I can become stronger by reading!

Qin Hongyu frowned slightly.

Regarding this Xu Dong, he has heard many classmates mention it.

This guy, known as a fighting maniac, has also provoked the traditional martial arts community in public three times and twice, and even made nonsense again and again, calling traditional Chinese martial arts rubbish.

Some time ago, in order to attract attention and traffic, he challenged several so-called Tai Chi and Qigong successors one after another, and won the other party, and then he became even more arrogant, claiming to tear the fig leaf of traditional Chinese martial arts and fight the traditional martial arts to the end!

If he really wanted to fight fakes, Qin Hongyu didn't care, and would even support it.

However, looking at the name of this product in the live broadcast room now, as well as the two parallel goods who challenged before, he was a little unhappy.

In particular, he just got Bruce Lee's inheritance, and this thing actually said that everyone in the Chinese martial arts world is rubbish, and this is used to attract attention?

No one can bear it!

Qin Hongyu also sat down next to the third uncle and watched the live broadcast seriously.

This time, what Xu Dong challenged was another Lei Gong Taiji descendant with a lot of names, and he was still a sixty or seventy-year-old man.

Xu Dong is in the prime of life, tall and muscular, compared with the old man, the contrast is too strong.

Moreover, the old man is obviously just a showman.

On the other hand, Xu Dong, although Qin Hongyu was a little disgusted with this product, he had to admit that this product was not killed, and there were still two brushes.

The movements are fast and powerful, and the moves go straight to the point, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

In just a few tens of seconds, the old man was hit in the temple with a punch, and then he received a series of combos one after another, and was directly knocked out of the arena by Xu Dong.

Seeing this, Xu Dong laughed wildly on stage, and then roared at the camera with a hideous face: "I said before that the traditional Chinese martial arts world is all a bunch of fancy, garbage, and some people are not convinced, do you see it clearly now?

"My brother Dong is a cowhide, and he has no temper when he fights those cows, ghosts, snakes

, and gods!" "The sick men of East Asia have always liked YY, and they blow their own martial arts all day long, and they are not afraid of guns, so they are almost flying away! Now as soon as Brother Dong comes in to fight fakes, he will immediately show his prototype! Garbage is garbage! Even if it blows into the sky, as long as the fig leaf is gently removed, it is still garbage!"

"Jingwu Chen Zhen fought with his life to let the Fusang people put it" The sick man of East Asia ate the four words back, and a few banana people upstairs actually drove the reverse of history back in a few words? I am really convinced!"

The brother upstairs said it well. I think that Xu Dong is selling his reputation and picking some masters who know at a glance that they are fake, but he doesn't dare to challenge the authentic inheritance and authentic heirs of Chinese martial arts in the real sense

!" "I also think it is, not to mention anything else, why don't you see Xu Dong to challenge the heirs of Wing Chun and Bagua Boxing?"

"Ten thousand blood books begged Xu Dong to challenge Wing Chun!"

......

When there was a heated discussion in the live broadcast room, Xu Dong suddenly closed the live broadcast, and then posted a Weibo: "People in Nansha City, at the request of all the audience, at 3 o'clock this afternoon, I will release a video of myself challenging the Wing Chun master yesterday! Weibo

was just issued, and it was quickly forwarded and disseminated, and soon appeared on the hot search list.

After the third uncle saw it, he turned off his mobile phone, and said with some regret: "I really don't understand, why some real masters in the Chinese martial arts world can be so calm, watching this kind of jumping clown practice traditional martial arts to earn eyeballs!"

Qin Hongyu subconsciously wanted to nod, but after a while, he suddenly thought of a key point: "Third uncle, do you think there are really masters in the Chinese martial arts world

?" "What do you think?" The third uncle smiled, " Many of our masters who have opened big boxing gyms in Nanyue, Foshan and other regions have real talents and real learning, and it is estimated that it will not be a problem to beat him.

"Also, our former chief instructor, the first special combat soldier king of the Southern Military Region, is from Wing Chun and military physical boxing, and that martial arts ...... If it weren't for the fact that they were the weapons of the country and couldn't be easily revealed, they would probably be able to shock your jaws!"

Qin Hongyu was a little surprised.

He also watched Xu Dong's fighting carefully just now, the speed, strength, angle, timing, etc. were all well controlled, if it was divided according to the system, it would definitely be close to the realm of Xiaocheng.

Coupled with Xu Dong's experience in martial arts and fighting, if he goes head-to-head with him, it is estimated that the outcome will be unpredictable.

Originally, in Qin Hongyu's opinion, he learned Bruce Lee's technique and reached the Xiaocheng level, he should be very strong.

But now listening to the meaning of the third uncle, how can it not seem to be nothing?"

"Third uncle, your chief instructor, the first soldier king of the Southern Military Region, has he ever shown his kung fu in front of you?" Qin Hongyu asked tentatively.

"Definitely. The third uncle nodded, and then showed a little reverence, "In the troops, there are not many others, but there are many thorns! On the first day the chief instructor came, there were many soldiers who wanted to stir up trouble-

" "As a result, more than 30 unconvinced soldiers were all killed by the chief instructor with his bare hands

!" "Those sharp soldiers, but each of them is not simple, take it out alone, each of them is an existence that can beat ten ordinary people!"

Qin Hongyu was slightly speechless, and when he wanted to ask more about the story of the soldier king, his mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

When I found out, it was Xia Tiantian's call.

He walked out to connect, and Xia Tiantian's slightly disgusted voice immediately came from there: "What are you doing these days, why don't you reply to my messages, and don't come to see our

basketball game?" Qin Hongyu looked at his mobile phone, it was already the 16th, it seemed that the last game of the city's basketball league was held today?"

How's your record?" he apologized slightly.

"Hmph!" Xia Tiantian snorted arrogantly first, and then replied after a while, "After the last game just now, our team was lucky and won the city's championship!" Qin

Hongyu obviously heard the joy in her voice, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you got what you wanted, and before you graduated, you made up for the historical gap of the women's basketball championship for the school!"

"There is no sincerity at all." Xia Tiantian seemed a little dissatisfied, "Isn't there anything else to say except a verbal congratulations?"

Qin Hongyu reacted at this time, and immediately said: "Where are you now, I'll treat you to a delicious meal, congratulations on winning the championship

!" "It's pretty much the same!" Xia Tiantian said happily, "Mengmeng and I are in the water bar directly opposite the door, you come over quickly." When you arrive, remember to tell me on WeChat or by phone. "

Obey!" After Qin Hongyu hung up the phone, he said hello to the third uncle and rushed there by car.

When he was about to reach the door, he saw two beautiful figures in the distance.

It's just that the two beautiful figures seem to be a little unhappy, and they are talking to a boy who is wearing "Hongbo Wenwu School" and has a somewhat hangy posture with an ugly face.

Behind the boy, there were five or six classmates wearing the same style as him, who were huddling around the boy with a look of watching a play at the moment.