The Ascension Plan of the Ancestral Star of the Shuttles

As soon as the people from the Longxiang Hall arrived, the equipment of large and small media immediately took pictures, and some people were explaining something on the spot.

Looking at the imposing owner of the Longxiang Pavilion, Chen Junren whispered next to Li Fei: "Master, what do you think of the owner of the Longxiang Pavilion?"

Li Fei commented: "The feet are steady and powerful, and the walking is quite light. He has worked hard, but I don't know if he has actual combat ability. Having kung fu and being able to fight are two different things."

The owner of Longxiang Gym is about [-] years old, with a thin and thin body, so he doesn't have any advantages in terms of body shape, and he is not even in the same kilogram class as the owner of the Fighting Gym.

Sitting in a corner of the arena over there, the bare-chested Fighting Gym owner is about the same age as the Long Xiang Gym owner, but he is a lot bigger.

The muscle outline on his body is very obvious, and he is half a head taller than the owner of Longxiang Pavilion.

The owner of the Fighting Gym stood up, took the microphone from the staff, and said with a faintly playful look on his face, "I am Wu Jiaqi, on behalf of the Fighting Gym, I welcome the Dragon Gym Master and friends from all walks of life."

"Presumably everyone knows more or less about the origin of today's martial arts competition. In order to prove the practicality of traditional martial arts, the owner of the dragon hall specially made a challenge to the boxing hall."

"Then whether Chuanwu is practical or not, the public's eyes are sharp, let us all wait and see today."

"it is good……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the coaches and students of the boxing gym applauded, and there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, saying everything.

"How many rounds do you think the Dragon Pavilion Master can last?"

"It's still a few rounds, don't get KO'd as soon as you go up, then it's nothing to watch."

"Hey, a bunch of liars, they lied to themselves, they really thought Chuanwu could fight."

Chen Junren frowned, and said: "I don't like the owner of the boxing gym. What this kid said sounds normal, but in fact, he is eccentric, with a gun and a stick. It's quite annoying."

The corner of Li Fei's mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "Don't you think it's more enjoyable to beat up this kind of person?"

Chen Junren grinned and said, "That's true."

Over there, Longfeng, the owner of the Longxiang Hall, suppressed his anger, and said to the cameras of the media: "First of all, I have to explain one thing. The reason why I challenged the owner of Wu is because of his bottomless slander and even insults. traditional martial arts."

"Those of us who practice martial arts pay attention to learning martial arts first, and this Wu Guanzhu doesn't know how good his kung fu is, but this martial arts is really not very good."

"There are many ways to elevate yourself, such as getting a gold belt, winning a trophy in a high-level competition, etc., instead of relying on stepping down others to elevate yourself."

Wu Jiaqi's face changed slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

The media and the audience were very excited. The smell of gunpowder was so strong, it was so exciting.

I only heard Long Feng continue: "Secondly, what I want to say is that if I lose today, it doesn't mean that I am not good at traditional martial arts, but that I am not good at it. It is because I have not practiced well enough."

"So, if I lose today, I will close the Longxiang Pavilion and go to practice kung fu hard, so as not to mislead my disciples."

The previous sentence is nonsense in the eyes of Wu Jiaqi, you can't represent traditional martial arts, so why are you coming out to make a fart?

And the second sentence is what he wants to hear, and it is also the biggest meaning for him to fight this contest.

Someone from the media asked: "Master Long, you said earlier that you wanted to justify Chuanwu, and proved that Chuanwu can fight in actual combat."

"But now he says that his defeat doesn't mean Chuanwu can't fight. Isn't that unreasonable?"

As soon as the words came out, the audience immediately booed: "That is, if you win the battle, it proves that you can fight with martial arts. Of course you have achieved fame. If you lose, it's not that you can't fight with martial arts, but you can't fight."

"It's good for you to win, and it won't hurt the reputation of Chuanwu if you lose. Isn't this a hooligan? Then why do you come out to fight?"

Most of the audience who came here today were on the side of fighting, and they started clamoring.

With a mocking smile on his face, Wu Jiaqi leaned his back on the rope beside the ring and watched this scene, feeling secretly refreshed.

Li Fei frowned, and said to Chen Junren beside him, "Go up and say a few words."

Chen Junren's spirits are lifted, is this a chance to pretend?

Immediately asked excitedly: "What?"

Chen Junren knew what Li Fei had said in his ear.

He pushed aside the crowd, walked to the side of Long Feng with a livid face, and said to the media and the audience, "Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me."

Chen Junren's temperament is still very good. After all, he has been in a high position all year round, and he is dressed very carefully. Everyone still gave him some face and gradually calmed down.

When Chen Junren is not being funny, he seems to have an extraordinary bearing.

I saw him with a serious face, and said slowly: "Did everyone misunderstand a concept, today's martial arts competition, in the final analysis, is the personal grievance between the Dragon Pavilion Master and the Wu Pavilion Master."

"No matter who they win or lose, it's just their personal success or failure, and it doesn't represent the two martial arts."

"Even if Master Dragon is defeated, it is only Master Wu who defeated Master Dragon, not fighting Chuan Wu, and vice versa."

"Martial arts has never been divided into strong and weak, only people are strong and weak."

"It's the same set of military boxing. The special forces can capture and kill the enemy when using it, but ordinary people get cut 32 times when using it. Can you say that the military boxing is not strong?"

After hearing these words, the audience burst into laughter.

Li Fei couldn't help laughing. He told Chen Junren what he said before, and the last sentence about military boxing was his own play, which fit the situation.

Military boxing is just a set of boxing routines, but the special forces will disassemble each movement and practice its usage over and over again until it becomes instinctive, and it will naturally play a role on the spot.

Ordinary people have never experienced this training process, so it is not surprising that they are beaten by gangsters.

But what he said was indeed reasonable, and the audience could accept it.

Longfeng looked at Chen Junren gratefully, and said, "Thank you sir for speaking out."

Chen Junren waved his hand and said, "I'm just saying a few words of justice. You fight hard, and if you dare to go to the ring, you've surpassed many martial arts practitioners."

"As long as you can demonstrate the practicality of Chuanwu, even if you lose, it's nothing, even if you lose, it's an honor."

Longfeng nodded solemnly, the gratitude in his heart deepened, he silently clasped his fists at Chen Junren, and then turned back into the ring.

Everything that should be said has been said, and the next step is when the subordinates see the real chapter.

The boxing gym is obviously well prepared, and a professional referee with a referee qualification certificate is specially invited.

After the referee explained the rules and both sides expressed their understanding, the martial arts competition officially began.

Seeing that Longfeng's feet were different, he stood upright on the spot, stretched out his hands one after another, and said lightly: "Wing Chun, Longfeng, please enlighten me."

Li Fei put his hands on his forehead, completely speechless.

Buddy, if you don't have Ip Man's strength to pretend to be Ip Man, you will get fucked instead.

[95.Chapter 8 咏春，李飞，请赐教]

Wu Jiaqi smiled sarcastically, ignored Longfeng's pretentiousness, and took small steps with his feet nimbly, pushing towards Longfeng.

Wing Chun's boxing technique is small and nimble. It pays attention to punching from the shortest distance on the center line, exerting force with an inch of strength, relying on the ultra-fast punching speed to win, and quickly counterattack while defending.

The so-called Cun Jin refers to concentrating power on one point, punching out at the shortest charging distance, and causing damage to the opponent with a small but very concentrated power.

This determines that Wing Chun Boxing does not have the kind of heavy punches that open and close. As a result, the attack distance is naturally not far enough.

When others have already entered the attack distance, I often have to cooperate with flexible footwork to attack the opponent.

However, not everyone can practice inch strength, at least Longfeng has not practiced real inch strength.

Facing Wu Jiaqi's simple straight punch, Longfeng managed to defend against it, but what followed was Wu Jiaqi's other hand's swing.

Longfeng wanted to use the theory of Wing Chun's boxing with offense in defense, but Wu Jiaqi's boxing speed was too fast, and Longfeng's body couldn't keep up with his thinking.

After being punched heavily on the cheek, Longfeng's mind buzzed suddenly, and he was a little dazed.

Then he could only retreat again and again, and Wu Jiaqi immediately followed, a set of combo punches hit him like a torrential rain.

Long Fenghong wanted to fight back, but he suddenly discovered that when he got into the ring and started to fight, the situation was completely different from his usual practice and when he was competing with other coaches.

He wanted to use the Wing Chun boxing method, but he couldn't use it at all, because the opponent's punch was too fast and too fast, and he couldn't even defend against it, so how could he counterattack?

He was punched in the face again and again, his mind became more and more confused, and his calf received several low-level whips, almost numb.

He fiercely fought back against the attack, and in the eyes of the audience, he became a bastard punch. Where is there any shadow of Wing Chun?

Chen Junren has lost sight of it, and just now he was so solemn to cheer him up, this damn is going to be a meat target!

To put it bluntly, at this level, even being a sparring partner is not qualified.

"bang"

Finally, after being hammered like a storm for nearly a minute, Longfeng received a high-level whip on his face, and when his eyes went dark, he fell directly to the ground.

After the referee stepped forward to confirm the status of Longfeng, he announced that Longfeng was KO, and there was an uproar in the stadium.

"Fuck, what the hell is this? I feel like anyone who has practiced boxing for a few months can beat him to death."

"Is this girl really practicing martial arts? It's unbelievable."

"Traditional martial arts? It's dancing."

Several coaches from the Longxiang Pavilion rushed to the ring with pale faces, pinching some of them, and some of them drenched in water, quickly waking Longfeng up.

On the other hand, Wu Jiaqi, with his arms outstretched, walked half a circle around the ring with an innocent face, as if he fell down before I even tried hard.

Longfeng stared blankly at the ceiling, and his mind was full of one sentence: "Why? Why is it different? Why can't I use it? Does Chuanwu really have no actual combat ability?"

Li Fei winked at Chen Junren, then walked towards the ring, and Chen Junren hurriedly followed.

Li Fei went up to the arena, walked up to Longfeng, and said to him indifferently: "You have never practiced actual combat at all, have you? So..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly shouted: "Do you usually practice martial arts based on fantasy? Give yourself an imaginary enemy, and think about how the opponent will attack and how you will break it? Is that so?"

This sudden voice made the venue instantly quiet, and everyone looked at him inexplicably, including the coaches around Longfeng.

Longfeng got up silently, looked at Li Fei blankly, and didn't speak.

Li Fei's voice returned to normal volume, and he said expressionlessly: "Your strength and speed are no worse than his? To have such an ugly defeat, and dare to talk about actual combat with others, you are afraid that what happened to Wing Chun's actual combat? Don't you know anything?"

A coach next to Longfeng said angrily: "You know? Then you should fight!"

Li Fei's eyes flashed a faint gleam, just waiting for your words!

He said coldly: "Of course I will go to fight. The reputation of passing on martial arts can no longer be corrupted by you trash."

After speaking, he turned around and took a few steps towards Wu Jiaqi, saying, "Fight with me."

"Heh..." Wu Jiaqi looked Li Fei up and down, and said mockingly, "Who are you? Why should I fight you? Do I have to accept a personal challenge at the scene?"

Li Fei said loudly: "If you beat me, I will give you 100 million. If you lose, close the door. Do you dare?"

Longfeng and several of his coaches looked at each other in blank dismay, and then they looked at Li Fei with hope in their eyes.

Wu Jiaqi was also angry when he heard the words, pointing to the ground and shouting: "The money is here, I will fight with you now."

Chen Junren knew it was time for him to appear on the stage, he jumped onto the ring, and said loudly: "I am Chen Junren, the general manager of Laofengxiang Xiuyuan Store, and I will be the guarantor for Li Shao."

"If he loses the fight and cannot afford the 100 million, I will pay for him. All friends from the media and the audience can testify."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly exploded, Wu Jiaqi looked at Li Fei in surprise, and when the discussion on the scene calmed down a bit, he asked hesitantly, "What kind of boxing do you use to fight me?"

Li Fei put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Wing Chun, Taiji, Baji, Xingyi, Bagua, Hongquan, Mantis, Tanji, you can choose the type of boxing. I will use whatever type of boxing you choose. hit."

Longfeng and the others were stunned and speechless, but Wu Jiaqi was determined, he might not be the stupid son of a landlord's family!

He immediately looked at Chen Junren and said, "Are you really Lao Fengxiang's general manager?"

Chen Junren took out a stack of business cards from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Wu Jiaqi.

Wu Jiaqi glanced at it, didn't answer, but said: "I never knew that business cards can also prove identity."

Suddenly, a well-dressed woman with a good appearance said: "I know the customer service number of Laofengxiangxiuyuan store. It's very easy to prove his identity."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, dialed Lao Fengxiang's customer service number, and turned on the speakerphone.

There was silence in the venue, everyone was looking at the woman.

"Hello, Laofengxiang Customer Service Center, how can I help you?"

The woman looked at Chen Junren, smiled slyly, and asked directly: "Is Chen Junren at work today?"

Chen Junren looked at the woman amusedly, but she was also a little clever.

"Uh..." The customer service staff was obviously confused by this question, but they still replied politely: "I'm sorry, miss, today is the weekend, and Mr. Chen is not at work. If you have anything to do, please contact him directly."

The woman said: "Okay, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and smiled at Chen Junren: "Now I can be sure that Lao Fengxiang's boss is indeed called Chen Junren, but I'm not sure if it's you."

In fact, everyone at the scene already believed in Chen Junren's identity. After all, this was in front of so many media. If the other party was impersonating, the only result would be the death of the society.

However, there is no need for the other party to pretend at all. Whether the young man wins or loses, it is of no benefit to him.

Judging by his posture, it is obvious that he is just to support that so-called Young Master Li.