"Late but here we are~!"
The barrage in the live broadcast room is not turned off now.
Anyway, Feng Yuxiu didn't watch it, but Shan Ying watched it with great interest. At the same time, she was shocked by Feng Yuxiu's strength.
In fact, after careful analysis, he felt that even his senior brother Xiahou Wu might not be Feng Yuxiu's opponent.
This is a martial arts madman!
A martial arts madman with amazing strength and extraordinary talent!
"Fortunately, he knew to stop, otherwise, who knows how many people would have died today." Shan Ying whispered secretly in his heart.
Feng Yuxiu is so powerful.
Every move seemed to be aimed at killing people.
If it can’t be controlled, people will definitely die!
At the same time, Feng Yuxiu’s challenge today caused chaos in the martial arts circle.
As a colleague, who hasn’t received any news yet?
Feng Yuxiu madly challenged martial arts schools of foreign boxing styles, and he was invincible. All the martial arts schools were stunned after receiving the news!
Many people came to Shan Ying and called her to ask what was going on.
All she could say was that Feng Yuxiu was serious, and that either they had to learn the lesson or close the door quickly, or else she would wait for Feng Yuxiu to come and have them sent to the hospital for a while before closing the door.
What else can these people from so many martial arts schools say?
Of course I hung up the phone angrily and was speechless.
And because Feng Yuxiu's live broadcast footage was so astonishing, and once the fights started, every punch hit flesh, his popularity soared to number one on the entire platform in these ten hours!
Even now, when he is eating noodles, he is still the most popular, firmly in the first place. The second place is far behind him.
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“Although I don’t know much about live streaming.”
In the group, Mr. Jiaqian exclaimed, "But it seems to be attracting a lot of attention?"
"Yes." Taoist Priest Wang was also surprised: "It seems that our people still recognize Chinese martial arts and hope that Chinese martial arts can stand out and take a stand."
"Otherwise, even if Brother Feng's live broadcast was full of punches, his popularity wouldn't have grown so fast!"
He understands live streaming and does it himself every day, so he certainly knows that increasing popularity is not that easy.
Really fight?
That would certainly boost popularity, but it wouldn’t be enough.
The only explanation is that people really expect Chinese martial arts to stand up!
Everyone used to curse, why?
In fact, many people are disappointed with others.
Everyone is bragging, but when it comes to a fight, no one can really fight, at least not publicly.
Now that Feng Yuxiu has stood up and is so powerful, how can there not be many people supporting him?
Even though this guy is serious and often scolds the audience, the audience still flocks to him and greets him with smiles.
Watching Feng Yuxiu on the live broadcast, Lin Bin's mind became clear and he completely understood.
"National martial arts, national martial arts, this... is the national martial arts."
"So, this is the purpose of the Chinese martial arts chat group?"
What is Chinese martial arts?
Before this, Lin Bin simply believed that domestic martial arts and all kinds of real skills could be called national arts.
But now, he thinks that's not the case.
"The so-called national martial arts is the kung fu that is recognized by the people of the country!"
"Or rather, it is precisely because these skills are recognized by the Chinese people that they are worthy of being called national arts!"
"In Feng Yuxiu's world, the national martial arts are in decline. He wants to prove his truth through killing and to express his will through death. Now, he has done it, proving himself and the national martial arts."
"It has awakened the Chinese people's love and expectations for Chinese martial arts."
"And isn't it the same on Molan Star, where I am now?"
"Even relatively speaking, the survival status of the national martial arts on Molan Star and in the ancient Eastern countries is far inferior to that of the national martial arts in a person's martial arts world."
“So, this is what we’re working towards?”
For a moment, this guy felt a surge of pride in his heart.
only···
After calming down.
"Hey."
"What the hell is passion? I don't even have ten disciples yet."
"Just watch the live broadcast."
He shook his head and gradually calmed down.
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Feng Yuxiu did what he said. After finishing a bowl of noodles, he hurriedly took Shan Ying to the Muay Thai gym. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening and the lights were brightly on.
Feng Yuxiu walked in front and Shan Ying broadcast from the back.
"Don't ask me, I paid for the noodles!"
Shan Ying complained quietly to the audience, causing them to comment non-stop.
"Hahaha!"
"This anchor is such a jerk. He squeezes his assistant's money just to eat noodles."
"My wife is so pitiful, bah, my wife is so cute..."
"Hey, here we are, the Muay Thai gym!"
“···”
We’ve arrived at the Muay Thai gym.
The door was not closed at this time. Feng Yuxiu, as usual, rushed up and kicked the other person's sign, breaking it.
Crash.
Soon, several shirtless young men surrounded them.
You can tell at first glance that he is not Chinese, but Thai.
Click, click.
At the same time, footsteps were heard.
A middle-aged man with dark skin and smaller than Feng Yuxiu walked out, his eyes full of cruelty and scrutiny.
"Feng Yuxiu."
He spoke Chinese, not fluently, but he could communicate normally.
"You're here!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the camera in Shan Ying's hand again: "I am Bocha, the owner of this martial arts gym, and also the Muay Thai champion last year."
Bo Cha tilted his neck.
The cervical vertebrae were crackling.
"If you want to fight, fine, but you have to sign a life and death agreement!"
"Our Muay Thai is incredibly powerful. If I sign a life-or-death agreement, I won't have to go to jail if I accidentally kill you."
Obviously, Bo Cha already knew that Feng Yuxiu was challenging various martial arts schools, so he was waiting in advance.
His appearance also caused the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room to explode.
"Fuck, the broadcast is bad? 6666!"
"This is a real boss, a ruthless guy!"
"Even that Jin Ali wouldn't last more than a second in his hands."
"This is a truly ruthless person! I've also practiced for two years, and I can tell you responsibly that any fighting style with 'rules' is actually not strong, because rules represent restrictions."
"Let's not talk about Taekwondo, it's just a performance martial art and has no real combat capabilities. But Muay Thai is different, it's a real fight, and it's very fierce. A knee or an elbow can cripple someone if not kill them."
"Honestly, I'm a little worried about the anchor..."
In fact, the audience is not completely ignorant.
They have a rough idea of which martial arts are effective in fighting and which are useless, so most of them are now worried about Feng Yuxiu.
However, looking at the dense barrage of comments, Shan Ying rarely spoke out and said, "Actually, I'm just like you guys. I'm also worried about Feng Yuxiu."
"ah?!"
"Wife, do you also think the anchor is dangerous?"
"Then stop fighting!"
"Let's change someone. He's a champion even though he's a bad broadcaster. There's nothing shameful about that."
"That's right!"
"No."
Shan Ying shook her head and said, "I mean, I'm worried that Feng Yuxiu will beat the broadcast officer to death."
The live broadcast room suddenly became quiet.
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