This is a mess.

Ao Muyang looked at the host's panic and then listened to Guo Xiaoxi's words and understood what the other party meant.

Guo Xiaoxi said that no one arranged for him to come, and this must be fake. He didn't come by himself. Some security guards from the audience wanted to come up and pull him away, but several young men blocked the security guard and both sides pushed and shoved them off the audience.

Lu Zhichao was at the event site. When he saw this emergency, his face suddenly changed: "Security guard, security guard, hurry up and drive people away. Hurry up and warn them, if you dare to do something here, call the police and catch them!"

He made great arrangements here. Guo Xiaoxi on the stage did not wait to be driven away honestly. He made full use of public opinion. After introducing himself, he turned around and shouted to the overwhelming audience: "Will everyone want to watch this actual battle?"

The audience was excited and shouted at the top of their voices: "Look!" "I'm willing to watch!" "I must watch!"

Guo Xiaoxi waved his hands quickly and stirred up the public's emotions. Then he shouted to the large wooden boat not far away: "Hello, Master Zhou, I am Guo Xiaoxi, I am willing to ask the master for advice, and I hope you will give me some advice!"

Zhou Lieyun frowned and looked at the dock with a serious expression on his face.

Lu Zhichao wanted to go to the stage, but he was blocked. A young man said dissatisfiedly: "What do you push and what do you squeeze? Go back!"

A policeman popped up behind him, which was Song Gongming. He sternly said: "Where did you come from? Come with me, who arranged for you to make trouble?"

The young man pretended not to hear him, turned his head and shouted at the top of his voice: "Master Zhou, this person is challenging you. You are the master of martial arts. Let him let everyone see the power of Boat Fist!"

Guo Xiaoxi was originally politely saying that he was asking for advice, but when he saw Zhou Lieyun not responding, he saw a policeman approaching the stage, so he took out his killer weapon:

"Master Zhou, to be honest, I am here to write a war letter to you. I don't think you are a master of martial arts. I think you are a liar, and ship fist, and martial arts are all fake styles! You are fooling us ordinary people! If you think what I said is wrong, then you will teach me a lesson and I will wait for you!"

After the words came, he took off his sportswear outside and threw it away, revealing his well-proportioned upper body. He pulled off his pants, revealing a pair of red boxing shorts, obviously ready for fighting.

The audience's emotions were completely aroused. Some people were afraid that the world would be in chaos. They were just watching the fun, so they shouted: "Fight, fight!"

Some people are fans of Zhou Lieyun. Guo Xiaoxi's subsequent words were a bit insulting. They were very dissatisfied. They were either scolding Guo Xiaoxi or asking Zhou Lieyun for battle: "Master Zhou, give him some color!" "Beat this little bastard!" "Beat him all over the ground for teeth!"

There are also some people like Ao Muyang before, who don’t believe in any masters of ship fist. When they saw Guo Xiaoxi launch a challenge, they were extremely excited and even clamoring for Zhou Lieyun to take the challenge.

Seeing the situation on the scene, Lu Zhichao's mood was also chaotic. With the help of Song Gongming, he walked onto the stage and then said to Guo Xiaoxi with a gloomy face: "What's wrong with you? Keep it down!"

Guo Xiaoxi said proudly: "Whether it is a martial artist or a boxer, there are only two reasons to get off the ring. First, win, second, lose. Please tell me, if I continue to listen to you, will I win or lose?"

Lu Zhichao said angrily: "What wins and loses? It's all messy, here's..."

Before he could finish his words, Guo Xiaoxi shouted to Zhou Lieyun again: "Master Zhou, don't you dare not fight, right? If you dare not fight, then I will leave, but don't mention any ship fist or martial arts in the future!"

The attitude he showed began to be aggressive. Zhou Lieyun, an apprentice, was angry and shouted: "Is it drafting? Boy, don't be arrogant, isn't it just a competition? There is no need for my master to take action, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Guo Xiaoxi was immediately overjoyed and said with a smile: "Please let this senior brother come on stage!"

The battle was about to happen, and he began to warm up, taking flexible steps to warm up on the stage.

Zhou Lieyun is not a martial arts master, he is a martial arts enthusiast, and has also been exposed to free fighting and boxing. When he saw Guo Xiaoxi punching several times on the stage, he saw the trick: This young man is very good at kung fu.

Seeing this, he grabbed the disciple and whispered: "Anan, don't go."

The big young man had a bad temper. He blushed and said, "Master, get out of the way and row over. I must teach this better than a bastard."

Zhou Lieyun said in a deep voice: "You may not be his opponent..."

The young man stammered his neck and said, "Master, what do you mean? Besides, what can I do if I am not his opponent? Martial arts competition, the sword is the first. Haven't you taught us? When facing a weak enemy, you should not be careless; when facing a strong enemy, you should not show it to be timid."

The other disciples also nodded and said, "Yes, Master." "The eldest brother comes first, the eldest brother can't beat him, and I will have me." "Bad, nonsense, how could the eldest brother not beat him? Look at that kid is only 1.8 meters tall, but he is worse than the senior brother in terms of heavyweight."

Listening to the disciples' talkative words, Zhou Lieyun smiled bitterly and said, "Don't argue, then I'll do it."

The big young man blocked him and said, "You don't need to take action yourself. This is a shame for him. I'll just go there. See if I don't beat him into a pig's head!"

The wooden boat rowed to the dock, and the young man Anan jumped onto the shallows. Although he was big, he had a flexible figure and long hands and legs. After he got on the dock, he stepped onto the stage and made a few moves and attracted cheers.

Seeing Zhou Lieyun and his disciples approaching the dock, Lu Zhichao and the host had nothing to say.

Lu Zhichao felt something was wrong, so he stopped Anan and said, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Ah? This is the performance station for the fisherman's activities. What do you think this is?"

Anan said with a blushing face: "Secretary Lu, you see, this kid insults my master and the boat fist, and also insults the tradition of our fishing family. I must face the challenge!"

These words blocked Lu Zhichao. He stomped his feet and asked him in a low voice: "How sure are you able to overthrow him?"

Anan sternly said: "100%!"

Lu Zhichao's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, come on, after defeating him, the town will hold a celebration banquet for you tonight!"

He winked at the host and the two of them got off the stage.

Guo Xiaoxi looked at Anan with a smile and said, "I heard what you said on the boat just now. He is a good man. If the people who practice Chuanwu are the same as you, Chuanwu may have medicine to save..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Anan had a hot temper. "We can see how hard we fight!"

After saying that, he clasped his fists and sang in front of his chest: "I am Ling Kunnan, the eldest disciple of Zhou Liyun, a master of the Nanpai Ship Fist. Please give me advice!"
Chapter completed!