I chase after the actor by lifting iron

Yuan Xiaolin didn't move after getting up, and Ming Chen didn't rush up.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he suddenly smiled towards the opposite side.

"Have you underestimated the enemy? Senior Yuan."

Yuan Xiaolin's expression was very, very ugly.

He knew he had made a huge mistake, an obvious one, and he was in a dilemma right now.He has indeed underestimated the enemy, if he does not admit it, he is not as good as a starlet, but if he admits it... underestimating the enemy is a big taboo for warriors, and it shows his previous arrogant and anxious mentality.

He's never been so frustrated.

Mr. Hou, who asked him for help, gave him wrong information, saying that this is a "little star who has become a monk halfway through", but in fact, this little thing in front of him is not as easy to deal with as he said.If it wasn't for Mr. Hou, he would never have made such a mistake.

Yuan Xiaolin thought a thousand times in his mind, and finally suppressed all the excuses and blame he found, and took a deep breath.

Not the time to think about these things.

Treat this Ming Chen as an ordinary opponent.

He has been gifted since childhood, even in the family, there are few rivals among his peers.As long as you get serious, you can take care of a little dwarf.

Yuan Xiaolin's aura changed, and Ming Chen could clearly feel it.Before he had time to think, a strong attack came, so fast that he couldn't dodge all the attack points, he took a slap abruptly, and was swept away three or four meters away.

There was a pain in his forearm, but he didn't have time to let him feel it. He moved a bit to the left almost instinctively, and then jumped a few meters to open the distance.His gaze swept over the position just now, and sure enough, Yuan Xiaolin left no gap at all, and swept his leg over the position just now.

If he had reacted a little slower just now, he would have probably lost by now.

"...That's right." Yuan Xiaolin straightened up, turned to look at him, his expression returned to indifference.

Ming Chen's breathing was a little short, and the hair on his forehead was slightly wet with sweat.

After a brief panic, he suddenly felt very emotional.

The system seldom spoke when he was talking with others, and at this moment, it was its long-awaited duel, and it was even more silent as if dead.But the words it said before still drifted through my mind inadvertently.

The system said that he is very talented, and he has an advanced existence like the system to help him train, so he has made rapid progress.

But no matter how strong the strength on paper is, it cannot make up for the shortcomings caused by the lack of combat experience.

Only then did Ming Chen understand a little bit, he had only "learned" the moves and routines, and he was still far from mastering them. Therefore, against Yuan Xiaolin who had practiced since he was a child, he really had little chance of winning.

Not only did he see it, but many people off the court saw it too.

He turned his eyes away and glanced at the audience. Some people looked eagerly, while others showed concern.

Actually... nothing to worry about.

He has never been a strong person. He was bullied by cats when he was a child, and later he was chased by gangsters. He is afraid of thunderstorms and even talking to the person he likes.

So he is not afraid of one thing - he is not afraid of losing.

Si Yan'an also said that it doesn't matter if he loses, he is not panicking at all now, after all the male gods have said so.

This is probably... the feeling that someone has the bottom line.

Ming Chen savored silently, then got rid of distracting thoughts, relaxed his whole body, and met Yuan Xiaolin's gaze.That being the case, he only needs to do his best, and regard this as a precious opportunity for actual combat, which cannot be easily wasted.

Yuan Xiaolin attacked again.

Ming Chen was so absorbed that everything around him seemed to disappear.No wins, no rings, no cameras or staff.He temporarily gave up the attack, and focused all his attention on observing the opponent's movements and responding.

Time slowed down and the opponent's intentions became clear.Gradually, he was able to clearly identify the attack line, the point of force, and even the fake action, and then let his body try his best to avoid it.

I don't know how long it took, but he was finally tricked once. Because he couldn't make the pick, he had a pain in his side and was sent flying.After the feeling of weightlessness, he had to stabilize his body. Half of his arm brushed against the iron net, and suddenly a burning sensation burned up.

The director team was terrified and shouted for a pause, Ming Chen turned his arm to look, and hissed: "It's okay, just scratch the skin."

"Do you want to continue?" The assistant director looked at it, and knew that it was really nothing serious, but the tender arm made him feel sore...

"Continue." Ming Chen nodded, and said with certainty, it was only at this moment that his back felt sticky and he was sweating.

Then wiped his forehead and water with one hand.

"How many minutes?" he gasped.

The assistant director poked his head from the audience: "5 minutes!"

It's been 5 minutes... Ming Chen was in a daze.After everyone stepped back from the stage, Yuan Xiaolin, who had been standing not far away, said, "If you get injured next time, do you still need to pause?"

Ming Chen squeezed his wrist: "No."

"Did you hear that?" Yuan Xiaolin looked at the camera: "Don't pause any more, you'll have to talk for a long time if you touch it, what's better?"

The director team was stunned, and a scene manager raised the horn: "No, we didn't want to hurt people..."

"Better than what?" Yuan Xiaolin repeated as if he didn't hear him, full of hostility.

Ming Chen patted the edge of the ring, rushed down and said: "It's okay, that's it. It should be."

They both expressed this meaning at the same time, and the director team finally compromised, and the battle resumed, Yuan Xiaolin's attack was so fast that the foul who started running before hearing the gunshot.

But Mingchen can always avoid it.

The five minutes of uninterrupted response to the attack just now seemed to have accumulated experience for him. This time he lasted longer, and when he was hit, he rolled to the ground, and eight minutes had passed.He didn't stop, he flipped up, opened up the distance again, and then estimated that Yuan Xiaolin's position would miss him.

Originally wanted to find an opening to attack, but Yuan Xiaolin reacted quickly, so he had to avoid the sharp edge and continue to repeat the dodging process.Although there were various small injuries on his body, he was never hit to the point.

The spectators were already dumbfounded.

On the surface, Ming Chen seems to be in a panic by avoiding the edge and fleeing around, but on the other hand, Yuan Xiaolin can't do anything about him! ?

How long has it been?It's almost half an hour!

Which game lasted more than half an hour before?A quarter of an hour is not bad!

Yuan Xiaolin's movements dazzled their eyes, and they were dizzy from seeing it, but Ming Chen was able to keep up, escape, and persist for so long... This is simply a match in strength!

The one who was more explosive than the spectators was probably Yuan Xiaolin on stage.

He couldn't accept the current situation at all - he couldn't kill people quickly, in his eyes he was already a loser.Irritability, irritability, this feeling is like a raw egg knocked into a bowl, and the yellow yolk floats in the middle of a pile of egg whites. Someone stuffed a pair of chopsticks into his hand and asked him to use the chopsticks to hold the egg yolk. Get up, still can't break...that feeling.

The egg yolk slides down again and again.

again and again.

Hold.

Mingchen felt that his movements were obviously impatient, and he just started to weaken his reaction force and regroup, so he forced himself to cheer up.

Those who can't attack for a long time will be anxious, and when they are anxious, they are prone to make mistakes, and mistakes mean flaws.

And the flaw is the opportunity for him to attack.

Two minutes later, Mingchen saw this opportunity, and a set of attacks that had been conceived countless times in his mind first reacted with his brain and unleashed it.He punched Yuan Xiaolin in the stomach, then kicked him up into the air, received half a set of palms, and beat him to the edge of the cage.

Yuan Xiaolin ate a solid set before he found a gap and opened the distance. He squatted halfway on the edge of the ring, his face pale.

There was no sound outside the arena, Ming Chen's eyes were unusually bright, and he asked, "Continue?"

Yuan Xiaolin stopped for a full ten seconds, and no one urged him. His eyes were burning, and he felt as if he was about to explode. Ming Chen and him were separated by several meters, and he felt that anger was about to burst out of his body and become fighting spirit.

But he is not afraid.

The more angry and irritable he is, the mentality has collapsed, and if he can find a flaw once, he can find a second time.

"Come on." Ming Chen didn't say anything else, just saluted with fists in his hands.

Yuan Xiaolin rushed very fiercely this time, he completely lost the indifferent temperament he had before, and made his moves hastily and panickedly.

Ming Chen felt that he was about to win, even though he was exhausted physically and mentally, he would still win.Just as he was thinking, Yuan Xiaolin suddenly had another big hole. He rushed over quickly, as if he saw Yuan Xiaolin make a strange movement, and then his elbows went numb, followed by a brief soreness in his knees, and he fell unconsciously. Knock on the ground.

wrong.

unusual.

What did he do! ?

The situation was reversed in an instant, Mingchen's fall caused a major accident, Yuan Xiaolin grabbed his wrist, dazzled a few times, and twisted his hands backwards to press him onto the iron net.

After a brief silence at the scene, the sound exploded like popcorn in a frying pan, almost toppling the roof of the venue.

"..."

Ming Chen panted heavily, turned his face away, and swept it to the corner of Yuan Xiaolin's clothes.

Sure enough, there used to be a button there, but it's gone now.

Yuan Xiaolin didn't touch him just now, but his elbow felt numb suddenly. It should be that he popped a button and hit him.Although Ming Chen does not know this kind of hidden weapon kung fu, but.

"You cheated?" Ming Chen made a move, but didn't move.

Yuan Xiaolin lowered his head, breathing on Ming Chen's back, feeling a slight warmth.After three seconds, Ming Chen heard his voice, trembling and distorted, imagining his face, it probably felt quite hideous.

"I won." He repeated it twice while panting, his breath slowly moved up from behind him, he should have raised his head, intending to face the camera.

It's now.

Ming Chen pinched Yuan Xiaolin's forearm with his backhand, suddenly exerted force, turned around 360 degrees, and made a very strange over-the-shoulder fall.

The sound of Yuan Xiaolin hitting the ground was so loud that it covered the noise in the arena for a while, and then the screaming was not at the previous level, and almost everyone was shouting.

"Fuck! F*ck!!"

"Ming Chen—"

"Did you see it!? Did you see it just now? Didn't he get cut back!?"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Ming Chen knelt on Yuan Xiaolin's back with one knee, and put his whole body weight on it, using all his strength for fear that he wouldn't vomit blood.

Before they could make another reversal this time, a group of staff members had already jumped up and pulled them apart for inspection.Yuan Xiaolin seemed unable to recover, and was in a daze.

It took him a long time to turn his head. Ming Chen was surrounded by many people, with a smile on his face, still obedient and good-tempered.

How did you do it?

How exactly?

This gaze was too hot, Ming Chen felt it, and narrowed his eyes to look at him.When stepping off the stage, the two stood side by side for a short while, Ming Chen said: "From the moment you cheated, you lost."

Yuan Xiaolin's expression suddenly changed, but he still couldn't believe it.Logically speaking, this cannot be called a reason.Ordinary people don't have that kind of strength in their backhands, and it's impossible for their joints to carry out such movements. Ordinary people...

"I have a specialty, great strength." Ming Chen said.

Yuan Xiaolin: "..."

Ming Chen didn't smile, but lowered his eyes: "You have to use your strength in advance for any action. After you cheated, your mind will be confused. That's why you didn't guard against my actions."

After Ming Chen finished speaking, he walked past Yuan Xiaolin and said, "You let me down."

Even if the recording of the show is over, there is still a bit of post-production, so it has to be recorded another day.Ming Chen was taken to the rest room by the doctor, and he had to deal with the large and small scratches before he felt tired.

I was so tired that I couldn't move my whole body, my bones were about to fall apart, and it still hurt.

He moaned and called Lin Tiaotiao, who said he would be there soon.He breathed a sigh of relief, and the pride in his heart came out.

Won?Won!

[system?dad?How am I doing? ] He shouted in his heart.

The system is silent.

This thing often called "no answer", and Ming Chen didn't pay much attention to it, just picked up the phone and took a look, when the door rang.

"Tiaotiao?" He raised his head, but saw Si Yan'an, and suddenly raised his voice an octave: "Male god!"

Si Yan'an saw Lin Tiaotiao on the road, and sent her away, intending to take the child home directly.

"Your manager is outside, let her take care of everything." Si Yan'an said while stuffing his things into the bag.

Ming Chen didn't want to move anymore, so he watched him tidy up: "What's the matter?"

"What do you think?" Si Yan'an couldn't help laughing, and messed up his wet hair: "Don't forget who this program was filmed for, how to cut and broadcast it is still a problem."

Ming Chen laughed.

"It's great." Si Yan'an praised him: "The wonderful kid is going home now."

Ming Chen raised his hand softly: "I can't walk anymore."

"..." Si Yan'an sighed, picked him up like pulling a carrot, left his things there and didn't want to care about them, so he was about to open the door and go out.In the end, Ming Chen was embarrassed, afraid of being seen, and walked down the corridor by himself.

Tired is really tired, even more tired after the excitement fades.When Ming Chen got into the car, he fell asleep as if passed out, and didn't wake him up until a certain sudden brake.

It's not that I'm awake, I feel half asleep and half awake, I can't open my eyes, but my consciousness is quite clear.

He tried to call the system, but there was still no sound for a long time.

In the past, when sleeping in the car, the system generally thought it was free time and would talk to him.I don't know what happened today, I have been very silent.

Ming Chen didn't take the initiative to chat with the system, but just after the match, he was still thinking about talking to the system about Yuan Xiaolin.

This concern made him a little uneasy.

After a while, the poor car finally left the congested road and drove smoothly, Ming Chen fell asleep again in a daze.

This sleep lasted until the next day.

The system is still silent.