This actor needs more money

He raised his hand towards Ding Xiuyi and said with a wry smile: "Li Ting, I have been studying Bajiquan for eight years and have no practical experience. Teacher Ding, please be merciful."

Eight years, not a newbie, but not very experienced either.

Among the people today, there are many who have been practicing for more than ten or twenty years.

"You're welcome." Ding Xiu clasped his fists: "I will be measured."

Li Ting has a somewhat delicate name and looks very delicate. Ding Xiu is not impressed by him, mainly because he left early yesterday and didn't pay much attention to the second half.

The first time we met today, what probably left an impression on him was such a delicate face and a pair of rough hands.

To be honest, if he covered his face and just looked at his hands, he would believe that he was a martial arts practitioner with rich fighting experience and had practiced boy kung fu since he was a child.

Li Ting smiled shyly: "Thank you, don't slap me in the face, I'll be filming later."

"Are you an actor too?"

"Hengdian is a special agent and plays some small roles without names. He is not an actor."

"There are no small roles here, only small actors, all making a living."

"Thank you, Teacher Ding, for your encouragement."

"You are older than me, don't call me that, it makes me uncomfortable."

"Then I'll call you Brother Xiu. I'm also a fan of You."

"also."

"Ahem." Seeing that the two were chatting, the referee interrupted them with a dry cough. He let the conversation continue. He didn't have to do anything today. He just listened to what they said: "Get ready."

"Three two one, start!"

"Brother Xiu, I'm here."

Stretching out his big hands, Li Ting looked serious, clenched his fists, and attacked Ding Xiu. As he approached, he snorted coldly in his nose, stepped down hard, and handed out his fist with a sound of breaking through the air.

With such a flawless boxing technique, Ding Xiu believed that Li Ting really had no actual combat experience.

If you often compete with others and have a master to teach you, you won't end up like this.

I don’t know how I got to the third round.

Ding Xiu was too embarrassed to dodge, so he leaned forward with his right hand, preparing to flick his fist away for a quick victory.

At the referee's table, Wu Jiang's master and apprentice smiled.

Liu Xiaoyun said: "Master, Ding Xiu must be in trouble this time."

The same scene happened yesterday. Li Ting, who had little actual combat experience, punched his opponent with an ordinary punch, and then the opponent fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and almost fainted.

"It won't hurt, but I guess it won't be uncomfortable either." Wu Jiang shook his head and said, "Ding Xiu can still bear a punch."

"boom!"

Ding Xiu did not deflect Li Ting's fist, but the fist broke through his defense and received a solid punch on his chest.

Taking two steps back, Ding Xiu's face turned a little red, and he slowly exhaled a breath, as if he had seen a ghost, and cursed: "Fuck you!"

He felt it the moment his hands touched. The opponent's fist was powerful and indestructible. He was caught off guard. He was so careless that he didn't guard against it. Instead, he let the attack come in because of his carelessness.

Fortunately, he took a breath in a hurry, and the muscles in his chest were tight, blocking most of the force.

Otherwise, if he gets it right, even with his physical strength, he will have to suffer for a while.

The reason why he uttered a curse word was because he didn't expect Li Ting to be able to show off his strength. He thought he was just showing off when he snorted and stomped his feet, but now it seemed like he was building momentum.

What a master.

Ding Xiu's eyes became serious.

"I surrender."

The next second, Li Ting shouted towards the referee.

Ding Xiu was dumbfounded, and everyone present was also dumbfounded. The situation was so good, why should he admit defeat? It was unreasonable.

There is only one master in strength training, who is not arrogant and arrogant. Even if he is not an opponent, he still has to pass a few moves. What's more, this is a competition, there will be no harm to others, and there is no fear of being beaten.

"Brother, are you serious?" Ding Xiu put away his fist and asked.

Li Ting stretched out the hand that he had just punched toward him, then spread his backhand and opened his palm. His palm was covered with sweat, as if he had just fished it out of the water.

"I can only punch this one. If I force a second punch, my energy and blood will be damaged. I will be weak for a while, and I will have to eat a lot to make up for it."

"You are the only one I have ever seen who took a punch from me and acted like nothing happened. I am no match for you."

"And I really don't know how to fight, so there's no point in fighting anymore."

Looking at the palm of his hand, Ding Xiu understood that this was just coming in, he was not familiar with it yet, and his skill was not deep, otherwise he would not be able to only punch one punch.

Of course, this cannot be said to be that Li Ting is weak. There is no weak person who can develop strength.

In fact, no one can throw infinitely powerful punches. This thing is like a bomb in Landlords. Generally, if you can have one bomb, you will be ahead of the game. If you have two or three bombs, you are almost invincible. Land, as long as the other cards are not bad, you can easily beat your opponent.

Including Ding Xiu, the same goes for him. When fighting against someone, he doesn't just go up and use his strength. Who comes up and throws bombs?

It's all about seizing the opportunity and taking action when it's time to take action.

The difference is that he has more bombs than a novice like Li Ting, and can take more shots. With his sharp vision and experience, every shot is a sure kill, and he rarely misses.

"What a pity." Ding Xiu stopped his hand and sighed.

Li Ting smiled and said: "It's no pity. I just came here to have fun. I have nothing to do."

He knew what Ding Xiu meant when he said it was a pity. The old man who taught him kung fu also said the same thing, saying that if he knew how to fight, his combat effectiveness would be improved several times.

But the old man doesn't know how to do it either. He even practiced martial arts all his life and never got into it.

"Your job is not just an actor, right?" Ding Xiu asked.

Most martial arts practitioners would be a little reluctant to hear his words of regret. After all, they have mastered a golden house, only missing the key.

It felt like going on a date with my girlfriend on Valentine's Day. In the end, because the supermarket downstairs was closed and I couldn't buy a small umbrella, I could only watch helplessly.

Who doesn’t feel itchy?

Li Ting is so frank, there are only two possibilities. First, he really doesn't care, but if he really doesn't care, how can he insist on practicing Baji for so many years? His hands look like he has worked hard.

The second is that he does not rely on his kung fu to make a living. Without kung fu, he has other options.

"Well, I'm still a teacher. Isn't this a holiday? Let's go to Hengdian to get a feel for acting."

Ding Xiu suddenly understood and nodded immediately: "Hello teacher, teaching and educating people is no worse than fighting for life or death. I'll leave you a phone number later and we can all make friends. If you have any trouble in the future, you can call me."

Among the people he had met, this was the one person who clearly had a choice but was unwilling to choose.

In fact, as long as Li Ting was willing to bow his head and become a disciple, there were many people on the referee's bench who were willing to teach him how to play, but he resisted the temptation and chose the ordinary life of a teacher.

Is it tiring to learn martial arts? It’s tiring, but if you can practice to a high level, you can make a lot of money. Just look at those who open martial arts gyms and you will know that they make a lot of money.

Or go to a boxing match. If you have a fighting style, you will be much stronger than the average boxer.

He has one foot on the threshold of earning one million per year, but Li Ting can stop the car. Look, this is such a state. Ding Xiu admires him from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha, thank you Brother Xiu." Li Ting scratched his head and smiled: "But if you can help me satisfy my regrets for free, I won't refuse."

If the occasion wasn't inappropriate, Ding Xiu would have given him a middle finger.

"Since you have chosen a good path, don't study anymore. I'm afraid you will be distracted. This is not a good path. These days, there is no money to practice martial arts."

If you don't have a knife in your hand, you'll get beaten up at most if you're beaten. If you have a knife in your hand, you'll definitely draw blood if you're cornered.

Li Ting doesn't know how to fight, and he may never have a chance to be in the ring in this life. At most, it will be a game like today, where everyone just clicks and communicates.

If you really know how to do it, you might see him in Wulinfeng one day.

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Huijin is not invincible, and it is not impossible to kill or maim yourself if you encounter a master one day.

"I'm just talking casually, just a small wish. In fact, I understand everything. Sometimes it won't be much better than it will be. It's just that after practicing for so many years, I still feel a little regretful."

He said the same thing to Liu Xiaoyun last night, but the other party also refused.

Fighting style is the core of a sect. Without relatives or friends, few people are willing to show it, and he is unwilling to join a martial arts school, so the matter fell through.

Although joining a martial arts gym is just a matter of words and seems to have no responsibility or danger, he understands that if you join and take other people's things, sooner or later it will be useful to you.

Ding Xiu nodded: "Believe me, it won't be better than before. By the way, I forgot to ask you, what are you teaching?"

"University."

"Awesome, what major?"

"Japanese."

"You played a Japs in Hengdian, right?"

"Yes, as soon as the assistant director heard that I spoke Japanese, he asked me to act. I treated it as a vacation internship and practiced speaking in my spare time. Occasionally, I would take students to experience it when I had time, so that they would not forget history."

Ding Xiu: "..."

…

As expected, before noon, the National Bajiquan Competition came to an end, and Ding Xiu won the championship. There was no suspense at all.

Everyone dispersed and got ready to eat.

No one noticed that Ding Xiu and Liu Xiaoyun walked towards the back door one after another, and Xu Haofeng and Wu Jiang followed soon after.

Li Ting, who had reached the door, turned his head and glanced, just in time to see Ding Xiu and the others. By some strange mistake, he turned around and followed them.

The students were in class, and there was no one on the football field. It was very deserted.

A group of people came to the football field. Ding Xiu cupped his hands towards Liu Xiaoyun and said, "Teacher Liu, I've been here for a few days and I haven't had a chance to visit. Don't be surprised."

"Everywhere, I understand."

"I have no other intention of asking Lao Xu to invite you here this time. I just want to have a discussion with you."

"No problem, let's just stop there, shall we?"

Ding Xiu smiled. It was the first time he saw such a crazy person, and he immediately joked: "It's a matter of life and death."

Liu Xiaoyun: "..."

mmp, he just asked casually, how can there be a difference between life and death? If you win, you will be jailed, if you lose, you will be buried on the spot, right?

"You're just kidding, let's call it a day." Ding Xiu smiled and said to Wu Jiang, "I'd like to trouble Senior Wu to be the referee."

"Okay." Wu Jiang agreed with a smile, hands behind his back, and then turned to look at Li Ting, who was standing not far away, without saying anything.

This kind of competition is generally closed to the public, and no outsiders can be present. Regardless of winning or losing, spreading the word will be harmful to both parties.

Xu Haofeng came because he was Ding Xiu's friend, and everyone knew him well and knew he wouldn't talk nonsense, so it didn't matter.

Instead of driving Li Ting away, Wu Jiang cherished his talents and hoped that with the help of this competition, he could see the power of Chuanwu and become his master.

It is the rule to apprentice and learn something.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach, he has no choice. He can't learn without being a disciple. This is a rule set by his ancestors. He just casually teaches the kung fu that has been passed down by his master for many years. He really can't do it.

It would be a pity to let Li Ting go. He has been practicing martial arts for eight years and he is a good young talent. He should not be buried like this.

In the past two days, Wu Jiang has seen it with his eyes and felt anxious in his heart.

"Master Liu, please."

"Master Ding, please."

Here, Ding Xiu and Liu Xiaoyun were already preparing to fight. Their boxing skills were similar, their eyes were steady, and their faces were serious. Before the fight, the atmosphere became tense.

"Let's get started." After Wu Jiang finished speaking, he took a few steps back to leave some space.

Without saying too much nonsense, Liu Xiaoyun chose to make the first move, coming up and launching the first attack. It was also a punch. His speed and attack angle would have made Li Ting much stronger.

Ding Xiu also took a step forward, dodged the fist, clenched his right hand, and smashed towards Liu Xiaoyun's arm.

When his fist was about to fall, he temporarily changed to clapping with his palm.

This is called a hammer, and it can break a person's arm with one punch.

Just considering that it was just a martial arts competition, he stopped his strength and slapped it with his palms.

Liu Xiaoyun's palm was slapped away, and Ding Xiu's next move continued. He bent his left arm and hit Liu Xiaoyun's ear with his elbow.

Thanks to Ding Xiu's relief and hesitation, Liu Xiaoyun had time to breathe. He raised his curved arm to protect his ears. His other hand was not idle, and he stepped out of a double instrument pile under his feet and thrust his elbow forward fiercely.

This move was originally a close-up move, but here he replaced it with his elbow.

Kung Fu is dead, but people are alive. For Bajiquan, Liu Xiaoyun has long been familiar with it, and every move has been integrated into his bones.

As soon as Ding Xiu stepped forward, he took two steps back, turned around, and turned his back to Liu Xiaoyun. Liu Xiaoyun didn't have time to think too much and immediately pursued him fiercely. But as soon as he took a step forward, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Snapped!"

Ding Xiu didn't turn around, but kicked out with his back foot.

This is the Tiger Tail Kick, a move in Baji. It is a bit similar to the Carbine Spear. It is usually used to inflict insults on people. Once the opponent steps forward during the turn, he will be caught off guard and will be kicked.

Liu Xiaoyun received a strong kick in the stomach, took four or five steps back, bent over, and turned pale.

"Master Liu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, continue."

"Then I'll come."

Next, Ding Xiu's attack continued. Under his violent blow, Xu Haofeng, Wu Jiang, and Li Ting who were watching realized what it means that Wen has Tai Chi to calm the world, and Wu has Baji to stabilize the world.

Too fierce.

The floating sand leg, blocking the waist leg, the overlord breaks the willow hard, opens the door with a cannon, and Erlang traps the person.

Ding Xiu explains what offense is the best defense. As long as you play hard enough, you don't need to defend.

A minute later, Ding Xiu continued to hit the ribs with elbows and elbows, and with just a small combo, Liu Xiaoyun squatted on the ground, covering his ribs with both hands, and retched with a pale face.

"No more fight, fuck, oh, fuck."

There are countless people in this circle who have benefited from it, you can’t even count them. This is really not something I just say casually.

——Guo Degang

It's not a question of whether he is handsome or not, he really is that kind. .．． A rare one, so charming!

——Zhou Xingchi

I was careless and didn't dodge. .．． But his reputation as a martial artist is indeed not in vain.

——Donnie Yen

Wow, that's really awesome. His acting skills are absolutely as good as his skills.

——Cheng Long

I don't understand what they are saying, I just want to cure a disease.

——Huo Yunting