Finally it was Cantonese cuisine's turn. Xu Delong took the lead and turned the stick around his waist, thrust his arms forward, and the head of the stick trembled wildly as he shook it.

The soldiers were always half a beat slower than him. The next moment hundreds of anti-protection sticks surrounded the waist, swept forward, and thrust forward. The soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill!"

The tens of thousands of spectators in the entire stadium were shocked speechless for a long time by this killing sound. The atmosphere fell into continuous shock. The old monk with closed eyes on the podium suddenly raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes. Several other judges were also at this moment.

Sit with your arms folded.

Xu Delong quickened his speed, swinging the long stick in a wind-proof motion, occasionally thrusting it out diagonally. Xiang Yu said, "Hey, there are a few moves that look like the Overlord's Spear."

Lin Chong said: "Well, the horizontal sweep is used as a stick and the vertical point is used as a spear. This set of kung fu is very suitable for killing enemies on a large scale on the battlefield. When such an opponent appears on the battlefield, it will definitely be the enemy's nightmare!"

Only then did Lin Chong take a closer look at Xiang Yu, cupping his fists and saying, "You haven't asked for advice yet?"

Lin Chong did not go to drink yesterday, but the heroes were surrounding Master Li asking about Yan Qing, so no one introduced these two people.

Xiang Yu was paying attention to the performance on the field, and he waved his hand casually and said: "Easy to say, Xiang Yu."

Lin Chong was shocked: "Overlord of Western Chu?"

"It's just a dead man..." Xiang Yu said with his hands behind his back.

At this time, 300's movements were no longer orderly, because the moves were getting faster and faster. Most of the people present had no experience in traditional martial arts, and they didn't know much about fighting on the battlefield, so they lost interest when the movements were chaotic.

..

But there were also a few experts who gathered together to compete with faces full of shock. The most professional ones were undoubtedly the five judges. Their vision was indeed not limited, and they looked at the field with glaring eyes.

Anyone who is a professional can see the sharpness of this set of stick techniques, which are ferocious, direct yet entertaining.

Next, Xu Delong also made a careful move - most of their actions were mainly for display, and were both professional and ornamental.

The atmosphere in the audience was much more lively now, and the judges also expressed their satisfaction.

This program has received a rare response from the audience. Whether they are professionals or non-professionals, everyone can say "good" after watching this program.

The program "Yucai" is the finale, followed by the artistic display and the judges' awards.

Presenting awards does not require so many people, so Xu Delong took 300 Yue Jiajun and said he wanted to go back to school. Obviously they were very satisfied with their performance, and they all looked good.

Li Jingshui and Wei Tiezhu ran over and took my hand and said excitedly: "Brother Xiao, how did our performance go?"

Xiaoqiang showed an approving smile: "Not bad! Very sharp!"

He felt that Yucai should be stable in this performance competition. Whether it was costumes, movements, actual combat or aesthetics... Yucai was top-notch in every aspect.

This level is recognized by everyone, and the first place in Yucai is also convincing to everyone. After all, where is the level! Fairness, fairness and openness in such a large-scale competition are the most important standards.

Xiao Qiang happily returned to his seat and continued to watch the program. He was now ready to listen to the broadcast of the conference and come on stage to receive the award.

I don’t know which martial arts school the performer is from, but it seems to be a martial arts family. A nail board has been placed on the stage. An old man and a young man, father and son, came on stage to compete. In the end, I kicked my son and he lay down.

The son never got up from that nail board.

The son's sons, two grandsons aged thirteen or fourteen, carried a slate and placed it on their father. Then a woman with a thin waist like a wasp jumped onto the stage, held out a small gong, and stirred the ground.

After knocking for a while, he made a four-way bow and said with a cute look on his face: "Three generations of my family are here to perform and gather at the martial arts conference. I asked where the restaurant is. I was so strong that I choked..."

Good guy!

Is this a traditional performing arts?

Busking on the street? Having a big stone in your chest?

The audience was stunned, and the judges were collectively petrified. Yang Hongru adjusted the focus of the telescope and muttered: "Hey, that's interesting."

At this time, people began to make noises. The slender-waisted young woman was not surprised at all. She greeted a few men with charming eyes and asked them to check the sharpness of the nail board on the ground and the authenticity of the stone slab.

Several men touched this and knocked there, and then raised their hands in unison to indicate that they were real swords and guns. The unscrupulous audience in the audience began to whistle and cheer. The bald men from a certain northeastern martial arts school even started a wave of people,

They stood up and sat down and went back and forth several times from east to west, forming a huge shock wave, which infected the Guangdong team next to them, and then Shanxi, Shandong, Hubei, and Henan...

The audience also followed suit, and the whole stadium was filled with people. Finally, the wave of evil was finally stopped by the honest and introverted Gansu representative team.

When the atmosphere reached its peak, the young woman's father-in-law took the sledgehammer from the grandson's hand, raised the hammer and brought it down. The stone slab on the man's body suddenly broke, and the man also jumped up, picked up a bowl of water and took a swig.

Then turn around and let the audience check whether its back has turned into a watering can.

The woman pulled her husband to her side, pulled out a microphone from his arms, and shouted: "Why do you think he is so great?"

The audience shouted: "Why——"

The young woman shouted sensationally: "Do you really want to know?"

Audience: "I really want to——"

The young woman touched her arms and found several packets of pills in her hand...

Zhang Qing said in astonishment: "Who sells Dali Pills? I originally thought they were selling Dali Pills... I didn't expect that they really sold Dali Pills... Eight hundred years have passed, and the process has not changed?

"

Yang Hongru smiled and said: "The hardware has been updated...a microphone can shout out five hundred meters away!"

Zhang Qing:......

The young woman acted like lightning. She stuffed a pill into the mouths of each of the people temporarily invited to the stage. She immediately put up the microphone and asked, "Does it taste good?"

The person being questioned smacked his lips and said, "It's delicious, but it's a bit like..."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman took away the microphone and got into her husband's arms, saying happily: "Do you want to be as strong as him?"

The audience laughed and did not answer. Everyone could tell that the man had a sallow face and a dull expression. Either he had been squeezed into dregs or he had suffered internal injuries. Moreover, people already knew what their family was doing. Now,

Just take it as a joke.

The young woman quit: "I've seen the fun, you have to let me earn back the money for the slate, right?"

Everyone in the audience laughed, and the woman pushed the two children as she spoke, and the two children each rushed towards the audience with a bag of Dali Pills.

Those who can come to the martial arts competition are not short of money. Everyone just wants to have fun and buy one to try... After buying it, they all nodded and said: delicious, sour and sweet.

.

In fact, the last half of the sentence that the man on the stage didn't finish just now was: "...it's a bit like fruit peel."

Xiaoqiang looked at Yang Hongru and asked: "Boss, isn't this performance art?"

"Baking in martial arts...it's an art form popular with the people. Go and buy some Dali Pills for me. It's very hot today, so you can take some of those to cool off!" Yang Hongru said to Xiaoqiang 200 yuan.

Xiaoqiang asked: "Isn't Dali Pill some messy thing?"

"If I read it correctly... that thing should be fruit peel, wrapped in blackberry powder... Sitting outside in the summer is really effective in quenching the heat and quenching thirst." Yang Hongru said quietly.
Chapter completed!