Xu Shanlan

Martial arts routines are not like Sanda. There are not so many people watching the game, but it is not too small, and there are crowds of people.From the moment Xu Shanlan entered the training hall, his heart was pounding uncontrollably, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.Cong Cong followed him, but he didn't talk to Cong Zhanyi, he just told Xu Shanlan some necessary precautions.Yin Yi didn't know why he didn't come.

When Xu Shanlan drew lots, he drew No. 14, which was slightly behind.The advantage of this is that you can learn from the experience of the athletes in the previous competition, find out the shortcomings, and remind yourself; the disadvantage is that the waiting time is too long, which is actually a kind of torture.

Not far from the left is Yan Hongjun and his disciples. The eyes of the jungle and Yan Hongjun's touch are like two bullets fired at each other.Ye Qingyu's expression was cold, and he seemed a little nervous. When he saw Xu Shanlan, a smile appeared on his lips.Xu Shanlan pursed his lips and smiled, and brushed his hair.Cong Zhanyi handed over the water and said in a low voice, "Take a deep breath, try your best, and relax your mind."

Xu Shanlan nodded, took a few long breaths slowly, and seemed to have stabilized a lot.

The athletes entered the field one by one, Gu Haiping was so bored that he went out to use the restroom.As soon as he walked out of the door, he heard someone calling him: "Mr. Gu."

The second time someone called him that, Gu Haiping got used to it a lot, but he didn't tire of it. He turned his head and looked at the person in front of him: about 30 years old, tall and tall, wearing dark gray sportswear, white sneakers, and handsome eyebrows. His expression was a little cynical.The strange thing is that Gu Haiping thought he had seen this person before at first glance, but he couldn't remember it for a while.He asked: "What's the matter?"

The man smiled, showing his white teeth: "I think the manager of our company should have talked to you yesterday, my surname is Zong." He didn't hand over his business card, and Gu Haiping subconsciously guessed that this person might be The vice president mentioned by Manager Chen.He frowned: "I'm sorry, I think I made it quite clear, I'm not interested in being a star."

The man put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking very casual: "Mr. Gu has such a good skill, such a good appearance..." As he said, he looked Gu Haiping up and down, and smiled softly, "Don't shoot It's a real shame about the movie."

For some reason, Gu Haiping hated the way this person looked at him from the bottom of his heart. It was too frivolous, too careless, too... In short, he felt that the vice president of a big performing arts company should definitely not look like this.Gu Haiping had no such intention in the first place, and now he was even more unwilling. He didn't say much, just turned around and walked to the bathroom, and waved his hand far away to express his rejection.

Who would have thought that the man would actually bully him and said, "I hope Mr. Gu can think about it carefully." His speed was extremely fast, he was just a few steps away when he spoke, and after a few words, the words were already ringing in his ears.Gu Haiping was slightly startled, martial arts practitioners are by nature vigilant and extremely repulsive to people who approach suddenly.With his back facing the man, he immediately leaned to the side and stretched out his arms to block.The man really made a surprise attack, and his moves were extremely weird, he rushed forward in small steps, and pointed his fingertips straight at Gu Haiping's waist.

Gu Haiping called softly: "Inch-Jin Fist!" The Inch-Jin Fist is the ultimate skill of Wing Chun, the key lies in short, fast, ruthless and forceful penetration.Gu Haiping twisted his waist and retreated, taking a step back.The man stroked his waist lightly with his fingertips, causing a burst of burning pain.Gu Haiping raised his eyebrows, kicked his legs forward, and went straight to the opponent's chest with a move of "Kuixing Kick Dou".He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has mastered Changquan moves at his fingertips.Who would have thought that the man would not back down but move forward, punching vigorously and swiftly without mercy.

Gu Haiping took a deep breath, his abdomen contracted extremely, barely dodging a punch, and forced his opponent back with a flying kick, his body flew in the air, and when he landed, he raised his knees and was independent.He shouted in a deep voice: "Jeet Kune Do! What do you want to do?!"

Jeet Kune Do originally evolved from Wing Chun. No wonder Gu Haiping admitted his mistake at first.

Seeing that Gu Haiping was on guard all over, the man just smiled, and put his hands back into his trouser pockets casually: "It turns out that traditional martial arts are not without their merits." He spoke calmly, as if the little fight just now had no meaning at all. Same happened.

Gu Haiping slowly lowered his legs, stared at the man vigilantly, and stabbed: "There is more than one Bruce Lee in the world. The way of martial arts lies in the precision of drilling. Any faction has its advantages. The key is the person who practices martial arts."

Appreciation flashed in the man's eyes, with a smile still on his lips, he said slowly: "Okay, I just hope you can think about it again, don't waste such a handsome skill."

"Thank you for your appreciation." Gu Haiping ignored it, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and when he passed by that person, he suddenly punched him, and went straight to the person's face.This time he was caught off guard, like a thunderbolt, unstoppable.The man suddenly put away his sloppy look, and waved his palms to resist.Unexpectedly, Gu Haiping's move was false, he raised his left leg and kicked the man's crotch viciously.The man frowned slightly, turned sideways to dodge, finally slowed down half a step, the foot wind passed under his knees, causing a burst of numbness in his calves.

Gu Haiping succeeded in one move, and quickly swept back to prevent the man from counterattacking.Turning back and raising his eyebrows provocatively, his eyes gleamed with pride: "It's even." Without stopping, he rushed out of the door.

The man laughed in surprise, and raised his right hand, the fingertips still had the feeling of touching the skin.He lightly twirled his fingertips, thinking meaningfully: The waist is quite thin.

Gu Haiping returned to the arena, and soon it will be Xu Shanlan's turn to play.He's warming up on the sidelines, doing some stretches.Jungle looked serious and gave him the final pre-match guidance as detailed as possible.

Only the host's stereotyped voice sounded: "Contestant No. 0013 scored 9.4 points." The audience responded with warm applause.Xu Shanlan took a long, slow breath, and the host continued, "The next contestant to appear is: No. 0023, Xu Shanlan from the City XX Martial Arts School."

Xu Shanlan's ears were buzzing, and the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head.He didn't play immediately, but stood on the sidelines for a second. This is the method Cong Zhanyi taught him.Don't underestimate this short second, it can calm you down and prevent you from being too hasty and nervous.

Xu Shanlan was wearing a deep red double-breasted suit with white piping and a milky white ribbon tied at the waist.Uncle Yin Yi specially asked someone to tailor this for him. With his fair skin and short black hair, it is extremely eye-catching.In this kind of show-like competition, more or less appearance and clothing will affect the referee's score, and no one dares to be careless.

Xu Shanlan walked slowly to the center of the arena, he couldn't hear anything around him, and it was quiet.Raise your breath and start your hands.When it was actually performed, the sense of panic was gone.Xu Shanlan's lips were tightly pursed, and he made every move seriously.There was a "snap" of flying feet in the air, clean and crisp.His optional movement is the whirlwind foot and the horse step. At this time, the results of years of hard training really stand out. The painstaking efforts of the jungle father and son were not in vain.Xu Shanlan's horse gait was extremely stable when he landed, as firm as a rock, motionless, almost perfect, and the applause from the audience was like a wave.

The 3-minute game was over in a blink of an eye. Xu Shanlan stood still, clasped his fists, and saluted the referee. At this moment, he completely let go of a big stone in his chest. He knew that he had performed extremely well, so he ran to the sidelines excitedly Before reaching Cong Zhanyi, he pursed his lips and laughed.Cong Zhanyi nodded and gave a thumbs up in front of his chest.The two chatted briefly and waited quietly for the referee to score.

Gu Haiping came over and stood behind the jungle, several people looked at the scoring board together, where the final result would be announced.

After a few minutes, it seemed like several years to Xu Shanlan, finally came the host's flat voice: "Remove the highest score of 9.8 points, remove the lowest score of 9.5 points, the final score of contestant No. 0023: 9.76 points. "

Gu Haiping clashed his fists and palms in the air and shouted: "Great!" This score is really not low, and the audience once again gave warm applause.Xu Shanlan hugged Cong Zhanyi tightly, his face flushed with excitement.Cong Cong nodded in relief and smiled for the first time after Cong Zhanyi gave up the game.

Xu Shanlan put on his coat, calmed down, and sat quietly beside the elder brother.The people around cast envious glances at him. If nothing else happened, basically the champion has already been won.But the reason why a game is a game is that it is very likely to have an accident. You never know what the ending will be until the last moment.

Just when several people were happy for Xu Shanlan, Ye Qingyu appeared.He was wearing a black martial arts suit with a white ribbon around his waist, black and white as distinct as his eyes.This young man has a cold demeanor, he is not as cramped and flustered as the other participating athletes, and his every move is so calm that others are anxious for him.

Then, he made a move.

Objectively speaking, Ye Qingyu's routine arrangement is comparable to Xu Shanlan's, including the optional movement, the degree of difficulty is generally the same.But as soon as he punched, Cong Zhanyi frowned involuntarily.It was a feeling, a feeling that could be seen but could not be expressed in words. If I had to describe it, it would be that Xu Shanlan had already painted a very exquisite landscape oil painting, which was impeccable; You see that vivid and beautiful landscape.

The ups and downs, the speed and speed are all just right, and the punches are full of strength and whistling.The corners of Ye Qingyu's eyes and eyebrows even brought a touch of chill, absolutely everyone's demeanor.Cong Zhanyi and Xu Shanlan looked at each other, Xu Shanlan pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and Cong Zhanyi patted his head.

No need to look at the referee's scoring, all the experts on and off the court can tell that the champion is none other than this young man.

Sure enough, the referee scored a good score of 9.8 points, and one even gave 9.82 points.In the end, Ye Qingyu's score was 0.06, only a slight gap of [-] points, overwhelmed Xu Shanlan, and became the champion of this youth team's long boxing competition.

Ye Qingyu's teammates cheered, and Yan Hongjun was so happy that he hugged his proud disciple fiercely, making Ye Qingyu a little embarrassed.Conglin unexpectedly did not despise him, instead he patted Xu Shanlan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, Lanzi, we will definitely win the championship next time."

Xu Shanlan didn't care about these things, he really felt that Ye Qingyu was much better than him.Ye Qingyu turned her head, the eyes of the two teenagers met in the air, one was as clear as a spring, and the other was soft and bright as water, smiling at each other.