This actor needs more money

There are a large number of people signing up for the King of Fighters Finals, which are divided into several arenas. Tickets are sold on site, with 180 tickets. You can watch it for a whole day at a time, and the price is not expensive.

At the same time, the online live broadcast room is also in full swing, with more than one million viewers online at its peak.

The most fierce one was the defeat of Liu Baoguo in Tai Chi.

This one with the largest number of viewers was not because of the wonderful battle, but because it was lost too quickly. He was defeated in just three rounds of Tai Chi.

As can be seen from the video playback, the 35-year-old Wang Xiaodong walked onto the stage in shorts and shorts without any protective gear on his hands. He was fighting in the martial arts group.

Because the "enemies" on stage are old acquaintances and often quarrel online, the program team specially prepared a commentator for the two of them.

"We can see that the person walking into the ring now is Wang Xiaodong. He is thirty-five years old, 1.72 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms. In his words, he is an amateur boxer."

"Professional boxers are not allowed to participate in this tournament, so viewers can rest assured that there is no problem with Xu's past. He has never participated in any professional-level competitions and is indeed an amateur."

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Xiaodong. I am here today to fight against counterfeiting. I am a master of counterfeiting!"

At the edge of the ring, Wang Xiaodong shouted at the camera at the top of his lungs.

He had been depressed for too long.

He had been quarreling with Hunyuan Tai Chi people on the Internet before, but the other party did not accept the challenge. Netizens who did not know the truth also followed him and scolded him. He wanted to use his strength to prove that the other party was nothing more than that, but there was no chance.

The King of Fighters gave him what he wanted.

Whatever you say today, you will beat the opponent to pieces.

"Director, cut the camera."

"The next person to appear is Liu Baoguo from the Hunyuan Tai Chi Sect. He is thirty-eight years old, 1.65 meters tall and weighs 55 kilograms. He has studied Wu Yuan Tai Chi under his tutelage and has practiced martial arts for more than 30 years."

"Master Liu once had a one-on-three record. Normally, a 1.8-meter-meter adult wouldn't be able to perform a single move in his hands. His unique skill is the Tai Chi Whip Hand."

"It is said that it can fire six consecutive whips at the fastest in an instant, making it difficult for the opponent to guard against it."

"Host, give the microphone to Master Liu and let him say a few words."

"Master Liu, do you have anything to say about Wang Xiaodong's words?"

"Skills are of no use. Young people can do their own thing. Just because you haven't seen something before doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Liu Baoguo, who was wearing a white Tai Chi suit, put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, people in the audience cheered and nodded frequently.

"You're right. Just because you haven't seen something before doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Tai Chi has inner strength, and Baji also has it. You can't say Wang Xiaodong is fake just because he hasn't seen it. That Ding Xiu also practices Bajiquan. He Is it also fake? He has a real record."

"When I was young, my 80-year-old grandfather could carry a load of more than 100 kilograms on a 30-mile mountain road to the city. He also practiced boxing. In his words, it was just basic skills."

"Taoist Master Song of Wudang Mountain performs Qinggong. He jumps down from a height of more than ten meters to learn about it. Is it possible without internal energy?"

"The martial arts style next door, the monk Yihu, defeated countless masters with Shaolin boxing, are they also fake?"

"Wang Xiaodong is still too arrogant. There have been so many masters of Chinese martial arts since ancient times. In the period of the Republic of China alone, there were many famous ones, and their achievements were real. Just because there are fewer masters now, we cannot say Chuanwu is a liar. .”

Listening to the sounds around him, Liu Baoguo smiled slightly, saying nothing.

On the opposite side, Wang Xiaodong is not annoyed. He has seen this kind of scene too many times. His original intention is to fight against counterfeiting. The master who fights against counterfeiting has never said that Chuanwu is fake.

But the opponent always said that he was playing Chuanwu, and that Chuanwu was fake.

At first he explained, but then he stopped explaining at all, and now we have reached this stage. Whether it is true or not, we will know after one fight.

"Without further ado, I would like to invite two contestants to take their seats."

"Everyone, the fight between dragon and tiger begins now!"

The referee for this match was Zhang Wei. He was in a straight suit and said seriously to the two of them: "Remember the rules. You can't insert eyes, kick the lower body, attack the neck, or temples."

"At any time, please stop the competition immediately after hearing the referee's whistle. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"I know!"

"let's start!"

As Zhang Wei's gesture fell, the two people on the stage immediately distanced themselves.

In fact, from Zhang Wei's point of view, he knew that this was a show between rookies, a competition used by the program team to attract attention.

One is 1.75 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms, while the other is 1.65 meters tall and weighs less than 60 kilograms.

It's not a level at all.

Even if the strength is equal, this kind of physique will be a dimensionality reduction blow.

Not to mention that the eldest brother of Hunyuan Tai Chi is thin and weak, his steps are sloppy, his eyes are dull, and he has never practiced at first glance.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaodong has fighting footwork at his feet. Although there are not many, it can be seen that he has practiced for a few days and is indeed an amateur.

This kind of person may be KO'd in minutes when playing professionally, but there is no problem at all against ordinary people.

So there will be no suspense in this game at all.

"call!"

Moving forward slowly, Wang Xiaodong took a deep breath and stared at the opposite side with his protective boxing frame in front of him, not daring to be careless.

Although I knew that the opponent was not strong enough and was a fake master, I was still a little worried. After all, he had never fought before.

In case, there is a one in 10,000 chance that the other party really has a trick.

Give him that magical six-hit whip. Isn't he a loser?

Therefore, he did not rush to attack, but slowly approached, seizing the opportunities and flaws to catch him by surprise.

However, after waiting for more than ten seconds, the other party showed no intention of taking action first, which made him a little impatient.

Hearing the urging from the audience, he ignored it. He gritted his teeth and jumped forward, preparing for a combo of left fist to the face and right fist to the liver.

"boom!"

The left fist landed on the opponent's face, and a solid feeling came from the fist with a slight crisp sound.

"Succeeded? So easy?"

Worried about fraud, Wang Xiaodong quickly jumped back.

Sure enough, under his gaze, the other party stood motionless, as if nothing happened.

"Niubi!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaodong was stunned, and a huge wave surged in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party could really hit him twice. Although his punch was tentative, the power of the punch was not small. How could it be possible that nothing could happen.

‘Is there really inner strength in the world? ’

‘Am I wrong? ’

Wang Xiaodong's world view collapsed.

What he had always insisted on turned into a joke under this punch.

In an instant, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Wang Xiaodong's mouth, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

"Just because I haven't seen some things doesn't mean they don't exist. It's really me..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Liu Baoguo swaying, unsteady as if he had drunk several kilograms of fake wine, fell to the ground with a plop and rolled his eyes.

Wang Xiaodong: "..."