Grandmaster Gao Wu

When everyone heard that He Junlai was about to start a fight with Qin Peng, they all retreated a little distance to watch the excitement.

Qin Peng glanced at He Junlai, and said to himself, such a bastard dares to provoke me, it seems that in this field of public opinion, there are really some people who believe that I am a paper tiger!
"Are you ready? If you are ready, then give me a punch!"

He Junlai saw that the reporters around him were all raising their cameras, setting up their cameras, and pointing at him one after another. He also had a crazy temper and yelled at Qin Peng.

Qin Peng smiled coldly.

He hooked his fingers to He Junlai and said, "Come on!"

He Junlai put on a fighting stance, and he punched Qin Peng in the face.

With his left hand behind his back, Qin Peng dodged the punch, and then stretched out a finger with his right hand to poke He Junlai on the forehead like lightning.

"Pfft!"

He Junlai was poked by Qin Peng's finger and flew two or three meters away, and fell firmly to the ground.

His head hit the ground, and immediately a hole was opened, and blood gushed out.

The surrounding onlookers were in an uproar.

It was just the beginning, and He Junlai was beaten into a dead dog after a face-to-face meeting?

This shows how big the difference in strength between the two sides is.

"Kakkaka!"

Those reporters just took pictures of He Junlai.

Qin Peng came to He Junlai's side in two steps, looked down at He Junlai, and said calmly, "Do you want to continue fighting?"

He Junlai got up from the ground in a daze. He touched the back of his head and got blood on his hand.

"You, what the hell, you're really ruthless!" He Junlai said to Qin Peng bitterly.

"Hehe! This is not called ruthless! Fighting in martial arts, swords and guns are silent, fists and feet are ruthless. Don't be beaten, complain like a woman! He Junlai, just say, can't you continue to fight?"

Qin Peng laughed.

He Junlai covered the wound on his head with one hand, shook his head again and again, and found himself a step down: "I was too underestimating the enemy just now, that's why I was knocked down by you. But, I will never fight you again .”

Qin Peng smiled slightly and said, "At this point, are you still lying to yourself? Old He, I can beat a guy like you a hundred by myself! Don't come over here and make a fool of yourself! Get out of here!"

After Qin Peng finished speaking, he turned and left.

He Junlai was left sitting on the ground, his face flushed.

The wound on his head still hurt a little, but what made him even more embarrassed was that he was beaten severely by Qin Peng in public.

It was simply unacceptable to him.

Hemp egg!

I'm also a lifelong hero who pays in vain!
I also blame myself for being competitive, and Nima couldn't help jumping out when others bewitched me.

The biggest culprit is Xinjingbao!
This Xinjing newspaper, this time, is doing an exclusive interview for myself, and encouraging myself to challenge Qin Peng, saying that this is the best time to get traffic!
However, Nima's current traffic has not caught up, and she has directly become a joke.

so sad.

"Teacher He, are you okay?" At this time, a reporter from the Zhongyuan City reporter station of Xinjing News came over and wanted to help He Junlai.

"Get lost! You bastard Sima, what did you say that Qin Peng is just a paper tiger, which made me lose face so much. I hate you guys so much."

He Junlai stood up by himself, pushed the reporter aside, turned around resentfully, and left.

But Qin Peng, surrounded by everyone, came to the lounge of the gymnasium.

There are already quite a few people here.

Today, the first day of the league, is a duel between the Shaolin faction and Taijimen clubs.

Players from both clubs are already in place, and they have rehearsed many times before the match.

But even so, the players were still a little nervous.

As soon as Qin Peng entered the lounge, Chen Jinwang, the head of Tai Chi, came over to say hello.

"Leader! Good evening!" Chen Jinwang cupped his hands towards Qin Peng.

Qin Peng said with a smile: "Good evening! Master Chen, have you finished your dinner yet?"

"I have eaten. The food is very good, and everyone is very satisfied." Chen Jinwang said.

"How are your players doing now?" Qin Peng said with a smile.

Chen Jinwang said: "The preparations have been made, but they are still a little nervous, which is normal. After all, this is the opening match of our World Kung Fu Super League, which is very important! Everyone is worried that they will fail you. High hopes."

Qin Peng waved his hand and said, "Relax and play! As long as you play at a good level, there is no need to carry burdens for it."

Chen Jinwang scratched his head and said, "Leader, everyone is still a little worried, afraid that there will be some mistakes during the martial arts competition. Because swords and guns have no eyes, if a real fire is fired and the vitals are injured, then our Kung Fu League , It is estimated that many people will be accused again."

Now there is a kind of public opinion, which is ridiculing that the league led by Qin Peng is almost equivalent to the gladiatorial competition in ancient Rome.

In the arena of ancient Rome, slave gladiators slaughtered bloody every day.

The nobles and lords filled the stands, enjoying the bloody slaughter of slave gladiators.

Some rhythmic people said that what kind of World Kung Fu Super League organized by Qin Peng, the protection for the players is not up to standard, and the weapons used for fighting are real ones.

Fighting in the arena like this is expected to be very bloody.

Bloody competitions will stimulate public dissatisfaction.

Qin Peng said with a smile: "Master Chen, our protection should be in place, and it should be able to protect the safety of the players. Even if there is such a little accident, I don't think it's a big deal. Come on, isn't it normal for something to happen? Even if the junior brothers break the trick, it is still dangerous. Don't worry! I think that even if some people have the rhythm, our league will definitely not was called to stop."

Chen Jinwang smiled and said, "You're right. I was too cautious. However, the popularity of our competition is indeed quite high. Now, everyone I know is looking forward to our competition."

Qin Peng smiled and said: "Play well! Our Tai Chi has been demonized very badly in recent years. This time, we must clear our name!"

Chen Jinwang nodded: "Yeah, I'm also holding my breath. Tai Chi is such a good skill, but it was ruined by those liars. Thinking about it makes me feel sad."

Qin Peng said: "The main reason is that masters like you who are really capable are too low-key, that's why those liars take the opportunity to make trouble."

Chen Jinwang said: "So, in the future, we also need to amplify our voice so that more citizens can understand us. By the way, leader, you said that you will give a bonus of 10 yuan for one victory. Is this really true?"

Qin Peng blinked and said, "Master Chen still doesn't believe my words?"

Chen Jinwang said: "Hey, the main thing is that, I think we didn't do anything, just play a game and promote our own sect. Maybe you can help us make some disciples popular, and you have to spend money. I'm worried that you spend too much money, this league has been making you lose money, it's not sustainable."

Qin Peng waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about this head Chen. I have also introduced before that although our World Kung Fu Super League is just a new fighting league, big advertisers still value it very much. The advertisements currently signed The contract has already reached more than one billion yuan."

Chen Jinwang said: "The form is really good. However, your previous expenditure was also quite large. You gave a club 20 million to let us build our own home court plus training costs, players' salaries and so on. Plus other expenses, You have already invested more than [-] billion yuan, right? It’s still a loss. If you want me to say, don’t pay the [-] bonus.”

Qin Peng waved his hand and said: "Master Chen, the investment is indeed quite large, but it is also an initial investment, and it will gradually become official later on. I firmly believe that it can be a virtuous circle. The reward for winning must be given. That is also an incentive for players to work harder in training. Don’t worry about the money, I can afford it, and there is no problem at all.”

Chen Jinwang scratched his head and said, "Okay, thank you leader for your strong support to our martial arts sects. I think it is an honor for us warriors all over the world to choose you as the leader of our martial arts."

After chatting with Chen Jinwang for a while, Qin Peng met with Li Xiuzhong and Liu Zhenhua again, and chatted about all aspects of tonight's game.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Qin Peng, as one of the scoring referees of the competition, followed the crowd to the gymnasium.

At this moment, almost one-third of the spectators are already seated in the stands.

Seeing Qin Peng approaching, many reporters and people from the media gathered around and took pictures of Qin Peng.

Qin Peng also smiled and nodded to them.

Sitting in his seat, Qin Peng took out his mobile phone and checked Weibo for a while.

He found that in such a short period of time, the scene of him entering the gymnasium just now had been uploaded on Weibo by many people.

Many of them are still videos.

This made Qin Peng frown.

He said to himself, isn't this very good?

If someone uses a mobile phone to film the whole process and upload it to the Internet during the competition later on, wouldn't that affect the interests of the broadcasting platform?

"Uncle Xiu Zhong."

Qin Peng beckoned Li Xiuzhong to come over.

"Xiaopeng, what's the matter?" Li Xiuzhong asked.

Qin Peng said: "Should we set up a few mobile phone signal jammers, activate them during the game, block the mobile phone signals of the audience, and prevent them from sending out the video of the game? Because, if these audiences are allowed to I'm afraid it's not very good to post the video of the game, it will affect the interests of the broadcasting platform, and it will also affect our own income."

Li Xiuzhong nodded and said: "Xiaopeng, your concerns are right. The current mobile phones are too powerful. I think there should be a lot of self-media people here tonight, all wanting to use their mobile phones to take pictures of the game scene , so that we can catch the heat of this game."

"However, I think that if we completely disrupt the Internet and affect the audience's phone calls, we will probably be scolded."

Qin Peng nodded and said, "If the internet speed of the mobile phone can be reduced, it will be very difficult for them to send videos, but other normal calls and text messages will be fine, so it will be fine."

The biggest impact on the cooperation platform must be video.

As long as the video cannot be posted, or it is difficult to upload, it can be regarded as controlling the spread of the real-time picture of the game.

So, Li Xiuzhong went to find a mobile phone signal jammer.

Qin Peng, on the other hand, continued to browse Weibo.Qin Peng discovered that many netizens were discussing He Junlai's beating.