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He was about to leave, but he still wanted people to eat cakes. Wu Wangting's attitude was not like that of a cake deliverer, so there was only one possibility. He wanted to practice Ding Xiu.

So Cheng Long, Wu Bing, Cheng Xiaodong, Wang Jiawei and other talents stopped and prepared to watch the next most peak showdown.

"Half is too little. I can't eat enough. If you want, give me the whole piece." When Wu Wangting refused to give it, Ding Xiu reached out to grab it.

With a flip of his palm, Wu Wangting twitched his hand, but did not let Ding Xiu succeed, and said: "There are talents in this generation, and the young people are very courageous, but it is difficult to get my cake."

"You'll know if it's good or not. You'll know if you try it."

Wu Wangting refused to give it to him, so Ding Xiu took it himself and reached out to grab Wu Wangting's palm.

But Wu Wangting's hand was like a loach, very slippery. As soon as he caught it, it slipped away from his hand, as if he had nowhere to use his strength.

Withdrawing his hand, Ding Xiu took a small step forward and gently placed one hand forward on Wu Wangting's wrist.

"Tai Chi, it's interesting. Let's see if it's your Tai Chi or my Baji that's harder."

"Tai Chi is a combination of hardness and softness. A few big hammers are no worse than Bajiquan. Young man, I have a message for you. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."

"Sorry, I haven't met an opponent yet."

Even before the official confrontation, the conversation between the two was full of tension.

Wu Jing whispered to Wu Bing: "Master, who can win between Brother Xiu and Mr. Wu?"

Cheng Long, Wang Jiawei and others hurriedly pricked up their ears.

Wu Bing shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't know."

Wang Jiawei said: "Coach Wu, how could you not know? It's obvious that Ding Xiu is great. Although I don't practice martial arts, I also know that boxing is afraid of young people. What's more, Ding Xiu keeps getting stronger and stronger."

"Mr. Wu is almost ninety. No matter how good he was when he was young, at this age he can walk up the stairs without help and can walk two kilometers at a stretch. He is no match for Ding Xiu."

Cheng Long nodded.

It is true that Wang Jiawei is a layman, but what he said is correct.

Anyone who studies martial arts knows that you can no longer fight as you get older. The situation in martial arts novels where people become more powerful as they get older does not exist.

If a person is in his sixties or seventies, he is considered pretty good if he does not have three highs, let alone various basic diseases.

Considering that Wu Wangting was nearly ninety years old, even a junior high school student, let alone Ding Xiu, could defeat him.

"You don't understand. The two of them are not competing in strength now." Wu Bing looked at the two people in the field and explained: "If it is a head-to-head fight, how can Mr. Wu beat Ding Xiu? A fifteen or six-year-old child can do it." Trip him up.”

"But what they are competing now is strength. Mr. Wu asked Ding Xiu to break the cake, and he used Tai Chi to knead strength to avoid his strength, leaving him nowhere to start."

"In order not to let Mr. Wu suffer, Ding Xiu said he wanted a whole piece of cake, because a piece of cake is much more difficult than a half piece of cake."

"Half a piece of cake just needs to be broken off, and a piece of cake needs to be let go by Mr. Wu. The former is like sixty points in the exam, and the latter is better than the teacher who gave the test."

Wu Jing suddenly realized: "Yang Luchan, the Tai Chi master of the generation, has the unique skill that a bird cannot fly, which means that a bird cannot fly if placed in the palm of his hand, because there is nowhere to borrow strength."

"Now Ding Xiu is like that bird. Mr. Wu controls him, so he can't take the cake no matter what?"

The TV series Wu Jing acted in the second year after his debut was called Tai Chi Master. The character he played was named Yang Yuqian, whose prototype was Yang Luchan. He practiced Tai Chi a lot for this drama and learned about Tai Chi knowledge. He even lost a finger during the martial arts scene.

So as soon as Wu Bing said it, he understood that it was a bird that cannot fly.

"Isn't Birds Not Flying a TV series or a story in the history of martial arts? No one has ever used it in real life. Is it really possible?" Wang Jiawei asked his own question.

He has interviewed many martial arts masters, and has also heard that the Taichi bird cannot fly, but he has only heard of it. When asked who could do it, no one dared to say anything.

The truth of the matter is open to question.

Wu Bingxun glanced at Wang Jiawei, a layman, and said with a bit of contempt: "Before Ding Xiu took action, have you ever seen anyone who can practice Bajiquan to this extent?"

Wang Jiawei shut up.

Before Ding Xiu, let alone anyone who could practice Bajiquan to this extent, I had never heard of anyone who could practice Chuanwu to this extent.

If you beat dozens of people one by one, no one would believe it. It’s like making a movie.

"So, just because you haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

After saying this, Wu Bing turned his attention to the field again.

Ding Xiu and Wu Wangting were pushing their hands, moving back and forth without taking a step back, and they were using only one hand.

The strength of the two of them is very obvious. Ding Xiu's technique is fierce, straight and sharp.

Wu Wangting is gentle and gentle, and every move is worth a thousand pounds.

One hard and one soft, the two were in a stalemate for a while.

Tens of seconds later, Wu Wangting turned his wrist upward to avoid Ding Xiu's attack. Unexpectedly, Ding Xiu slapped it hard, and the peach cake in his palm flew out of his hand and flew into the air.

Wu Wangting wanted to catch it with his hands, but as soon as he raised it an inch, Ding Xiu grabbed his wrist and couldn't move.

I can only watch Taosu falling.

"Snapped!"

Before it hit the ground, Ding Xiu's knee pushed lightly and the peach cake bounced back. This time, Wu Wangting did not grab it again, but watched Ding Xiu reach out to catch it.

After taking a bite, Ding Xiu said: "It tastes good. Thank you for the hospitality."

Wu Wangting put his hands behind his back and smiled calmly: "Come here often when you have time."

"Forget it, I'm afraid of being beaten up by a group."

After saying this, Ding Xiu turned around and left and went downstairs.

Wu Wangting looked at his back, shook his head and laughed.

In the stairwell, Wu Jing asked Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu just now, did you win?"

"That's right." After taking the last bite of peach cake, Ding Xiu patted the crumbs on his hands.

Old man Wu is quite powerful, and his strength is more clever than him. It really fits the saying, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

He was able to win because the old man was weak in physical strength and could not hold out for long. He became tired after being violently attacked by his Bajiquan.

Finally, he seized the opportunity and played a trick, forcing the old man to flip his hand. Then he made a sneak attack from below, grabbed the old man's wrist, and made him unable to move.

If the old man were fifty years younger, it would be hard to say who would win in a fight between the two. Maybe he could get a taste of the Tai Chi cannon hammer.

But this possibility is just a thought.

Win is win, lose is lose, there are no ifs.

In the lobby on the first floor, before Ding Xiu could reach the door, the waiter responsible for guarding the door trotted forward and opened the door.

Just opened it.

The gate was crowded with people, and at a glance, the crowds of people were flooding in like a tidal wave.

At the front were various media outlets and magazines, with dozens of microphones stretched out to conduct interviews.

"Master Ding, what do you think of the group of eight martial arts schools beating you up?"

"I heard that if you beat someone to death, will you be held legally responsible?"

“What do you think of Hong Kong Island’s martial arts scene?”

"Master Ding, is it true or false that you singled out dozens of people?"

"Don't be anxious, everyone, come one by one, raise your hands, and line up."

Wu Jing winked at Ding Xiu and signaled him to finish the interview first.

"It's a long story, and I have to start from the beginning. We were filming Langya at the time. You know Langya, a martial arts movie directed by me and starring Ding Xiu. How can I say this movie? I gave my all to it. Go all out, it took several years just to polish the script, let’s talk about the investment, a blockbuster worth over 10 million..."

Facing dozens of media interviews, Wu talked about the Wolf Fang movie with great eloquence.

There are so many media outlets that you can't usually invite. If you are willing to give money, they will not be willing to publish it in the newspaper.

Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although people may not write it down when the time comes, as long as one family invites them in, Langya will make money.

…

"Brother Xiu, you're awesome!"

"low profile!"

"You can challenge the eight major martial arts schools in a one-on-one fight, that's strong!"

"Not eight, just six or seven."

"I heard that you killed dozens of them by yourself, and many of them lost their limbs and limbs."

"The media over-promoted it, so I just put down a dozen of them."

"If you don't box, why are you in the entertainment industry? You have a better future in boxing than as an actor."

"If you can't make it in a few years, you can consider boxing. For now, forget it, actors can make money easily and quickly."

"You are quite capable. You actually dare to fight. Have you ever considered me?"

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"Brother Xiu, are you injured?"

"I hurt my waist, I don't know if it will be okay."

The next day, on the filming set, during his free time, Ding Xiu sat on a recliner and picked up his phone to reply to messages from his friends. He was living a happy life.

I don’t know why, but since he came back, the crew and actors have been much more polite to him.

Especially when there are rival actors in martial arts scenes, they all come over to offer a cup of tea and say hello before filming starts.

"Brother Xiu, there are still five minutes until the waiting room. If you are not busy, you can start touching up your makeup."

The staff member walked up to him, bent down and said with a smile.

"It's only five minutes, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm afraid of disturbing you."

"What's so important about this?"

Ding Xiu stood up to touch up his makeup. After taking two steps, he turned around and raised his hand. The staff was frightened and backed away.

"Get the phone for me and give it to Xiao Zhao later."

Assistant Zhao Liying went to the bathroom and was not there for the time being.

"Okay Brother Xiu."

After taking Ding Xiu's mobile phone, the staff breathed a sigh of relief, having just broken into a cold sweat.

Everyone in Hong Kong knows how fierce Ding Xiu is. He is said to be a master who can kill dozens of people with a samurai sword. It is said that the battle yesterday was so bloody that the ambulance was full.

Wing Chun, Hong Quan, Cai Lifu and other martial arts all enter vertically and come out horizontally.

He was either beaten to the point of vomiting blood or beaten to the point of withdrawing from the world.

Now Ding Xiuren gave him the nickname Ding Laomo, who kills people without blinking an eye.

When Ding Xiu raised his hand just now, the staff thought he had done something wrong and would be beaten.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a polite person and don't hit anyone." Ding Xiu patted the staff on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Yes, Brother Xiu, I understand how you can beat people randomly."

"Um."

As soon as Ding Xiu left, the staff member grimaced and pulled his colleague beside him to shout, "Look at your shoulder, is it bruised? Are the bones broken?"

"No, your shoulder is normal, but I heard that Ding Xiu can use internal strength. Please be careful, it might be an internal injury."

"Bone-turning sponge palm? Damn, I need to take leave to go to the hospital to take a picture."

Ding Xiu didn't know what was going on behind him. After finishing his makeup, he went to the filming location to start filming. Today's filming location was eating noodles in a tea restaurant.

Playing opposite her is a Hong Kong actress named Hui Ying-hong, a famous beater in Hong Kong. She has been in the industry for decades, and half of her acting career has been in fighting scenes. She forcefully forced a layman who had never practiced kung fu to become a professional martial artist. actor.

However, she did not play any acting roles in the drama "Langya". She only had two literary scenes with two pages of lines before and after. They were guest appearances.

"Master Ding, hello, hello."

Seeing Ding Xiu, Hui Yinghong stepped forward and shook hands with a smile.

"Hello, Sister Hong."

"Before I came here, I heard that this was a kung fu movie. I also wanted to shoot a few martial arts scenes. Now it seems fortunate that there are no fighting scenes for me."

"Don't worry, I'm very professional when filming, and I won't hurt anyone when I'm filming."

"I understand, I understand. I just admire your great kung fu. I have learned from several of the sects you challenged. I didn't expect that all the masters would lose to you."

You don’t just have to be a girl-beater. The styles of movies in Hong Kong are varied. There was a time when the most popular movies were Kung Fu movies, and the most boring ones were also Kung Fu movies.

There are no protective measures on the third floor, so if you want to jump, you have to jump.

There is no misplaced fake beating in some martial arts scenes, they are all real beatings. The worst one was when she received more than 30 punches in the stomach from an adult man, which almost killed her.

Of course, in addition to the ability to take a beating, you also need to be able to fight. For this reason, she found some martial arts schools to learn martial arts. Many of those who were sent to the hospital by Ding Xiu today were her former masters.

"Everyone uses martial arts to make friends. The important thing is participation. Winning or losing is not important."

At this moment, Ding Xiu was very humble. He was completely different from when he was fighting with someone or slashing with a knife.

If someone hadn't seen the scene, it would be difficult to connect him with the cold, arrogant, righteous and evil Ding Xiu.

Hui Yinghong forced a smile: "Yes, the important thing is participation."

What she heard was different from what Ding Xiu said. As far as he knew, everyone at the scene went crazy and chopped down one after another. The most miserable Wing Chun Liang Lu received more than twenty knives all over his body, and the knives avoided the vital points. .

It was also said that Ding Xiu was not satisfied with the chop, and said he wanted to chop ten, so a samurai sword rushed towards dozens of people, killing them until rivers of blood flowed.

He is violent, murderous and strong in martial arts. This is what everyone says about him.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiu himself is quite harmonious and polite. It seems that the rumors are wrong and the media cannot believe them.

"Brother Xiu, we are ready to start shooting. Please come over from outside. Sister Hong, you stand at the cashier."

Carrying a bowling bag, Ding Xiu walked across the busy street. There were many cars and pedestrians on the roadside. They were not extras, but ordinary people.

Hong Kong movies have this kind of ethics. They don’t give money if they can’t. There’s a machine on the street, and ordinary people are the best extras, so they don’t even have to eat lunch.

After crossing the zebra crossing, Ding Xiu pushed open the restaurant door.

…

"Click!"

"Pass!"

There is no martial arts in this scene, and there are very few lines. The main thing is to eat noodles.

It looked almost the same, and the director called out to prepare for the next scene. The next scene would be the same scene, but this time it would be the heroine.

Since he didn't have his own scene, Ding Xiu came to the street with the noodles he had eaten for the last scene, pulled Xiao Mazha to sit down, and started eating.

There was a cart selling fish balls on the roadside, and he added a few more. The uncle from the cart helped him while chatting with him, asking him what the name of the movie they were filming was.

While Ding Xiu was chatting and eating fish ball noodles, a black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle parked opposite Mabu, and Wang Jiawei in leather clothes and sunglasses got out of the car and walked over.