.

The big deal is that everyone trades injuries for injuries.

However, Ding Xiu didn't intend to change his injuries. He retracted his head, rolled his body, and got into Xie Shankui's arms.

In the next second, the 1.8-meter-long man stretched out, as if breaking free from a roaring black bear.

The shape of an octopolar bear is attached to the mountain.

"boom!"

Visible to the naked eye, Xie Shankui kept backing up, hitting the tea table before stopping.

"Cough cough cough."

"Cough cough cough."

Xie Shankui's face was pale, his chest heaved, and he coughed continuously while panting heavily.

Coughing and coughing, I suddenly felt a little sweet in my mouth, I gritted my teeth, and swallowed it with saliva.

Supported by those around him, he pushed these people away, and said to Ding Xiu: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Talented people emerge from generation to generation. It is amazing to be able to practice Bajiquan at such a young age."

"I had a great time playing this match, and I had a lot of fun. Thank you for helping me see what it means to be someone beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

"I lost, and I won't punch again in the future."

Ding Xiu clasped his hands together and said, "Cheng Rang, you have good combat experience, and your fist skills are fierce. Among the people I have met, you are considered very powerful."

Xie Shankui laughed loudly: "I can't compare to you young people."

"Old Xie, don't be impulsive, everyone will help you make up the 100 million, don't say that you don't practice martial arts."

"Yeah, old Xie, no, it's just 100 million, I'll lend you."

"Brother Xie, don't panic, I will help you find the place later."

"Young man, it's too much to let people not touch kung fu after winning."

"It's not easy for Lao Xie. It's a pity to lose this kung fu. You have to be forgiving and forgiving."

Xie Shankui cupped his hands towards the crowd: "Everyone, don't try to persuade me anymore. I can afford to lose. If I say I won't try kung fu, I won't do it. Thank you for your kindness. I appreciate it. Don't let me lose kung fu and then lose to others."

It's not a pity to lose to Ding Xiu and use this contest to bring an end to his martial arts career.

In fact, he didn't want to practice martial arts in the past two years. When he was young, he beat too hard, but when he was old, he was full of problems. When it was sunny and rainy, he would hurt here or there.

It's almost like sitting in a wheelchair.

But due to his status in the world, he was a little embarrassed to just retreat like this.

In the past two days, I heard that there is a boy from the mainland who wants to challenge the Eight Great Martial Arts Schools. He checked Ding Xiu's resume and found out that he is a master.

Thinking that it was almost impossible to fight anyway, it would be good to fight against a master, fearing that Ding Xiu would not fight with him, he also mentioned two things, the first one loses and never touches kung fu.

If he wins, he will say that the hero cherishes the hero, and feels that he has ruined a good seedling, and he will withdraw from the arena in the future.

If he loses, he will go down the slope and make a promise. Anyway, he is retiring for the Hong Kong martial arts circle, and everyone will only respect him.

The second time I met Ding Xiu and took a detour, which was simpler, the crowd was vast, as long as he didn't deliberately find fault, if there were no accidents, he and Ding Xiu would never see each other again in this life.

Anyway, if you kill him, you can't pay 100 million.

It is impossible to pay, not even in this life.

What a loss to lose 100 million in a fight.

Hearing Xie Shankui's words, Ding Xiu bowed his hands to him again, and nodded with some admiration.

This person is not bad!
It's a man.

……

"Is there anyone else?" Ding Xiu shouted.

This time, no one on the first floor made a sound. Everyone is not stupid. It is obvious that Ding Xiu is a master. Both Cai Lifo and Xie Shankui lost to him. Who would dare to go up?
Before the fight, you can still make gestures, but after losing two games in a row, there is only one kind of person who goes up, and that is the one who thinks that he must win, or he is making fun of his own martial arts hall signboard.

But who dares to say that he can definitely win against Ding Xiu?
Fist is afraid of young and strong, Ding Xiu is in his 20s, it is the time to be fierce, young people are full of vigor, dare to fight and fight hard.

In addition, Ding Xiu has a lot of fighting experience, not like someone of his age.

During the whole process, there was no panic at all. He took advantage of the victory and chased after each move. He was very calm, like a veteran with rich experience and battles.

Seeing that no one was fighting, Ding Xiu lamented that he missed 100 million, and turned his attention to the second floor.

It is also you looking at me and I looking at you.

A few seconds later, a young woman stood up, about 25 years old, with an oval face, long legs, quite pretty, with long braids, and wearing a black sportswear.

"I don't have a door plaque for you either, but I have 100 million. If I lose, I will pay."

Ding Xiu scratched his head, looked at Wu Bing and the others, as if asking, is she rich?
Wu Bing turned his head to ask other people, and nodded towards Ding Xiu after getting the answer.

Sitting on the banister with her buttocks, the girl slid down, stepped on the corner at the end, jumped for life, and kicked towards Ding Xiu.

"Good guy, don't you even say hello?"

With the money, Ding Xiu felt much better, and said easily after bending over to avoid it.

The girl landed on the ground, twirled her toes, and said with a smile: "My name is He Xiaoyu. I have practiced gossip for a few days. I see that you are good at it. Let me ask you for advice."

"Yes." Ding Xiu nodded, putting one hand behind his back: "Seeing that you are a woman, I will let you go."

(End of this chapter)