The crew members laughed even more arrogantly after hearing Zhang Yuan say that those people were not worthy of being "Masters of Chinese Martial Arts".
"Why, they don't deserve it, but you do?"
Zhang Yuan approached those people step by step, his eyes firm.
"I certainly don't dare call myself a master of martial arts, but it's very easy to beat someone like you who admires foreign things."
"Come on? It's just you, I'll attack with all my strength, you'll have to look for teeth all over the place!"
He now gradually calmed down from Zhang Yuan's visible aura, and now he dared to look directly into Zhang Yuan's eyes, spit, and continued.
"If you weren't a guest, I would have beaten you a long time ago. I'll beat you for your incompetence. Help your parents to educate you! There is nothing wrong with learning Chinese martial arts. It's all a lie!"
This sentence completely angered Zhang Yuan, who was an orphan. He pressed down his restless hand and said angrily.
"Okay, then let's have a fight! If you beat me to death, I won't hold you accountable, but if you lose, I will cover all your medical expenses."
"Okay! How about repaying my medical expenses? You should worry about yourself, punches don't have eyes, and no one will want you after I hit you with such delicate skin and tender flesh. Don't blame me for being too cunning!"
"good!"
Zhang Yuan doesn’t beep too much. If you want to die, then you can’t blame me.
"What? Zhang Yuan wants to fight with Xiao Liu?"
"Yes, yes! Go and have a look!"
"Isn't Xiao Liu a provincial champion? Don't hurt the guests!"
"That's not possible, Xiao Liu is such a powerful kid, he will hold back."
When everyone heard the commotion here, they gathered around and joined in the fun.
"ha!"
As soon as the two of them got into position, the crew member took the lead to attack. Not wanting to give Zhang Yuan any chance, he punched Zhang Yuan directly in the face.
Zhang Yuan didn't seem to dodge and punched him forward, but his steps faltered and he barely managed to avoid the punch from the crew member. The crew member had also been practicing for several years. When he saw this, he hurriedly dodged.
The first move was just a test by the two of them, but it already had the potential to cause a bloody storm.
This time Zhang Yuan took the initiative and punched several times in a row, his steps dazzling.
And the crew member dodged in time and responded appropriately at the beginning, and it seemed that the fight was successful.
However, he gradually couldn't keep up with Zhang Yuan's speed, so he had to take the initiative to retreat and distance himself.
"A couple of times."
He wiped his sweat and said.
"Well, I've had enough fun."
Zhang Yuan used 70% of his strength this time and rushed straight towards the crew, which shocked the crew.
"Why is it so fast!"
He fled as fast as he could, but was not in time and faced the punch head-on. He raised his hands to resist, but Zhang Yuan shouldered his elbow, and his elbow drove the punch. The speed of the punch suddenly increased, making him unstoppable.
There is no way to avoid it, and it will hit the bullseye.
The crewman fell to the ground immediately after being hit by this punch. He couldn't get up even if he thought about it. His eyes were covered with snowflakes and he couldn't see anything clearly. Blood spurted out from his nose.
"You lost, do you want to come again?"
Zhang Yuan looked condescendingly at the crew member who looked arrogant just now.
Seeing this, the rest of the people quickly helped the crew member and started giving first aid with the first aid kit provided on the ship.
"I kept my hand, he probably just fainted."
Zhang Yuan looked at the busy people indifferently and felt that he had some understanding.
After a while, the crew member woke up and kept mumbling.
"This isn't Chinese martial arts! It's Sanda! This is unfair!"
Zhang Yuan calmly picked up the cell phone he had put aside just now, and took pictures of the whole process.
"I'm afraid you can't see clearly, so I'll slow down for you."
The moves are all based on ancient boxing techniques, and every movement is extremely standard.
"Have you confirmed it? Is it ancient boxing?"
He looked at the stunned young crew member and explained softly.
"If you don't believe something, you can check it and confirm it. Don't stick to stereotypes! That's the real idiot! National martial arts is the quintessence of the country! It's not just fancy tricks!"
A few words, each word was precise, and after everyone heard it, they applauded one after another.
"You've only been practicing for a few days, and your movements are so standard? You're so awesome!"
The old crew member watched the whole process. He originally thought that it would be difficult for Zhang Yuan to win as he had just come into contact. At this moment, his heart was filled with anxiety. However, he was also surprised. He did not expect Zhang Yuan to improve so quickly!
He played again the video that the crew had shown of the martial arts master versus the free-fighting champion.
"I've already told you that ancient boxing cannot be compared to fancy fists and embroidered legs! This master of Chinese martial arts is just a liar who uses fame and reputation as a gimmick to make money."
"Look carefully."
He explained to everyone the so-called free fighting video of defeating Chinese martial arts.
"He doesn't understand martial arts at all. Look carefully at his only punch."
Zhang Yuan fast forwarded the time to the beginning of the competition, and everyone focused their attention on the so-called "master of Chinese martial arts". He seemed to be using ancient boxing techniques, but in fact his speed was very slow.
“It looks like a bluff, it’s all show, all the teeth and claws are showing, but it’s just a fake move, and the speed is as slow as a turtle.
When you practice ancient boxing, you are slow, but when you fight, it doesn’t mean that you are also attacking slowly!"
After saying that, he also punched on the spot. Although he looked like a fake martial arts master, he had a strong punching style and strong muscles.
"Furthermore, the moves in ancient boxing are actually only used to exercise physical strength and muscles. A strong body is the foundation.
As for real actual combat, it is no different from modern fighting styles. There are no fixed moves and routines.
Those so-called routines are all deceived by people who make movies and sell your courses.
Ancient boxing is just a basis for exercising and improving physical fitness."
He actively promotes the benefits of ancient boxing, hoping to reverse these people's stereotypes about ancient boxing.
Some people agreed and nodded frequently; some were thoughtful and lost in thought; and some people were impatient and still talking arrogantly.
"I don't accept it!"
The downed crew member struggled to get up, but the bloody scabs on his face could not stop him from refusing to accept it.
"I just can't get good at practicing on my own, and I'm not as fast as you!
You threw a punch at that time, and if I could dodge it, you would have lost!"
Zhang Yuan didn't refute him, and quietly watched him struggle to his death.
"More importantly, you are much stronger than me! If we are at the same physical level, you will only lose!"
"Okay, do you have any solution? Let's prove again, which one is stronger, national martial arts or free fighting."
Zhang Yuan knew there was something behind his words, and he probably wanted to have a date with him again.
"Let's! Fight again! Let's fight you with a master. Do you dare! They have won prizes!"
The crew members shouted excitedly, their shameless ugliness clearly displayed.
"good."
Zhang Yuan thought to himself that if he comes again a few times, no one will be his opponent.