Chapter 40 Losing to the world's number one, no shame!
Zhang Yue's words were a bit arrogant.
The staff present didn't care, not even Byakugan Shura who was about to challenge him.
They have experienced a lot. Many small martial arts schools may sound amazing at first, but in fact they have no abilities.
But for the audience in the live broadcast room that has been opened, it is a bit too arrogant and even unacceptable.
After all, many of the people who are attracted by the anchor name Byakugan Shura are middle school boys.
They thought the name was cool, so they came in droves, and saw Baiyan Shura defeating many tall-looking people on weekdays, which satisfied their secondary mentality.
This group of people was very united. When they saw Zhang Yue say these words, the barrage immediately started to spray.
"Who is this, talking so arrogantly?"
"MD, if you see Shura and dare to speak nonsense, you are not afraid of having your tongue cut off!"
"A martial arts gym in a small town, what's the point of bragging?"
"Shura, show him how powerful he is!"
"Call the hospital and we'll pay for the medical expenses!"
The screen is full of violent language, but no one pays attention to it.
They all watched as Zhang Yue and Baiyan Shura came to the hall of the martial arts hall and got into stance, preparing for battle.
"Before we begin, I need to tell you something."
Zhang Yue stood in front of Baiyan Shura and said with a light tone and a smile, "You'd better pay attention to my movements at all times, otherwise you won't even know how you lost."
"If you want to fight, fight, there is so much nonsense!"
Shura with white eyes shouted sternly. He thought this was Zhang Yue talking rubbish to disturb his mood, which was a common psychological tactic in battle.
Zhang Yue nodded slightly: "Then, starting now, I'm going to do it!"
He opened his legs and walked towards White-Eyed Shura. His steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, and he was in front of White-Eyed Shura in a few steps.
Baiyan Shura is trained in Sanda, but he is also very proficient in Chuanwu.
After all, Sanda itself is derived from the reform of Chuan Wu, and many of its inherent things are in common.
But Baiyan Shura couldn't fathom the person in front of him from the Zhang Family Martial Arts School.
The boxing technique practiced by the opponent is called Jinshi Fist, which is a very small type of boxing.
In Shaolin there is also something called Jinshiquan, but it only has the same name as this one.
It is said that it is a combination of Bajiquan, Xingyiquan and other boxing techniques on the battlefield. It is extremely lethal and was created to kill the enemy.
But now there is only one successor in front of me, and there is not much information about it.
Every time Byakugan Shura fights an enemy, he will prepare relevant information in advance, but at this time he knows nothing about the person in front of him.
Since there is no information, just try your best.
The moment Zhang Yue got closer to the opponent, Baiyan Shura took a step forward and punched him.
And at this moment, Zhang Yue used extremely high-speed movements to avoid the punch, stood upright in front of Byakugan Shura, then held his throat with one hand, stepped on his feet, and directly punched him.
It pressed down in the air and fell heavily to the ground.
After falling to the ground, Zhang Yue did not pursue him, but looked at Shura with white eyes and stood up.
"Continue?"
He asked.
Baiyan Shura's eyes were a little confused. He suddenly fell down just now and he didn't even react.
The opponent's speed is amazing. If you touch your throat, you can still feel the stinging pain when the opponent pinches you.
"Come again!"
White-eyed Shura roared, rushed forward, and punched again.
Zhang Yue directly knocked down the opponent's fist, then turned around sharply, stretched his elbow back and hit Baiyan Shura directly in the chest, beating him so hard that he couldn't help but kneel to the ground, and kept coughing to relieve his lungs.
Pain in the head.
"Okay, it's over."
Zhang Yue slowly left Baiyan Shura. The opponent's strength was indeed very good. Before entering the game, he was definitely not his opponent.
But it is a pity that in this era, with such little strength, let alone him, when I walked around the dungeon before, I saw several powerful guys.
White-eyed Shura vomited for a long time before slowly standing up.
He looked at Zhang Yue's leaving figure with some confusion, and couldn't help but slumped on the ground again.
At this moment, not to mention Byakugan Shura himself, the staff on site, and even the barrage on the live broadcast were stagnant for a moment.
But soon, overwhelming accusations continued to flood the screen.
"Does this mean we lose?"
"What Gouba Shura can't even defeat someone from a small martial arts school."
"Go to hell! You're so bad at fighting, why do you have the nerve to challenge across the country?"
"Waste! Waste! Waste! Waste!"
Countless angry barrages were being refreshed, and the assistant on the side had never seen such a scene before and was about to burst into tears.
This time the challenge failed, and it was such a failure that he had no ability to resist, which completely brought Baiyan Shura's reputation to the bottom.
They admired this Sanda master so much before, but now they want to step on him.
The speed of losing fans online is as real as a roller coaster.
For challenge anchors, it doesn't matter if they can win all the time, but once they lose once, there will be cynicism like a landslide and a tsunami.
Fans lose their following and their fame decreases. A popular Internet celebrity will soon become an obscure and unknown person.
This time Douzha Live spent a lot of money to speculate on the red and white-eyed Shura. No matter how smooth it was in the early stage, if it failed here, it would be like throwing all the costs into the water.
So at this moment, they looked at Byakugan Shura's demoralization, and they themselves were helplessly slumped on the ground. They felt that all their hard work day and night were in vain.
"There's nothing to be discouraged about."
Just when Baiyan Shura was sitting on the ground, the old lady came over at some point. She lowered her head and said to Baiyan Shura: "Losing to my grandson makes you feel uncomfortable like this?"
White-eyed Shura raised his head in confusion, looked at the old lady, and said with a wry smile: "What do you think? I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. No one knows about my hard work and sweat. Finally, the world has changed. I have acquired extraordinary martial arts and my strength has improved a lot.
I thought I could make a difference, but how could I know that I was beaten to the ground in a small place."
He talked nonchalantly, not only to explain, but also to vent his depression.
The old lady listened to his words and kept nodding her head. During his pause, she said, "Do you think you shouldn't fail in a small place, but you can accept it in a big city?"
"But you need to know one thing. Just because you lose to my grandson doesn't mean you are bad."
"Because no one can defeat him, not you, not anyone else."
When the old lady spoke, her whole person seemed to be shining: "Before any copy appeared, he already had strength that you can't imagine. He has long been the world's number one martial arts master."
"After the dungeon appears, you can improve a lot in strength. So, can you imagine the extent of my grandson's progress?"
With her hands behind her back, the old lady left slowly, leaving only a vague sentence: "It's not a shame to lose to the number one in the world!"
