The middle-aged man in gray martial arts uniform who got out of the back seat was the qigong master Ma Guobao.
Claiming to be the master of Lightning Five-Continuous Strikes and the head of the External School of Hunyuan Xingyi.
As soon as Ma Guobao got out of the car, he puffed out his chest and held his head high, looking very energetic.
A group of media completely ignored the order and swarmed forward.
Ma Guobao was very displeased. He reached out to stop everyone and shouted:
"Ah~~ Disciples of the Xingyi School, come quickly! Hold up the flag!! You others, move aside, move aside!"
A large group of people who had been arranged in advance to maintain order pulled all those media aside at this time.
Making way for Ma Guobao and his "disciples".
Ma Guobao shook his clothes, put his hands behind his back and walked towards the center of the square.
At this time, the onlookers had already consciously stood a little farther away and formed a large circle, leaving the venue for these performers.
From time to time, there were bursts of chuckles in the crowd.
"Today, people from our Xingyi School are here to give everyone a live combat demonstration.
Mainly because many people on the Internet question us and say that we are not traditional martial arts.
This makes me very, disappointed. Because! I didn't expect that, ah~
In the whole of China and the whole world, there are no more than ten people who can truly understand traditional martial arts!"
Master Ma Guobao explained passionately in his cadenced and very unique way of speaking.
At the end, he was even a little heartbroken.
"Many people said! Ah, Teacher Ma, what is Lightning Five-Continuous Strikes!
I can't tell you clearly in words. Because! The Tao cannot be easily passed on!
I'll show you and you'll know.
For example, you come and hold my hand!"
At this time, Ma Guobao pointed to one of his disciples while speaking.
The Bluetooth in Xu Zhengyang and others' ears immediately sounded an urgent command.
"No. 3, No. 3, go up and hold Teacher Ma's hand! Listen to my command!"
For the convenience of command, these fake disciples all have their own numbers.
Xu Zhengyang is No. 7, and Zhang Yu is No. 8.
At this time, that No. 3 quickly went up and grabbed Ma Guobao's hand with both hands.
Ma Guobao stomped his foot and shook his arm.
"You see, he is holding my hand now. As long as I say! Fall!!"
At this time, the command's shout immediately came from everyone's Bluetooth.
"Jump! Fall! Oh yes, convulse! Convulse! Roll on the ground! Roll! Roll quickly. Roll four times in a row!"
That No. 3 immediately jumped up like being electrocuted. Then he convulsed and fell to the ground. Originally, he thought it would be easy to just fall down. But he didn't expect that he had to roll.
This guy had to step on the ground with his feet and roll back and forth four times.
Xu Zhengyang was stunned.
He really experienced for the first time the limitlessness of their team. They were willing to sacrifice their own and everyone's intelligence just to make money. Using the gimmick of traditional martial arts to attract others to scold them.
Is this their purpose?
The audience around all burst out laughing.
But surprisingly, the laughter was not very loud. Only a small number of people laughed.
At this time, Ma Guobao said to the audience around:
"See! He flew out immediately! This is me using internal energy! Shaking him out.
Then someone asked again, Teacher Ma, can your qigong only hit one person?
Wrong! Since it is qigong, naturally it can do AOE! Area damage!
Come, now four people come and hit me together."
As he spoke, Ma Guobao put down the microphone and posed in a stance like a big roc spreading its wings.
Immediately, the following command sounded in the Bluetooth headset:
"No. 5, 6, 7, and 8, go! No. 7, you ask, can you hit in any way?"
It turned out that even the lines had to be directed on the spot.
Xu Zhengyang was No. 7. Immediately he asked:
"Can you hit in any way?"
Ma Guobao didn't even look at everyone. Confidently said:
"You can hit in any way. You can hit anywhere. I don't look. You can't hit me anyway!"
"Okay!"
At this time, four people directly rushed up.
Xu Zhengyang took out the mask he had prepared long ago and directly put it on his face.
At this time, Ma Guobao shook his body and shouted "Disperse!"
Immediately, the command's roar came from the headset:
"Disperse, fall, roll on the ground! Three times for each person! No. 7! No. 7, what are you doing! No. 7!!"
At this time, No. 5, 6, and 8 were all shaken and flew out.
Only Xu Zhengyang didn't fly out at all.
He went up with a left front kick and a right roundhouse kick, directly sweeping Master Ma Guobao to the ground.
This was because Xu Zhengyang didn't know how to fight. He just directly confronted.
He was trying his best to control the burst of his strength.
Otherwise, with his current physical strength of nearly 1600, he would have buried Ma Guobao on the spot.
Ma Guobao fell to the ground with a big thud.
Then Xu Zhengyang started punching and kicking.
Zhang Yu was stunned when he saw it.
"Oh my god! I said that I was asked to wear a mask and said it would be useful later. It turns out that it was to beat him! I'm coming too!"
Zhang Yu also took out a mask and put it on. He directly rushed up and punched and kicked Ma Guobao together with Xu Zhengyang.
"Call you a qigong master. Call you ruining traditional martial arts! Call you a swindler!"
While hitting, Zhang Yu also cursed.
The media and audience around were completely in an uproar. Not only were there bursts of laughter everywhere, but some people even jumped three feet high and shouted cheers!
Ma Guobao was soon bruised and swollen.
"Quick! Quickly pull them apart!!"
At this time, several security guards reacted and quickly stepped forward and pulled Xu Zhengyang and the two of them away.
Ma Guobao was already bruised and swollen.
He had a big black eye on his right eye.
The whole person curled up on the ground and shouted:
"Are you crazy!?"
Someone helped Ma Guobao up.
Since there was an unexpected situation, naturally it couldn't continue. Several security guards supported Ma Guobao and quickly walked towards the car.
And many security guards half-pushed and half-carried those disciples towards those makeup trucks.
Xu Zhengyang and the two of them were directly pushed into the car.
A curly-haired man with two strong men directly jumped into the car.
The curly-haired man immediately pulled off the headset on his head. Obviously, he was the one who had been directing just now.
He immediately pointed at Xu Zhengyang and cursed:
"Are you deliberately doing this! Looking for death, right!"
Xu Zhengyang said with a cold face:
"I've long been disgusted by you bastards. You can cheat and deceive. But never use the guise of traditional martial arts. Otherwise, I won't let you go!"
This person sneered.
"Not let me go? Funny. I'm most disgusted by you dog-like angry youths!
Want to show off? Want to be a passionate youth? What a fucking idiot!!
Do you think that by beating Master Ma in front of the camera, you can bring us down??
Is there something missing in your brain!
Do you know that the more you do this, the easier it is for us to hype and the more popular we become!
Those brain-dead users just prefer to buy our accounts!"
The more the curly-haired man spoke, the more proud he became. He even seemed to be deliberately provoking Xu Zhengyang.
Xu Zhengyang was also immediately angry and stood up. Pointing at him, he shouted angrily:
"Wang Badan! What's the difference between what you do and fraud! You cheat money by using traditional martial arts. Doesn't your conscience hurt!"
Seeing Xu Zhengyang's anger, the curly-haired man became even more proud.
It seemed that the angrier Xu Zhengyang was, the happier he was.
"Hahaha! Difference?? I can tell you clearly that there is no difference! I am just fraud! What can you do??
I also tell you that Ma Guobao doesn't know any fucking martial arts at all. He is completely packaged by us!
These few kicks of yours are great! How much traffic have you kicked out for us! How many brain-dead students can we recruit again.
Do you know how expensive our tuition is? I should thank you!"
But as the curly-haired man was talking, he found that Xu Zhengyang's expression had changed. From being angry just now to a half-smile.