Chapter 481

The black man's voice was so loud that the audience could hear him clearly. But we didn't care too much. We just had a laugh.

After all, rich countries and strong people do not need to use foreigners' evaluation to satisfy themselves. Naturally, they will not feel belittled because of a foreigner's excited celebration.

In fact, after discovering everyone's state, Chu Fei still felt very shocked.

"It's only a few years. Everyone has changed a lot."

Chu Fei's emotion is not reasonable, which has caused a heated discussion on the Internet.

However, chufei's emotion is not over yet. In the challenge arena, the black man who won the game actually put up his thumb to the camera in front of him, and then put his thumb against his neck to cross

In movies and TV plays, such gestures are often seen in real high-level comprehensive combat competitions. It's probably the first time that black people can really compete in this position in the challenge arena.

During the cheers of the audience and the celebration of the black man, the host went to the challenge arena with a smile. At this time, Miss Bai, the private guide beside chufei, came to chufei's ear and said, "Mr. Chu, this is the boss of Jianghu Road, Ren Shiquan. He himself acted as the host of this issue. It's hard to say whether it will be him or not."

Chu Fei nodded, but he also knew that this kind of competition host was not the key point, and could not attract too much attention from the audience.

However, looking at the boss Ren Shiquan, Chu Fei subconsciously released his own divine consciousness and shrouded in Ren Shiquan.

"Well, his breathing is steady, and his limbs and muscles are on alert. It seems that the boss is also a martial arts practitioner, but it seems that he should be practicing Sanda."

"Well, it's a wonderful game. I didn't expect our black friend to win three games in a row!" Ren Shiquan excitedly grabs the microphone and comes to the black man's side. He says: "Baoma, when you registered, you said that you had contacted boxing for three years. The three people who just fought with you contacted us in Chinese Kungfu. Although they lost, they also showed something unique to our Chinese Kungfu. What do you feel? ”

this is not a qualified interview, but compared with those reporters who always want to make trouble, Ren Shiquan's question is not too much.

He just presupposes a position that is not obvious.

Baoma bent slightly, because he had a way to get his mouth close to the microphone.

"Actually, I don't think they show any useful skills at all. As you can see, their fists don't have any strength on me. I don't even need to avoid them. I don't know if you Chinese Kungfu are all so soft. Anyway, it's far from the movie. "

Ren Shiquan laughs. He takes Bao Ma's words as a joke and says: "ha ha, Bao Ma is very humorous. Movies are just movies and can't represent real Chinese Kung Fu."

After hearing Ren Shiquan's words, Bao Ma was very obviously stunned. Then he approached the microphone and said:

"then I understand that Chinese kung fu itself is a soft dance, and it has no other use except for being good-looking."

After saying this, the whole audience was in an uproar. We didn't expect that the black man should be so straightforward.

Ren Shiquan was a little embarrassed. He explained with a wry smile:

"Baoma, I mean, there is always a gap between reality and movies and TV plays..."

"Yes, in the movie, your Kung Fu is very good. In reality, it's bad!" Baoma seems to feel that he has mastered the truth. He doesn't even pay attention to the audience's booing and scolding, but also gives an inverted thumbs up to the audience.

Under the challenge arena, Chu Fei had a bitter smile on his face. Beside him, beautiful and sweet Miss Bai was as angry as others. The only difference was that Miss Bai didn't yell.

Ren Shiquan was really embarrassed in the challenge arena. He didn't expect that he just wanted to guide the black man to evaluate the merits of Kung Fu, but it attracted people's contempt. However, at this time, a staff member near the entrance of the challenge arena made a gesture to Ren Shiquan.

Ren Shiquan wiped a cold sweat and said with an embarrassed smile:

"OK, our next players are ready. If Bao Ma accepts, the fight will continue!"

At the end of the speech, Ren Shiquan took out a stack of hand cards from his pocket, glanced at them and said:

"to restate the rules of this competition, the first stage of the program adopts the method of wheel fight. The winner can reasonably judge his physical condition and try his best to achieve the maximum winning streak. According to the number of consecutive wins, the contestants will get different points, and the points are the key to enter the next stage of the program Report card

Although Ren Shiquan didn't make it clear, the leaflet said clearly that this program can only be regarded as a warm-up, an audition, and the next program can be regarded as a real competition.

After the introduction of the rules, Ren Shiquan looked back at Baoma and asked:

"Mr. Baoma, please tell me if it's like participating in a competition!""Oh yeah!" Obama raised his hands and roared, as if to resist the hiss of the audience.

"Well, now let's welcome our new contestant, Zhang Li from Shennan martial arts school! He is a Taijiquan disciple and has been practicing martial arts for three years. He is 20 years old now! "

In the voice of Ren Shiquan, an amateur host, this Taijiquan disciple named Zhang Li stepped onto the challenge arena with high spirits.

He was wearing a Tai Chi suit with a small flat head. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was of normal shape and weighed 150 Jin.

This height and weight, to tell you the truth, there is no way to compare with the black people on the opposite side. They are taller than Zhang Li alone, not to mention their strong physique.

"Hello Zhang Li, I see your information says that you've even been to Sanda, haven't you?" Ren Shiquan intended to let the competition begin, but he found that the black man was full of momentum. Out of selfishness, he chose to say two more words.

"Yes, I've also practiced Sanda, and I've also had experience in arena training." Zhang Li said while moving his hands and feet.

"well, as we all know, Sanda is the modern essence of China's Kung Fu. What makes you turn to Sanchi from Sanshou?" Ren Shiquan clearly intended to give the audience the concept of popular science Sanda, otherwise he would not have said more.

"You're right, Sanda is true, but after practicing for several years, I found that the ultimate goal of Sanda is to knock down the opponent. It has no ideological connotation and no philosophical value, but Taijiquan is different..."

It can be seen that Zhang Li is definitely a loyal fan of Taijiquan, which seems endless. Paoma, the black man over there, was bored. At first, his full momentum gradually calmed down.

Ren Shiquan peeked at Zhang Li and found that Bao Ma's momentum had changed. Then he immediately interrupted Zhang Li and said:

"OK, I think everyone is looking forward to the wonderful performance of Zhang Li, who has both Sanda and Tai Chi skills at the same time. I don't want to say much. I'll give you the challenge arena!"

Ren Shiquan left the court and the referee came up from one side.