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Zhao Wenzhuo sat motionless on the chair, and everyone was shocked.

Zhang Yimou, Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi, Wu Jing, Donnie Yen and others almost had their eyes popped out.

Ding Xiu's move just now was like filming a movie.

Zhen Zi was swatted for a while, sweating profusely, but luckily he didn't take it. If he had, he would be the one lying there.

After two seconds, everyone remembered to check Zhao Wenzhuo's situation quickly.

"Don't, don't move, it's broken~"

Zhao Wenzhuo gently pushed Wu Jing's hand away and tried to hold him up. His words were breathless and every breath was difficult.

Anyone could see how weak he was.

Wu Jing glanced at Ding Xiu, wondering if the attack was a bit harsh, but he didn't dare to say, fearing that Ding Xiu would do the same to him.

"Hurry up and call 120." Zhang Yimou said.

"Yes, yes, call 120."

"What are you calling 120? It's just a misfortune." Ding Xiu walked up to Zhao Wenzhuo and pulled him up and laid him flat on the ground.

After seven or eight seconds, Zhao Wenzhuo's breathing gradually stabilized and his frown relaxed.

He got up from the ground in less than a minute. Apart from his face being a little pale, there was nothing wrong with him.

When performing this move, he did not use the tip of his elbow to push against Zhao Wenzhuo's heart. Instead, he used his forearm to push against the ribs.

He knows how much force to use, it won't hurt anyone, but it won't make them feel better either.

Chaos qi is one of the normal phenomena, and qi and blood will also be confused. Just go back and rest for two days and it will be fine.

Kung Fu is about beating people, and you can't escape unscathed. It's normal to have some bumps and bumps.

Lifting Zhao Wenzhuo's arm, Ding Xiu looked at his fist: "It's a little red and swollen, but fortunately no bones were injured. I'll just go out and find a Chinese doctor to get a few injections and drain some blood."

"Thank you." He wanted to express his gratitude after being beaten, but Zhao Wenzhuo was left alone: ​​"Did you just use the top elbow of Bajiquan?"

In terms of martial arts knowledge, he is better than Wu Jing and Zhen Zidan, because he knows more than two hundred sets of boxing techniques, large and small.

Of course, ninety-nine percent of it is acting, that is, routines.

Bajiquan has a great reputation and is widely inherited. In ancient literature, there is a saying that Tai Chi can calm the world, and in martial arts, there is a saying that Baji can determine the universe.

The moment Ding Xiu took action, he knew clearly that this was the top elbow of Bajiquan.

"no."

Ding Xiu said no to him.

"Impossible, this is obviously Baji." Wu Jing also said.

Bajiquan is a famous boxing that is easy to recognize. Its movements are simple, open and close, and extremely powerful.

The martial arts style is also very unique. Commonly used attacks are elbows, knees, hands, feet, and shoulders. The ultimate move is the iron mountain support, the top elbow.

This is a famous boxing, and there are many people practicing it. There are not even one thousand but eight hundred people in China. In addition, there are also a large number of people practicing it in Hong Kong Island, Bend Province, and overseas.

Including the grappling, back throwing, and fighting practiced in the army, some of the essence of Baji has been absorbed.

Ding Xiu slowly shook his head: "This move is true, but it's not Baji Fist, it's Bazi Fist."

The sect he belongs to is from the Qi Family Army, and some sword skills and boxing skills are from the army, and this set of boxing is the same.

After rubbing his chest and feeling better, Zhao Wenzhuo said: "It's the same, it's Bajiquan."

"Bajiquan has a relatively wide inheritance and is very old. There are different opinions on its name. Some people say that it was first created by Chongcang monk, the abbot of Yueshan Temple in Jiaozuo, Southern Song Dynasty, who mixed it with Shaolin boxing, so it is called Yueshan Bajiquan."

"It is also said that it was created by "Lei", a wandering Taoist priest in the late Ming Dynasty. It was later passed down to Wu Zhong and was called Kaimen Bajiquan."

"There is also a mention in Jie Luo Pian of the Boxing Sutra "New Book of Ji Xiao" written by Qi Jiguang of the Ming Dynasty. Bazi Quan is the Baji Quan."

"Although the above names are different, the moves they perform are similar. For the convenience of naming, they are collectively called Bajiquan in modern times."

"That's it." Ding Xiu nodded.

What Zhao Wenzhuo and others didn't know was that there was a difference between Ding Xiu's Bazi Quan and the current Baji Quan.

As time goes by, some of the early training and fighting methods of Bajiquan have disappeared, and now it is more about strengthening the body.

Ding Xiu's style is still that of running to kill people on the battlefield, it's authentic.

"Ahem." Zhang Yimou coughed and interrupted their conversation: "Since everything is okay, let's start auditioning."

"The male lead is Li Lianjie, the second male lead is Liang Chaowei, the third male lead is Chen Daoming, the fourth male lead is undecided, the female lead is Zhang Manyu, and the second female lead is undecided."

"The crew only released the fourth male lead and the second female lead. These are the two roles you want to try."

"Ladies first, let's try the female number two first. Gong Li and Ziyi will discuss the order. I'll wait for you next door. The same goes for the male number four. You guys can decide among yourselves. There aren't many people anyway."

After saying that, Zhang Yimou left and returned to the next room.

As soon as he walked out, he exhaled heavily and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He almost thought that Zhao Wenzhuo was beaten to death by Ding Xiu.

"Director Zhang, how are you? Have you met Ding Xiu? Is the person I recommended good?" Cheng Xiaodong put down his legs and put away the actor information.

Zhang Yimou said he wanted to go over and take a look, but he didn't follow. He stayed here all the time and didn't know what was happening next door.

"Not bad, very powerful, and good-looking."

"Hahaha, Ding Xiu is good-looking, but his strongest point is his martial arts. His martial arts is top-notch."

"I've seen this before. Zhao Wenzhuo was almost beaten to death by him just now."

"That's for sure. Ding Xiu's martial arts is so... what?" Cheng Xiaodong stood up suddenly, his face changed dramatically: "Is Zhao Wenzhuo okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a distraction."

"Huh, that's good. I'll tell you that Ding Xiu is measured in his actions and doesn't hurt anyone easily."

Zhang Yimou: "..."

He almost knocked someone unconscious and called out for a measured move?

He couldn't help but think of what Ding Xiu and Zhen Zidan said at the beginning, that there was only a distinction between superiority and inferiority, not life and death.

No wonder I have to emphasize it again. If I didn't say this, Zhen Zishan's body would be cold by now.

"Tuk-tuk!"

With a knock on the door, Gong Li walked in.

Just next door, Zhang Ziyi didn't compete with her for the first chance to audition.

Instead, he was generous and polite, and Sister Li pushed her over one by one.

Zhang Ziyi is not stupid. Yu Gong and Gong Li are the seniors. They have a higher position than her and have won more awards than her. So humility is what they should do.

Personally, Gong Li and Zhang Yimou have known each other for more than ten years, and they have been in love for eight years, and they almost got married.

Although they both have families now, who knows if they will miss their old relationship.

Isn't it just a matter of auditioning a few minutes earlier and a few minutes later? No matter how big a deal it is, the role is hers and no one can take it away.

More than twenty minutes later, Gong Li came back, stood by the door and said, "Ziyi, it's your turn, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Let's meet up another day."

"Thank you Sister Li, see you another day."

"Everyone, I'm going over first." After speaking to the people in the room, Zhang Ziyi left.

…

"Which one of us will go first?" Ding Xiu saw that no one was talking, so he asked again: "Brother Zidan, you are old, how about you go?"

"No, you better go."

"Then why are you so embarrassed, Brother Zhuo, are you going?"

"My chest is still a little tight and I want to rest for a while."

Ding Xiu said embarrassedly: "If you don't go, then I will go."

Wu Jing: "..."

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