Chen Qing walked over, turned on the system, and looked at the big locust tree.

“Didi: A locust tree whose core has been corroded by potions.”

Chen Qing brought the reporter around, reached out and took out a handful of broken core debris from the crack in the trunk.

“You smell it.” Chen Qing handed it to the reporter.

The reporters came up one by one, and their faces suddenly changed slightly.

“Does this taste strange?”

“It seems to be the smell of a hospital!”

“Nitric acid and the like.”

Several reporters said.

Chen Qing looked at the tree again, reached out and touched it, and sure enough found that a piece of bark was wrong.

With a forceful buckle, a small piece of bark was snapped off, revealing a finger-thick hole inside.

“Understood?” Chen Qing clapped his hands.

“Just pour potions such as nitric acid into the trees in advance.”

“But in a few days, the core will be soaked and shattered.”

“By the day he casts his fist, the core will have rotted into pieces.”

“So, he just has to make a show and cut the trunk to show you what it’s like inside.”

“Such an inch fist is just a trick, knowing the skill, everyone will do it!”

The reporters suddenly realized that they were shooting at the big locust tree.

The so-called inch fist scam, they finally figured it out.

Ye Feiyun’s punch that made the world famous was actually just a magic trick!

The entire people of Hong Kong Island were deceived by him!

“Ye Feiyun is just a liar, no real kung fu.”

“What about you, Master Chen, you show us your hands.”

One female reporter said timidly, and the rest nodded in agreement and raised their cameras.

Chen Qing smiled and did not refuse.

He raised his palm lightly, pressed it lightly on the intact trunk of the big locust wood, as if he was stroking.

Then, Chen Qing carried his hands and walked to the gate of the courtyard.

“Snap!”

Chen Qing jumped up, whipped his legs, and directly smashed the plaque on the door!

Wing Chun is authentic, but a joke!

Chen Qing and Ye Hongying got into the car and left in the dust.

A group of reporters, confused, gathered in front of the big locust tree.

Until now, they didn’t understand how Chen Qing showed his kung fu.

Is it just a flying leg kick signboard at the door?

But this trick has been performed at the door of the Baji Boxing Gym?

“Wait!”

Suddenly, the female reporter who had just asked the question seemed to have discovered something.

She walked to the big locust wood and gently poked the position that Chen Qing had just touched with her hand.

“Whoosh!”

I saw that the bark was like a piece of tofu, and it was easily poked in by her slender fingers.

The faces of all the reporters changed.

This tree, rotten?

“Phew!”

The woman remembered facing the trunk and pouted and blew a breath.

Suddenly, wood chips scattered in the sky, causing everyone to cough and quickly retreat.

After the wood chips dispersed, all the reporters’ eyes were round and directly stunned.

I saw that on the thick trunk of the tree that the two hugged, where Chen Qing touched it, a deep hole suddenly appeared.

This hole was exactly the shape of the palm, exactly the same as the position that Chen Qing had just touched, and the five fingers were clearly visible.

The most important thing is that this palm-shaped hole penetrates directly from this side of the trunk to the opposite side of the tree.

It’s like in the movie “Kung Fu”, the protagonist’s last move is like a palm print, leaving a palm print on a residential building.

One palm, through the locust wood!

“Hiss…”

The reporters gasped in unison.

“This palm directly penetrates the trees, even if that inch of fist is not fake, it is completely incomparable!”

“Only the place he touched is completely decayed into wood chips, and the rest of the places are not moving, and the control of this kind of strength has been meticulous!”

“Master, this is a master!”

“It’s too powerful, it’s really powerful.”

“Now our newspaper headlines will fall tomorrow!”

Journalists raised their cameras and kept taking pictures.

……

Chen Qing and Ye Hongying returned to the hotel and wanted to rest for a day before taking a plane to leave.

Early the next morning, newspapers on Hong Kong Island made headlines reporting on the collapse of Wing Chun.

“Outside the trumpet, Wing Chun Masamune is kicked in the signboard! 》

“The inch fist is just a magic trick to pour water, fool the public! 》

“Ye Feiyun deceived the world and stole his name, and was shocked by a move from mainland visitors!” 》

“Wing Chun Yip Feiyun, delisted! 》

On the Internet, it is also boiling against the sky, and about the incident of Chen Qingwulin cracking down on counterfeiting, the fishing boat soared into the sky.

“Is Chen Qing really so awesome, Ye Feiyun has lost?”

“Ye Feiyun is a big liar, and he should be defeated!”

“This is the second Grandmaster to be exposed to his true face!”

“Will he continue? Who will be next? ”

“Chen Qing, this is going to carry out the fight to the end!”

“None of those so-called grandmasters who deceive the world and steal their names can escape!”

“The current martial arts are too fake, everyone calls themselves masters, and as a result, they can’t even beat a high school student!”

“Support the fight, and return the people to the sky.”

Chen Qing probably scanned it and nodded with satisfaction.

He fought everywhere in order to let the general public see the true face of these false grandmasters.

“Next, who are you going to hit?” Ye Hongying asked.

“You open a live broadcast and help me send out the war book.” Chen Qing stood with his hands in his hands and looked out the window.

“Three days later, come to the door to challenge, Grandmaster of Form and Meaning Fist, Chen Guozhu!”

When the news came out, the network shook and heated discussions.

However, this time, Chen Guozhu actually directly refused to accept the challenge.



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