Are You Promoting National Art? No, I'm Making Money!

The barrage in the live broadcast room.

: "This Lin Yaozu is really stubborn. I've been in BB for half a day, but I just don't do anything."

: "Same as above, I bet this talker will be beaten violently."

: "Life and death? Is this another new script created by the shaking hands anchor?"

: "This plot is true or false, no one will really believe it!"

: "I guess the two anchors are making hype, and this group is all actors."

: "No problem, they are all actors."

: "True ink, hurry up and start playing."

: "..."

In the arena.

The fight officially begins.

drop!

A whistle.

Fitness coach Li Dali rushed over. He was afraid of another moth, so he couldn't wait to launch a mad attack.

He raised his fist and greeted Lin Yaozu on the head.

Left uppercut, right uppercut, waving continuously.

The previous anger played a huge role in this moment.

At this moment, Li Dali didn't feel tired at all, as if his whole body was filled with infinite power.

He is not fighting alone, the blessings and support of all black fans, the expectations of countless people...

However.

In Lin Yaozu's eyes, this scene is simply eye-catching.

Unorganized, full of flaws, vulnerable.

At the same time as a wrong step and sideways, the right hand suddenly swung a Common uppercut.

In the middle of Li Dali's chin.

Just listen to the sound of "touch".

Li Dali's eyes turned white, he leaned back, and fell on the ring in a daze.

KO!

10 seconds!

competition is over.

"Hey! What a waste of time, such rubbish, dare to challenge the successor of my country's art."

Lin Yaozu threw away his gloves while making sarcastic remarks.

At this time.

The surrounding audience felt like waking up from a dream.

They looked at everything on the ring and were completely dazzled.

Ah, this... This is too fake, as if it had been rehearsed in advance.

Sun Dali, a fitness trainer who is superior in height, weight, and everything else.

He was knocked down with a punch.

Who can believe this!

In two live broadcast rooms.

More than 600,000 netizens who watched online were also confused.

: "What just happened? It's a lie!"

: "My mind is full of question marks now???"

: "This plot...why is it a little different from what I imagined!"

: "What the hell is this? Playing One Punch Man!"

: "It's quite big, but it's useless!"

: "Has it started? It's over!"

: "I'm a little confused, is this a script?"

: "These two are definitely a team, the acting skills are great."

: "..."

Not far away, Li Yanran was also dumbfounded.

Holding the mobile phone, standing in place, unable to close his mouth.

And Lin Yaozu still walked over calmly like a normal person.

Aim at the phone camera and start talking nonsense.

"If you see it, I will ask you if you see it."

"This... is my own strength."

"Who am I! The authentic inheritor of Chinese martial arts!"

"Hit a fitness coach, it's not as simple as playing."

"Anyone call me crazy?"

"Who else?"

"I'm just asking...is there...who?"

"Okay! Let's stop here for today's business."

"That's right! I'll repeat it again."

"Monk Erlong, listen to me, no matter whether you agree or not, I will definitely challenge you, not for anything else, just to rectify the name of the national art."

"What cats and dogs dare to claim to have practiced Chinese martial arts, don't discredit Chinese martial arts, I can't afford to lose this person."

In the live broadcast room, there were frequent bullet screens, and black fans were furious.

: "Fuck, this kid is too crazy, isn't he just beating a fitness trainer! How come he looks like he's beating the world boxing champion?"

: "Fake! It must be fake!"

: "It's too fake! It's an insult to my IQ."

: "Just start acting, right?"

: "This bastard, until now he still doesn't forget the heat of the monk Erlong, it's disgusting."

: "..."

Lin Yaozu felt very happy when he saw more than 3 million popularity points on the system panel.

Hahaha……

More than 3 million were credited again.

Sure enough, hype is king.

Turn off the live broadcast, take back the phone, and ask a question casually.

"By the way! Stupid receptionist, what's your name?"

"...Li Yanran."

"Hmm! Good name, I'll call you Hanbi Yanran from now on."

"………roll!"

"Salary plus five thousand!"

[Ding~ Received a transfer of 5,000 yuan. 】

"Okay!"

"Hey...call me boss from now on."

"Okay! Boss!"

Lin Yaozu swayed left and right, trying to get out of the overwhelming sense of rampant.

He took Li Yanran along and prepared to leave arrogantly.

But at this moment.

"Stop! Lin Yaozu, stop for me!"

"Insulting our IQ, and tricking us into applying for a card, fuck your mother, refund your money."

"You still want to lie to us, you are with the gym."

"Liar, pay back the money!"

Not far away, more than a dozen people suddenly appeared, surrounded them aggressively, and spoke rudely.

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