The more it doesn't work, the more you have to perform on stage in the morning, and even the rules that Zhao Yue knows, others naturally know.In this way, Ming Chen, who sat firmly under the stage and didn't even move his buttocks, was a little conspicuous.Even the director came over halfway, quietly asked him if he wanted to go up, and suggested that he go up early, but Mingchen refused.He heard the sound of squirming in the audience, and many people were talking about him, saying whether he was scared, whether he wanted to wait for an opponent who also practiced boxing, and so on.Ming Chen smiled lightly.As the ring drew to a close, the talk grew louder.Seeing that there were still three people left, Ming Chen still didn't move.What's the point?
Do you really want to face Yuan Xiaolin alone?
Then he will either lose face, beg for mercy, or influence him with love?
: One of the buddies who stayed in the last three obviously fell into the same confused thinking, looking at Ming Chen, and then at Yuan Xiaolin, neither of them moved.The atmosphere on the stage was stiff, so he slowly stood up and asked in a low voice: Am I really going?
He said this by looking at Ming Chen.Come on!
Ming Chen waved his hand.The buddy who poured the third swallowed his saliva, obviously thinking that it was better not to add this oil, and this shouting made it look like he was participating in a third-rate school sports meeting.He practiced a move that was quite good for the previous player, and it took eight minutes to win the game, and there were only two people left in the audience.Ming Chen made a gesture of invitation to Yuan Xiaolin.Everyone, including the director team, gasped.Is this really out of the way!?
Everyone knows that Yuan Xiaolin is the highest master in the audience, to be precise, this show is planned to praise him.In the script of the director's team, he should appear last, showing a comfortable but wonderful victory, so that the show can come to the climax in a layered way, and finally end unfinished.Ming Chen's stay until now was something that the director team didn't expect, but if he comes on stage now, the script can still get back on track and lose to the winner on the stage now, and the winner loses to Yuan Xiaolin wonderfully.But what if Mingchen can't do it?
The result will be that the winner on the stage loses to Yuan Xiaolin, and then Mingchen is easily cleaned up by Yuan Xiaolin.I always feel weird somewhere, like a wonderful article that continues with a rotten tail.What does Ming Chen think?
The director team was praying for Yuan Xiaolin to stay away, when they saw him slowly stand up.This stop made everyone anxious, and the director team called a pause for the first time, and then sent someone to find Ming Chen to negotiate.The program team said a lot of bitter words, and was blocked back by the sentence "I can't be on the last".But it's okay to miss one chance to perform.Ming Chen said calmly: I don't care.The staff slipped back to his life, and the director pondered for ten seconds, and finally struggled: call his agent to try.When Sister Xi Shi's mobile phone rang, she was following Si Yanan into the gate of the venue.Si Yanan wore a pair of sunglasses and a black jacket, walked to the corner like a bodyguard, and stopped when he heard the bell.Well?
Sister Xi Shi leaned towards the door with the phone, and the signal was a little better: What is the last?
After explaining it vigorously, Sister Xi Shi understood, tiptoed to look at the ring surrounded by equipment and audiences, and said: He refuses to go?
In this way, then I told him that she suddenly felt a pat on the shoulder, and looked sideways, Si Yanan.Listen to him.Si Yanan gave instructions.Sister Xi Shi glanced at him with a complicated expression, hesitated for three seconds, and compromised: Forget it, how do he love it.The director on the other end was speechless for a while, scolded for not knowing the hearts of good people, and hung up the phone angrily.Okay, Sister Xi Shi trotted with her boss Yan'an and stood on the side of the stands, at this time Yuan Xiaolin had already come to the stage, and saluted her opponent with a cold expression.The more Sister Xi Shi looked at it, the more worried she became: This person looked so fierce.Si Yanan hugged his arms, laughed softly, and said for a while: It's okay, Mingchen is more fierce than him.Maybe it was because Yuan Xiaolin was in a bad mood and made a heavy shot, or maybe the winner on the stage lost his momentum because he dragged on for too long, and after only two minutes of play, Yuan Xiaolin won without dispute.From Sister Xi Shi's point of view, he won as if he was playing, the opponent couldn't keep up with the reaction or speed, and with a punch, Yuan Xiaolin went around behind the person.What can I do?
Sister Xi Shi was dumbfounded: Is it too late to call the baby home now?
The more Sister Xi Shi thought about it, the more panicked she became: I don't think he can't do it, and it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, but if he is beaten, does it hurt?
Maybe she was beaten in vain, and Mingchen finally got down from the stands.The lights poured into him, and the pace was calm.Sister Xi Shi retracted her words: Forget it, he has an idea, maybe he can do it.Ming Chen came up, faced Yuan Xiaolin, and saluted with fists.He wore a rather ordinary white T on his upper body, with the logo embroidery of the Zen Heart Temple on his chest, and the monks kept pace with the times, which was the summer school uniform they wore under the outer robes, which Master Wu brought to him from the warehouse.The pants are Ren Ping's style, ordinary Chinese-style silk trousers, the trousers are neatly tightened, and Ming Chen wrapped a bandage from the ankle to the heel in order to prevent the foot from falling.Compared with the gorgeous and immortal Yuan Xiaolin, it is like a trainee in the idol draft who meets his mentor.Yuan seniors.Ming Chen said hello.The other side also nodded like a mentor.He smiled, his heart was quite calm, and he was a little surprised by his calmness.In fact, he couldn't sleep last night, thinking that he had been practicing with the system for so long, and he hadn't really fought with a professional, he didn't have a clear positioning of himself in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of scene it would be today.But now, at this moment, in front of him, he found that instead of thinking so much, it was better to go with the flow.The audience was tense, Ming Chen and Yuan Xiaolin looked at each other for a while, and after a while, Yuan Xiaolin suddenly jumped out, and he was in front of him in an instant.Ming Chen stepped aside to avoid this fist wind, and saw a surprised expression on the other party's face, which was quite puzzled.How, is it weird?
This kind of simple dodging routine can no longer be simple, and it is normal to practice the conditioned reflex, right?
Could it be that he thinks that he can win if he is faster?
Thoughts flashed through his mind like a wisp of steam, and he didn't think about anything else, concentrating on Yuan Xiaolin's moves.The system has never taught him any school of thought, but a more systematic and comprehensive technology.Angles, movements, the most appropriate way to respond, the simplest logic of reaction, these things are useful in any situation, and they can afford to respond to all changes.Because he dismantled and crumpled it at the beginning, he later learned both Dragon Boxing and Shaolin Kung Fu quite quickly, and he would not be angry when faced with a kung fu he didn't know.At the end of the day, it's just action.Besides, he felt that Yuan Xiaolin was not as strong as he imagined.In just half a minute, fifty times of dismantling moves, Yuan Xiaolin showed a wonderful sense of impatience for quick success.His movements were so clean that he was almost upright, and he didn't hide his intention to attack at all, punching him in the face and kicking him in the stomach with his legs to the waist, which was completely different from his last style.It was impossible for Ming Chen to be hurt by such a straightforward thing, he stared closely at Yuan Xiaolin's movements, and the dismantling was extremely fast.You come and go, he suddenly grabbed a flaw, rubbed sideways past Yuan Xiaolin's side, and kicked him to the waist Yuan Xiaolin failed to unload his strength, his body rolled to the ground, and rolled twice before standing up on the ground.His face was pale, he breathed hard, and the audience was silent for three seconds, and suddenly there was a cry that could tear down the roof.Ming Chen, he actually had the upper hand!?
Chapter 111 Yuan Xiaolin didn't trade after he got up, and Ming Chen didn't rush up.His chest heaved slightly, and he suddenly smiled at the other side.Is the enemy underestimated?
Yuan seniors.Yuan Xiaolin's face was very, very ugly.He knew that he had made a huge mistake, an obvious mistake, and he was in a dilemma at the moment.He is indeed a light enemy, if he doesn't admit it, he is not as good as a small star, and if he admits that he is a light enemy, it is a taboo for martial artists, which shows his previous arrogant and anxious mentality.He's never been so aggrieved.Mr.
Hou, who asked him for help, gave him the wrong information, saying that this was a little star who became a monk halfway, but in fact, this little thing in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he said.If it weren't for that Mr.
Hou, he would never have made such a mistake.Yuan Xiaolin's thoughts turned a thousand times in his heart, and finally suppressed all the excuses and objects of resentment he found, and took a deep breath.Not the time to think about that.Treat this Ming Chen as an ordinary opponent.He has been highly talented since he was a child, and even in the family, there are few opponents among his peers.As long as you get serious, it's okay to clean up a little dwarf.Yuan Xiaolin's aura changed, and Ming Chen clearly felt it.Before he could think about it, a tough attack came, so fast that he couldn't avoid all the attack points, and he took a hard slap and was swept out three or four meters away.There was a tingling in his forearm, but there was no time for him to feel it, and he almost instinctively moved out of the way to the left and jumped a few meters to get away.His gaze swept over the position just now, and sure enough, Yuan Xiaolin didn't leave any space at all, and swept his leg to the position he just had.If he had been half a beat slow to react just now, he would have probably lost by now.Not bad.Yuan Xiaolin straightened up, turned to look at him, and his face returned to coldness.Ming Chen's breathing was slightly short, and the hair on his forehead was a little wet with sweat.After a brief panic, he suddenly felt quite emotional.The system barely spoke when he was talking to others, and it was its long-awaited showdown, and it was silent as if it were dead.But what it had said before still drifted through my mind inadvertently.The system said that he was very talented, and he had an advanced existence like the system to help him train, so he improved very quickly.But no matter how strong the strength on paper is, it can't make up for the shortcomings caused by the lack of combat experience.Ming Chen only understood a little at this time, he just learned the moves and routines, and he was still far from being able to understand it, so he really didn't have much chance of winning against Yuan Xiaolin, who had practiced since he was a child.Not only did he see it, but many people on the field also saw it.He glanced away and glanced at the audience, some with eager eyes and some with concern.Actually, there's nothing to worry about.He has never been a strong man, he was bullied by cats when he was a child, and later he was chased by gangsters, afraid of thunderstorms, and even afraid of talking to the people he likes.So he is not afraid of one thing, he is not afraid of losing.Si Yanan also said that it doesn't matter if he loses, he is not panicking at all now, after all, the male gods have said so.That's probably what it's like to have someone in the bottom line.Ming Chen tasted it silently, then got rid of distracting thoughts, relaxed his whole body, and met Yuan Xiaolin's sight.In this case, he just needs to do his best, and regard this as a valuable opportunity for actual combat, which cannot be easily wasted.Yuan Xiaolin attacked again.Ming Chen was engaged, and everything around him seemed to be gone.There were no wins, no rings, no cameras and no crew.He gave up on attacking for a while, focusing entirely on watching his opponent's movements and responding.Time slowed down, and the opponent's intentions became clear.Gradually, he was able to clearly identify the attack route, the point of attack, and even the feints, and then let his body dodge as best he could.I don't know how long it took, he was finally deceived once, because he couldn't dismantle it, he had a pain in his flank and was knocked out.After the feeling of weightlessness passed, he wanted to stabilize his body, and half of his arm brushed the iron net, and suddenly a hot burning sensation burned up.The director team was frightened and shouted to pause, Ming Chen twisted his arm to take a look, and hissed: It's okay, just scratch some skin.Do you want to continue?
The assistant director looked at it and knew that it was really no big deal, but the tender arm made him feel pain and continued.Mingchen nodded, and said with certainty that at this time, he felt sticky behind his back and sweated.Then wiped his forehead and water in one hand.How many minutes?
He asked, gasping.The assistant director poked his head out of the audience: It's been five minutes!
It was actually five minutes, and Ming Chen was stunned.After everyone stepped back from the stage, Yuan Xiaolin, who had been standing not far away, said: Next time there is an injury, will it be suspended?
Ming Chen pinched his wrist: No.Did you hear that?
Yuan Xiaolin looked at the camera: Don't pause anymore, you have to talk for a long time when you touch it, what is it better than?
The director team was dumbfounded, and a field attendant raised a loudspeaker: No, we didn't want to hurt people in the first place.Yuan Xiaolin was angry and repeated as if he hadn't heard it.Ming Chen patted the edge of the ring, rushed down and said: It's okay, that's all.It should be, it should be.The two of them expressed this meaning at the same time, and the director team finally compromised, and the battle restarted, and Yuan Xiaolin's attack was so fast that he started without hearing the gunshot.But Ming Chen was always able to dodge.Those five minutes of non-stop attack response seemed to have gained him experience, and this time he held on longer, rolling on the ground when he was hit, and it had been eight minutes.He didn't stop, he did a somersault, pulled away again, and then estimated that Yuan Xiaolin's position and he missed it.Originally, he wanted to find a gap to attack, but Yuan Xiaolin reacted quickly, so he had to avoid the edge and continue to repeat the dodge process.Although various small injuries were constantly added to his body, he was never hit to the point.The spectators are already looking stupid.On the surface, Ming Chen has been avoiding the edge and running around looking very embarrassed, but on the other hand, Yuan Xiaolin can't help him!?
How long has it been?
It's been almost half an hour!
Which one lasted more than half an hour before?
A quarter of an hour is good!
Yuan Xiaolin's movements were dazzling, their eyes were dizzy when they saw it, Ming Chen could still keep up, be able to dodge, and hold on for so long, this is simply evenly matched!
The one who is more explosive than the spectators may be Yuan Xiaolin on the stage.He couldn't accept that the current situation couldn't kill people quickly, and he was already losing in his eyes.Impatience, annoyance, this feeling is like a raw egg knocked into a bowl, the yellow and clear egg yolk floats in the middle of a pile of egg whites, he was stuffed with a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and he was asked to use chopsticks to pick up the egg yolk, and he couldn't break that feeling.The yolk slid down again and again.Over and over.Exercise.Ming Chen felt that his movements were obviously impatient, and he had just begun to decline his reflexes and recondense, and he forced himself to cheer up.People who can't attack for a long time will be in a hurry, and if they are in a hurry, they are prone to make mistakes, and mistakes mean flaws.And the flaw is his chance to attack.Two minutes later, Ming Chen saw this opportunity, and a set of attacks that had been conceived countless times in his mind were first reflexively unleashed with his brain.He punched Yuan Xiaolin in the stomach, then swept him up with one leg, and took half a set of palm techniques to beat the person to the edge of the cage.Yuan Xiaolin ate a solid set before finding a gap to open the distance, half-squatting on the edge of the ring, his face pale.There was silence outside the field, Mingchen's eyes were unusually bright, and he asked: Do you want to continue?
Yuan Xiaolin stopped for a full ten seconds, and no one urged him, his eyes were on fire, and the whole person was suffocating as if he was about to explode, Ming Chen was separated from him by several meters, and he felt that the anger was about to burst out of his body and become a fighting spirit.