"However, Mr. Ma's style is clearly not authentic 'turtle fist' and will only make him suffer from frozen shoulder."
Unexpectedly, Wang Yueheng began to comment on the spot, his words laced with contempt.
Fortunately, I acquired the domineering martial arts skill.
Otherwise, I would have been just like everyone else today, being made a fool of by this fake martial arts master!
Even innocent students will suffer as a result.
Such wild, unorthodox punches, unless performed by a master, have too many flaws in their wide, sweeping movements.
Wang Yueheng did not rush to retaliate, but simply took two steps back.
Ma Guo himself was already panting heavily from his own chaotic boxing routine.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yueheng stepped forward and suddenly bent down to deliver a sweeping leg kick.
"oops!"
Before Ma could react, he was struck in the heel and fell backward violently to the ground.
Wang Yueheng immediately stepped forward and grabbed Ma Guo just in time before he was about to fall to the ground.
If we let the other person fall to the ground, it would be bad if they later tried to extort money from the production team on the grounds of injury.
Just moments ago, Ma Guo had been acting like a superior person, but now he was being held in Wang Yueheng's hand like a chick.
Everyone was stunned again.
This scene was even more shocking than when Wang Yueheng sang an incredible song.
He can sing and even beat so-called martial arts masters.
What an amazing singer!
"This concludes our exchange of martial arts knowledge, Master Ma. You haven't answered my question yet."
Wang Yueheng looked down at Ma Guo, who was still in a daze, and smiled.
"I... Director Yan, you've gone a bit too far!"
"Young man, you'd better watch yourself!"
Having said that, Ma Guo, utterly humiliated, stood up, dusted himself off, uttered an angry remark, and turned to leave in a huff.
"I hope you can be self-aware and stop engaging in fraudulent activities to seek fame and mislead others."
"Otherwise, the law is merciless."
Wang Yueheng stood still, staring at the other person's back as he shouted.
Hearing Wang Yueheng's shout from behind, Ma Guo trembled violently. Thinking about his usual practice of charging money to run classes, he immediately felt guilty.
"Hmph, I will no longer participate in any matters of the martial world!"
After making a mysterious shout, Ma Guo, forced to back down, got into his car and drove off without looking back.
"Is...is he really a con artist?"
Dilireba's face showed disbelief; this was too terrifying.
He even fooled the production team, so how many people must he have fooled before!
"That so-called founder of English Xingyi School is probably just like a noodle shop, anyone can open one."
Huang Lei and the others immediately realized that the program's director had been fooled by Ma Guo.
"Thanks to Wang Yueheng, otherwise we would have faced a public opinion crisis after this episode aired!"
Sun Lei also realized that Wang Yueheng had saved the production team from a terrible and serious consequence, and immediately praised him.
"Wow, that's amazing! I still feel like I'm dreaming. The way he just demonstrated, that 'tight-fitting shirt lean' and 'sweeping leg'... it's just like in the movies..."
Wang Bing finally came to her senses and said to Teacher Sa Ning in shock.
In fact, if you let a professional look at it...
Even the martial arts techniques shown in the movie, with their choreographers, are not as authentic as Wang Yueheng's moves on set.
"I'm sorry, we will investigate this matter thoroughly when we get back. If he really is a conman, we will definitely contact the local government to shut down their illegal organization!"
Realizing she had been tricked, Yan Min, the head of the production team, immediately blushed.
She felt even more ashamed when she recalled that she had just told Wang Yueheng to record the program first.
A director from a prestigious Shanghai TV station was tricked by a con artist.
If this gets out, I'm afraid my reputation will be ruined for life.
"Why don't we just have Yue Heng teach us martial arts?" Luo Xiaoxiang suddenly suggested.
"Yeah, that shirt-tightening move just now was so cool!"
Lei Jieyin, who had been in a daze, finally realized what was happening and hurriedly echoed.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yueheng smiled and shook his head:
"National martial arts is just the name used by the government before the Republic of China. True national martial arts are only used to kill enemies, not for performance."
"If you want to learn, it's best to go to a reputable martial arts school..."
"Learning songs is faster and more convenient..."
Wang Yueheng naturally steered the conversation to the next segment.
Traditional Chinese martial arts, or martial arts in general, cannot be mastered or learned simply by demonstrating them.
Without someone to guide you daily, you might practice in the wrong direction and achieve the opposite effect.
Singing is easier in comparison.
"Alright, let's move on to the next segment: grassland music class!"
Seeing that Wang Yueheng had already offered a way out, director Yan Min immediately seized the opportunity.
At the same time, he gave Wang Yueheng a grateful look.
Otherwise, if they were to actually start teaching traditional Chinese martial arts, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the production team?
"I'll remember this favor, and I'll definitely find a chance to repay you in the future!"
Director Yan Min of Infinite Challenge thought to herself.
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