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Chapter 17 Who's Fighting the Eight Poles

Chapter 17 Who's Fighting Bajiquan

In the empty and spacious factory shed, there was a long queue at this time. According to rough calculations, there were at least 20 people.

TV series Wudi is different from movies. The movies that can use Wudi are basically special effects movies of martial arts, with large investment and large production. Like Uncle Long's "Flying Dragon Rebirth", the total investment will reach 3 million.

That was 03 years.

There is money, so the movie invites martial arts to lead the class, such as Yuan Jiaban, Hong Jiaban, etc. TV dramas are temporary recruitment and employment, low cost, short construction period, and low difficulty in temporary martial arts.

"Brother, you still have a ring scar on your head, you won't come out of Shaolin Temple, will you?"

In front of the team, Ye Qin saw people in twos and threes chatting together. The most striking thing in the crowd was a bald head.

"That's right, I came out of the Shaolin Temple and shared a room with Wang Baoqiang."

"Huh, big brother and Xu Sanduo still know each other!"

"That kid is the horse step I taught."

The burly monk touched his glamorous forehead, with a particularly Versailles tone.

Ye Qin looked up and down. He was a master of Bajiquan with a keen intuition and could feel the slight changes in his breath.

This monk is a trainer, but just like that, he is not strong.

The monk giggled, as if he noticed someone was watching with long eyes behind his head, his expression tightened, and he glanced around.

"Brother monk, what's wrong?" asked Wu Xingjia from the periphery.

"Hey, nothing." The monk glanced at Ye Qin, shook his head and laughed.

The outer martial artist pointed at Ye Qin, and shouted in the crowd: "Hey, look, did you see the last person, oh, he looks handsome!"

"Nima is a little handsome."

"This is not an audition for the protagonist."

The monk clenched his fists and said rudely: "It's to find a military substitute for the protagonist, which round has to show his face, no matter how handsome he is!"

"Yes, what the monk said is too right, what's the use of being handsome, let's martial arts, it's the last word to be able to fight!"

The outer martial artists held a group, estranged and feared Ye Qin, and he smiled coldly.

Heh, things are clustered together, ugly B plays with ugly B, and rare things like handsome B can only be admired by themselves.

With his hands on his back and his eyes half-closed, he has the attitude of a master who looks down on the heroes.

"Oh, it's still installed."

The monk pouted and listened to the drama manager shouting: "No. 13, release Xingwu!"

Seeing him smiling, Ye Qin didn't have any of the Shaolin master's demeanor.

"I'm performing Shaolin Changquan!"

Ye Qin suddenly became interested.

The world's martial arts comes from Shaolin, although it is purely the masters of martial arts novels, but the background of Shaolin martial arts is indeed extraordinary.

Looking at him from afar, Shi Xing fought for 3 minutes. After receiving praise from Wu Zhi Chen Weitao, he gave himself a provocative and arrogant glance.

This bald donkey.

15 minutes passed, and finally it was Ye Qin's turn.

In the eyes of a group of martial arts watching the excitement, he strode forward in front of the interviewer.

Assistant Director Lin Yufen's eyes lit up, this boy is so pretty!
Ye Qin's body is straight, with sharp and angular facial features like a knife. Against the background of the dark light, he exudes a fierce aura that is not angry and arrogant.

Like a sharp blade with a hidden edge, when it is pulled out, it is the Nineteen States of Guanghan.

Chen Weitao went through his resume and asked, "Have you never been a martial artist before?"

Seeing Ye Qin nodding, he frowned slightly. In the end, he chose a martial artist. He didn't need appearance. As long as his body was similar to Brother Hu, he had a good foundation.

Put an "X" on your resume and continue to ask: "What do you want to perform next, free fighting, not Sanda, we are shooting a costume drama."

"Bajiquan."

Put down the words, the whole place is silent.

"Eight poles?"

The surrounding Martial Arts couldn't help exclaiming, and Shi Xingwu, who was testing Weiya, hung in the air, laughing at him.

Baji, the great master gun Li Shuwen of that year, after relying on such a unique skill to beat the invincible all over the world, the whole Republic of China set off a "Baji fever".

In the eighties and 90s, after the broadcast of "Shaolin Temple", there was an atmosphere of advocating martial arts. It was at that time that Wang Baoqiang fell in love with martial arts and went to Shaolin to learn martial arts.

And Baji's name, taking advantage of the situation, once again resounded in the north and south of the country. Unlike Xingyi, Bagua, and Taiji, Baji pays attention to family learning, which is generally not learned when you are idle.

"Showing both hands?" Chen Weitao was stunned for a moment, half-believing.

Ye Qin clasped his fists, and under everyone's gaze, he stepped lightly on his right foot and suddenly exerted force on one foot.

boom!
An air-breaking sound exploded instantly, and the left foot took a step forward and stomped, and the dusty ground was immediately covered with smoke and dust, and misty particles were scattered in the air.

Sixteen walked with great strides, leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

"Fuck, my ears are fine, there's a sound!"

"The novel doesn't lie, it's really powerful."

The surrounding staff were dumbfounded and incoherent.

Ye Qin seemed to be immersed in his own world. He lifted his right leg and took a step forward. He waved his hand forward, and the power accumulated in the fist frame exploded in an instant.

Octopus · Cannon Hammer.

The air seems to be shaking a little bit, the fist wind is fierce, the tiger is powerful, punch after punch, move after move, the faster and faster, the more fierce it is.

Shi Xingwu opened his mouth wide, looking at the man who was so handsome that he didn't know how many times he actually used the most powerful boxing skills in the world, his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

Boom!

Baji is a swift and violent way of playing in a short, unpretentious manner.

The force of the fist is born, and the force must be exerted on the heel, the force on the waist and crotch, and the force on the fist finger. The explosion is astonishing and majestic, and the visual impact is huge.
Chen Weitao folded his hands, his fingers clenched tightly and turned red. He never imagined that he would be able to see the real Baji martial arts with his own eyes in his lifetime.

It is worthy of Wu's eight extremes to determine the universe!
Legs and feet exerted force on the ground, dust was flying, Ye Qin's punches set off gusts of wind, smoke lingered, leaving footprints one after another on the ground.

By the side of everyone's ears, they kept thinking about the crackling sound of firecrackers, and every punch seemed to make a sonic boom.

"drink!"

Ye Qin retracted and released his hands freely, raised his hands up and dropped them, and when he was finished, he let out a sigh of relief, his face and neck covered with sweat.

"it is good!"

Papapa, the powerful and ferocious Baji completely stunned the furry martial arts, and some of them even couldn't help applauding.

"Fuck, what's more, this position must be him!"

"Where is this kid from the monster, isn't it a martial arts class?"

In the midst of the excitement, those in the team who didn't have their turn have already retreated.

Competing for a bang bang, even the Shaolin Changquan just now was a three-legged cat kung fu, even more so.

Lin Yufen stopped clapping and asked, "Chen Zhi, what do you think?"

There is a specialization in the art industry, and the matter of Wuwei mainly depends on Chen Weitao.

He shook his head again and again and said with emotion: "The future generations are terrifying, and the future generations are terrifying. This kind of fierce way is too suitable for the eighteen palms of subduing dragons, as long as the fists are turned into palms."

"So it's settled?" Lin Yufen said.

Ye Qin looked at Chen Weitao, the two of them looked at each other and smiled tacitly, and saw that he had altered the fork on his resume and directly drew a star.

"Although your martial arts are great, according to the procedure, I will go there and try Wia next."

Ye Qin nodded, Weiya?

95% of the learning progress is not for nothing. Under the awe and admiration of everyone, he walked to the Weiya assessment area with confidence.

In the line of sight, Shi Xingwu, who was full of mouthfuls just now, was silent, like a defeated rooster, his head was downcast.

Don't look straight at it, Shaolin Changquan can do it, you can't!

(End of this chapter)

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