The host is dumbfounded. How to explain this? Is it so difficult to do this business now?
Yu Donglai was also confused. Although it was impossible for this push to cause any substantial harm to him, the looks from the onlookers, the fans' cuteness, the media's astonishment, and those who were watching the fun
He hoped that he would succeed after making a fool of himself. These looks made him even more embarrassed than if he had actually been beaten in the ring. What was even more outrageous was that after the opponent finished the set, he resumed his original starting gestures without even moving his feet.
"Uh, ah, wonderful——, the master used defense as offense, retreat as advance, and fully displayed the essence of Tai Chi's static braking. He broke Yu Donglai's attack at the beginning, but Yu Donglai's move
It was obviously a tentative attack, and he only used two or three successes. Although he suffered a small loss, it also fully reflected his respect for the master and his predecessors. He was neither arrogant nor arrogant. This is the noble martial arts of a martial arts student.
De—”
The host wiped his sweat and finally came back to his senses.
Zang Xue listened in the back and was stunned for a while. Is this okay? This guy can do it. He was chosen to be the host of this year's company Spring Festival Gala.
"Winter is coming, winter is coming!"
At this time, the manager behind the scenes was furious. He walked out a little and winked at Yu Donglai, signaling him to be cruel.
You don’t have to say it!
Yu Donglai felt angry in his heart, shook his hands, and said "Haha" with a dry smile, "Senior, I admire you for your good work, Donglai! In order to show Donglai's respect, I will do my best next time, and I hope senior can teach you! Be careful.
——" After the words fell, he took two big steps forward, followed by a few small steps, and instantly closed the distance with the middle-aged man. After a feint, he struck a blow from the front with the sound of breaking wind.
Jab!
This set of combos, a combination of virtual and real, as fast as lightning, is perfect.
"Ahh——"
The girls screamed again.
"Changing the clouds and rain."
The middle-aged man's voice was as unpleasant as ever. However, he turned sideways, holding a sticky fist with one hand and holding it down with the other, making the left and right sides into a circle. He followed the fist's posture and pulled it back slightly to release the force of the fist; his waist felt like being pressed.
The bent bamboo suddenly bounced back, making a muffled sound and spitting out a burst of palm power.
Yu Donglai's eyes widened, but his feet were already unbalanced. He took another five or six steps back with a bang, and fell back to the position a few seconds ago.
The screams all around stopped suddenly, like a crowing rooster being strangled.
"Shh-"
"Is that okay, haha——"
"Stop fighting, it's embarrassing——"
…
What followed was the laughter and laughter of the whole audience, and the sound became louder and louder, almost overwhelming.
"Ah, ah, Yu Donglai's combination of punches is quite beautiful..."
The host's face was covered with sweat, his mind was spinning a hundred and eighty times, and he was struggling to find the words, "Master's move is also very skillful..."
"Ho!"
Suddenly, Yu Donglai roared. It's too late to say it, but in fact, from the time he took action to being beaten back and then to the laughter, it was only ten or eight seconds, and some people had not fully recovered. But he was different.
, these two fights made him feel that he had been humiliated and humiliated, and his face turned red with heat. Whether it was real acting or fake acting, he was deflated twice in a row in front of everyone. How could he, who was only in his early twenties, endure it?
Can you live in it?
Too bad.
The manager in the audience was originally angry, but something happened to him: his eyes were red and his veins were exposed. He immediately felt that something was going to happen and immediately went over to pull someone away.
It's a pity that Yu Donglai has lost seven or eight points of his sanity. Looking at the fans, media and people around him, he feels that they are all laughing at him and seeing his own joke, and he has become angry. After giving a fierce shout, he was like an angry tiger,'
He rushed over and was met with a straight punch.
middle aged man
He blocked and blocked with an expressionless face, but missed the opportunity.
Yu Donglai's move was actually a false move, it was withdrawn at the first touch, followed by a swaying downward movement, and a powerful and heavy uppercut with his left hand from bottom to top!
It’s over!
A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door. When the agent saw it, his mouth opened wide. This blow hit his chin directly, and a 19-meter-tall man would fall over.
"Looking at the full moon."
The middle-aged man leaned back and raised his head at the same time. The punch passed along the chin from the side, missing only half an inch.
"Hold the bird's tail."
Dodging the uppercut, in the flash of lightning, he pressed down with his hands, knocking Yu Donglai and others down, and then used his hands as palms to push with a thump.
“Ox versus tiger.
As he finished speaking, Yu Donglai rose up from the ground and flew more than a meter away. After landing, he staggered back, unable to hold himself back, and directly hit the table.
hiss.
In the dead silence, there were several gasps.
If there were any surprises in the previous two times, by now, everyone present can see the problem as long as they are not blind or stupid.
Is this a shill?
Everyone was a little dumbfounded when they looked at the middle-aged man who hadn't even moved his feet half an inch. You could say the previous two were routines, but what about this one? Pushing a 70- to 80-kilogram man one meter off the ground.
It moved back almost ten meters away. Can this be acted? You said it was acted, but who acted it?
The host took the microphone, thought for a moment, and then said nonsense: "Wow, wonderful! The master's shot of hitting the cow across the mountain was fast, accurate and cruel. It caught Yu Donglai by surprise, but Yu Donglai was Yu Donglai.
When winter comes, my reaction is faster than lightning, and I distance myself in time..."
Kaka.
The dozen or so media friends who were originally bored immediately perked up and gathered around the two of them to take photos wildly.
"Wow."
Zang Xue also found it interesting. She couldn't help but stepped forward and asked Han Chenghui, "Where did you find the person? It's almost done."
ah?
Han Chenghui was stunned and looked back at her, "What? Aren't you looking for it?"
Zang Xue looked at him and blinked. Then, the two of them looked at each other, and then looked down.
"Don't take pictures, don't take pictures, everyone, thank you, everyone, everyone, I'm not in a good state today. I need some time to adjust..."
The manager rushed out and shouted at the media not to take pictures. At the same time, he reached out to help Yu Donglai and said in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you..."
This look and feel is like a well-arranged routine in a TV movie, just like Yu Dong cooperates with the other party. It is wonderful, but who the hell is the protagonist?
"ah--"
Yu Donglai threw him away, gritted his teeth with red eyes, stared at the middle-aged man who didn't even change his gestures, patted his aching chest, and strode over, "Come again!"
The manager wanted to stop him, but when he thought about it, if he couldn't call him back, he would definitely be on the headlines in less than half an hour. He looked at the paralyzed middle-aged man and uttered a Chinese curse, feeling that he was being cheated, but he said no
Who is it? The organizer? Yu Donglai? Or who? Anyway, he doesn’t believe in any real kung fu. These days, the so-called traditional martial arts have long been destroyed by counterfeiting, and only one method of strengthening the body is left.
The trousers cover up the ugliness...until he looked at Yu Donglai as if he had seen a ghost and rushed forward to punch and kick him, but the opponent was still as steady as a mountain and unyielding.
The whole hall, including the sightseeing areas on the upper floors, there was a lot of noise at the beginning, with people laughing and scolding, but after a while the whole place became quiet. And there were more and more people, from the excitement at the beginning to the excitement, and finally they were all going up and down.
The crowd was so crowded that tens of thousands of mobile phones rushed to take pictures.
"Bu Qixing."
"Chuanyuntang."
"Jade Girl Shuttle."
"Turn around and take it."
"Tiger's Bend Bow."
"Horse parted temples."
"The crane spreads its wings."
…
At the back, almost only the voice of a middle-aged man was left. It was dry and hoarse, especially unpleasant, but it was full of energy. It was not only clear and even echoed in the open space, but also each sentence was equipped with its own moves, and the movements were continuous.
Like water and clouds, floating and agile with hints of wind and thunder, it is just like a real Tai Chi master in movies and TV shows, or even better, with a vague sense of elegant immortality.
Yu Donglai was covered in sweat and began to doubt life.
It has been 15 years since he was a child to practice Sanda. During these 15 years, he has lost a lot and won more, but no matter whether he wins or loses, he has never encountered such a situation. He really used his twelve points to eat milk.
When I got stronger, I used all my strength, all kinds of feints, all kinds of footwork, all kinds of punches, all kinds of kicks, straight punches, jabs, left and right uppercuts, swinging punches, whip kicks, continuous kicks, kicks...
...but the opponent could always dodge within a fraction of a second, either by using his strength to fight, or by taking off his strength and moving around. His feet always had one foot as the axis, and in the end, they did not leave a one-meter radius!
This guy is just practicing his moves! I am, I am...I am the champion!
Yu Donglai seemed to hear the ridicule, harsh sarcasm, and the contempt of the girls around him... The pride and brilliance built up in this year were treated like stars everywhere... His mind was 'bang'
The ground exploded, and with a bang, he rushed over and threw him.
"Haizhupil."
The middle-aged man stepped back and resisted. He thrust and turned his hands, causing Yu Donglai to lose the force of his lower body and move upward at the same time.
"Dial four taels."
Stepping forward, shoulders and hands integrated, almost touching Yu Donglai's body, the middle-aged man ignored his widened eyes and uttered three words without any emotion, with a sound that shook a mountain.
"Thousands, catties, collapse——"
Boom.
It's like beating a drum.
Everyone saw Yu Donglai's back bulge, and his strong body flew three or four meters away, and landed with a bang, knocking over the chairs in the guest seats.
"cough--"
The clothes on his front and back exploded. Yu Donglai wanted to turn up, but his hands and feet went weak and he fell down, vomiting out a mouthful of blood. Several media reporters who quickly approached could not escape, although the camera clearly recorded the spray of blood.
It's a scene, but not only the camera, but also people were sprayed all over their heads and bodies.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. This was much more exciting than watching TV or movies, and it also made everyone dumbfounded and couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
"Together the yin and yang."
The middle-aged man waved a yin-yang circle.
"Tao, impermanence.
Finally, he slowly stopped his posture, raised his hands again, and then slowly sat cross-legged on the spot under everyone's gaze, closed his eyes as if no one else was around, and actually started meditating.
The scene was silent.
After a while, the manager was the first to jump out, furious, "Dong Lai! Stop filming! Stop filming! I*, you guys, just wait to receive the lawyer's letter! Ambulance, call an ambulance..."
"what to do?"
Zang Xue was also a little confused.
Han Chenghui frowned and waved his hand, indicating to the security guards below to control the middle-aged man first. He knew very well that Zhongyao Group could not and could not carry this pot.
"ah--"
Who knew that the security guard also jumped up after a while. However, this time it was not that he was beaten, but that he was frightened.
"He, he..."
The security guards surrounding the middle-aged man stepped back as if they had seen a ghost, all looking horrified. One of them turned around and shouted to Han Chenghui and Zang Xue, his voice trembling, "He is dead!"
ah?
The vast majority of people had not fully come to their senses and were confused again after hearing this.