Chapter 676

American people's curiosity and yearning for Chinese Kung Fu is closely related to a Chinese Kung Fu superstar. Many American adults grew up watching his movies. When he was young, Davis especially liked to watch fancy and cool kung fu movies.

Therefore, for Martinez's proposal, he did not think about it and rejected it.

"You know I'm an amateur fighter, so I can play better with my fighting moves." Martinez insisted on his attitude.

"You don't mean others will. This is the set, not the arena. I just want gorgeous and cool movements, not your fighting skills." Davis didn't kill him.

As a star of high status in Hollywood, Martinez is qualified and confident to argue with the director. The two sides hold their own views, which attracts the attention of the crew. However, they are afraid that the disaster will be caused by the bloody spray.

"If you're not in shape, you can use a double." Davis suggested.

"It's not that I'm not in form. If I were fighting, I would be in better shape." Martinez said: "Chinese Kung Fu is famous for its flashiness. It's ridiculous to see those tricks and embroidered legs. It's hard to learn... ""

this is the key point.

Chinese moves require high flexibility of the body, and few foreigners with developed muscles are difficult to do.

"Chinese kungfu is not a kind of boxing and leg embroidery." The martial arts director quietly acts as a melon eating crowd on the edge. Listening to Martinez's scorn for Chinese martial arts, he endured for a long time and finally couldn't help it.

Yu Yongsheng began to practice martial arts at the age of ten. Now he has five in thirty, and the word "Kung Fu" is branded in his life. Kung Fu is not only a hobby, but also a profession.

Just like the people who move bricks, they hate being teased on the Internet every day.

"Isn't it? Aerobics is what people in your country describe it." Martinez turned his head and said to Yu Yongsheng.

"That's exactly what Chinese Kungfu has to offer, but not all of them." Yu Yongsheng said.

"You want to say you're good at fighting." Martinez glared at Yu Yongsheng.

He argued with the director about this guy. Originally, he was a little angry, but now he naturally transferred it to Yu Yongsheng.

"In general, third in the world." Yu Yongsheng shrugged, then ready to leave, big star, not to be provoked.

But Martinez gave him a big push, relying on his height advantage, overlooking Yu Yongsheng: "are you interested in a contest?"

Yu Yongsheng did not nod, but was pushed again.

He stepped back two steps and shrugged, "OK."

The crew moved the lights and equipment to a distance, and the two exchanged under the green curtain. Martinez was an amateur fighter, and Yu Yongsheng was a martial arts instructor. Since he was a martial arts instructor, he had practiced, and some of them might have been unable to fight, but Yu Yongsheng, who was still in his prime, could.

The director asked people to find boxing, which seemed to be a rising competition.

The melon eating crowd gathered to watch.

Qin Baobao and Su Yu move to a small bench and take Qin Ze to eat melon together.

"It's a fight." Su Yu asked Qin Ze, she saw Qin Ze long ago.

"Foreigners said that Chinese kungfu is a kind of boxing and embroidering legs, but the martial arts instructor didn't accept it, and then they exchanged views." Qin Ze did not evaluate Martinez's arrogance.

"Oh, no way." Qin Baobao gave a low breath.

Over there, Yu Yongsheng leans back to hide from Martinez's hook and wanders around him. Martinez attacks frequently. Occasionally, he is blocked. More often, his attack fails.

Yu Yongsheng is naturally weak in height and strength. Foreigners have developed muscles and strong explosive power, but their endurance is not good. This is the same as saying on the Internet that the muscles of the gym can't beat the muscles of moving bricks.

"Why do you always hide? Hit him, hit him." Qin Baobao read in a low voice.

With that, Yu Yongsheng, who seized the opportunity, broke out in a sprint. He bent down close to Martinez and hugged him around his waist. At the same time, he tripped and threw him to the ground and hit him with his fist.

Martinez wanted to fight back, but the experienced Yu Yongsheng put one hand around Martinez's neck and held his head back. The latter's fists could only hit his hard skull and back. And his fist hits the other person's face.

"Enough is enough!"

Davis called out to the noise of the melon eaters.

Yu Yongsheng's blood suddenly congealed, and his heart was awe inspiring. As he blocked his fist, he looked up and saw Davis's dissatisfied look.

Yu Yongsheng's desire to win was wiped out by the displeasure in the other party's eyes.

He's just a martial arts instructor.

The other party is a star paid for.

Born unequal.

In the past, stars play big names in the production group, and the director can only let them. You are a martial arts director. You take yourself seriously.

It is said to be a contest, but you can't regard it as a fair and just competition. It can't be said to be "let's have a fight.".

And although the director does not agree to change to fighting, it does not mean that he is in the heart of you and towards Chinese Kung Fu.Yu knew that the United States was a country with a strong sense of race.

The anger of being pushed twice and the competitive heart aroused by the "contest" quickly faded away. The middle-aged man with a family and a room thought that he could not iron his head, so his hands relaxed: "this is it..."

"like it" did not say, and Martinez punched him in the face.

Then, Martinez seized the opportunity and jumped him away. Without giving Yu Yongsheng a chance to react, Martinez rode on him, swung his fist and hit him in the face.

You want to stop when you're done? It doesn't exist!

Martinez felt that the other side was exhausted, so he wanted to stop.

"Just at the beginning, don't you Chinese often say that there will be 300 rounds of war. Oh, I especially like to fight with women. It's really unproductive. " Martinez make complaints about the side.

Yu Yongsheng didn't have time to explain that he misinterpreted the meaning of "three hundred rounds of war". He closed his fists in a professional posture to block his face. Ouch, the fists of foreigners really hurt.

The boxer hit his face with a dull sound.

A circle of melon eating crowd is still in the cajoling, very much like the bullring spectators, there is no meaning to stop.

Maybe Yu Yongsheng pleads for mercy and admits defeat, and someone will stop him. But it is too difficult for a Chinese man who loves face and practices martial arts.

The gourd eaters were excited and happy about the reversal, because the Americans won.

"Martinez is so good that the martial arts instructor can't beat him."

"Because Chinese kungfu is the" most beautiful gymnastics ", the actual combat ability is very weak

"Well, look, he doesn't resist. Good advice."

"It's too weak, short and thin. Of course, I can't beat it."

Do you dare to fight back? I will open you up.

Martinez is playing hard, suddenly feel his fist is being held, angry head up, is the agent of the specially invited Chinese star.

"Hey, you've won." Qin Ze said: "he lost, stop it."

“Goaway。” Martinez's anger didn't fall, and he threw Qin Ze's hand away. When he swung, he hit Qin Ze's abdomen.

He swung his fist and hit again, and his arm was held again. This time, before he got angry, the huge force threw him out directly, and Martinez rolled a long way.

The crowd exclaimed.

"If you want to continue to learn, I will accompany you." Qin Ze looks at him and turns to help Yu Yongsheng.

On his eyes, easily see through the cat, for this man's helpless tolerance, not good to do evaluation. However, I have a deeper understanding of the sentence "Wu Fu is like a mang man".

If you know you can't fight, just admit it.

You have to make yourself so miserable. It's the rich people who have money these days.

"Lost." Yu Yongsheng got up and spat blood foam. His gum was beaten and bleeding, and then the nosebleed also came out. He looked very miserable, but he was not hurt.

Ginza stood up and made a gesture of defiance

"This guy has a lot of strength, but his endurance is generally poor. It's a common problem of gym muscle men. Don't fight with him." Yu Yongsheng said in a low voice: "let him know that Chinese Kung Fu is not HuaQuan Xiujiao."

I don't know Chinese Kung Fu!

Qin Zexin said.

"Go away." Qin Ze patted Yu Yongsheng on the shoulder: "fortunately, I have money."

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