The heavens began with Huo Yuanjia

Chapter 219 Broadcast
"Hey... it's started, it's started!"

"You don't have a TV in your house, why do you always like to squeeze in my house?"

"Hey, don't be so stingy, we've been friends for so many years, don't you know what's going on in our house?"

Wang Zhe lit the pipe, exhaled a burst of smoke rings, and laughed, but he didn't really care.

In fact, he quite likes the lively feeling of getting together with old friends. Since he retired from the world, although he doesn't care about the affairs of the martial arts world, he has also put down his grasping kung fu—it's not that he doesn't practice at all, it's just that he hasn't practiced it before. Work so hard.

Now that I do some business by myself, my life is very nourishing.

Even because of his good investment vision, he made a lot of money, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live in such a big house.

You must know that every inch of land on Hong Kong Island is very expensive, and housing prices are much more exaggerated than those in the mainland, which is now rising steadily.

Most of these old friends were formerly in the martial arts circle. Everyone quit at about the same time and supported each other. In the end, he was the only one who was lucky enough to prosper.

So it is inevitable that these people will come to beat the autumn wind from time to time.

Of course, watching TV doesn't have anything to do with playing the autumn wind, the main reason is that in their house there are old women occupying the TV, and they can't grab the remote control, so they can only come out.

Wouldn't it be nice if we all got together, could drink, eat something, and chat together.

But what really made Wang Zhe curious was why they wanted to watch Guangdong TV. Is TVB bad?
Well, these years are indeed in decline, and I don't usually watch TV very much, but I don't care about it.

But I heard from them that what they want to watch is a martial arts competition called "Wulin Style".

Wang Zhe actually sneered at this. Although he also participated in the competition before, he is also very aware of certain unspoken rules in the industry. Most of those who can appear on TV can only be regarded as performances.

After all, they really fight with such vigor that people who don't understand in front of the TV will feel disappointed, and it is different from the chic and unrestrained energy in the action movies they think, and it is more likely to be considered bloody and violent, and they will not be allowed to broadcast in the end.

Like their grappling hands, when they fight hard and don't hold back their hands, it's not a problem to have broken bones, and there may be other worse appearances, so that people can't see it as a nightmare?
Wang Zhe chose to quit at the beginning. Firstly, he felt that he was old enough to make way for newcomers. Second, he also felt that this industry was too cruel. After eating youth food and accumulating money, he should come out and start a business. Don’t wait until he can’t move anymore. If you think about leaving, it will be too late.

Facts have proved that his choice is also very correct. Although his initial capital was won by playing games, his subsequent development has nothing to do with capture.

Just look at these old friends, what kind of mix they are, you know that there is no way out if you only know kung fu.

He was a little surprised. In this era, there are still people who come to hold martial arts competitions. What's the "martial arts style"? It sounds irregular.

Seeing Wang Zhe's disdainful face, someone smiled and said, "Don't underestimate this game. I thought the same as you at first. But after watching the first episode, I am completely impressed."

"Hey, me too. In the past, any martial arts competitions were all performances. Like our serious fights, they were all 'not on the stage'. Who knew that such a powerful show could be shown on TV this time. "

Wang Zhe asked curiously, "Why is it called explosive?"

"It's a real fight, real punches, real legs, real knives and guns. It's common to have a bruised nose and a swollen face after a fight..."

Wang Zhe became even more curious, "If this is the case, can this game still be broadcast?"

"Haha, of course there are restrictions. Fighting is a real fight, but it's a point to stop. As long as one party admits defeat and begs for mercy, the other party can't fight again, otherwise it will be judged as a loser. Of course, if you want to fight again after begging for mercy, then you will be expelled directly." Disqualification."

"Also, do you see those referees next to them? They are all well-known martial arts veterans in Foshan, with high morals and high prestige. In addition, there are policemen at the scene, who dares to mess around?"

Wang Zhe said lightly: "With so many restrictions, what's the point of fighting?"

"But it's much more interesting than embroidering fists and legs, and this time there are a lot of people participating in the competition, and there are all kinds of martial arts from various schools. It's very enjoyable just watching this."

"Hey, isn't that Hong Ye?" At this time, Wang Zhe pointed to the flashing face on the TV and said in surprise: "He didn't go to martial arts, why did he go to Foshan?"

"Hey, if you do martial arts, how can you make money by being a star? With Hong Ye's image, being a star these days is not enough, but if he can become famous in this competition, maybe someone will come to him to make a movie. Even if you don't talk about it, If he can win the championship, the prize money will also be a lot of money.

"It's just going to the ring to fight, there is no danger to life, at most some injuries, isn't this more promising than doing martial arts?"

"That's right, Hong Ye is known as the king of weapons, and he is the most popular weapon team in this competition."

Although the grouping of this competition is relatively rough, sometimes it depends on personal luck, but the difference between those with weapons and those without weapons is definitely the biggest, so in fact, "Wulin Style" has two groups of competitions, and there will be two champions in the end. groups and weapon groups.

Wang Zhe was a little curious: "Which one is the favorite in the boxing group?"

"Here, that's the one..."

Wang Zhe saw a short man standing at the front of the line. I don’t know if it’s because he’s relatively short. He always likes to hold his head up and look at the camera with squinted eyes, which makes people feel that this man is unruly. Tame, difficult look.

"Feng Yuxiu?"

"Yes, Feng Yuxiu, his name is like an ancient man, and his martial arts are even more amazing. There is no fixed number of ways, but it just makes you hard to guard against. By the way, he is still a lame man."

"cripple?"

"It's just that there is a problem with his feet. Look...he walks like this..."

"This can also be played?"

What Wang Zhe said made everyone look at him with strange eyes, and at this moment one of them said, "I was thinking, why don't we sign up too."

"I don't know what's going on with you now, and you're still going to participate in the competition, aren't you afraid of sudden death halfway?"

"As long as you participate in the competition, you can get the appearance fee, and maybe you can get a good ranking. That is not a small sum. Wang Zhe doesn't care, but I do."

"Hey, I didn't say I don't care, I'm not rich enough yet."

"Yeah, a cripple can get on stage, why can't we?"

"A cripple? You can beat him first..."

Hearing this sentence, everyone didn't refute it all at once, it seemed that they all acknowledged this fact.

And Wang Zhe couldn't help but wonder, how strong is this lame man, that they pay so much attention to him?

Then he suddenly thought of a person, he sighed and said, "Hey, tell me, if Xia Houwu goes to participate in this competition, can he win to the end?"

"I think there is a play!"

"I guess Xuan, the key point is that he is locked up in prison now, and everything he says is in plain language."

"Hey, I don't know what he was thinking. He challenged someone, beat him to death, and turned himself in. As a result, the servant went in, and most of the Heyi Sect fell apart..."

(End of this chapter)