"You're finally here." A little girl popped out from the crowd. It was Yang Feiyan. She looked at Susu, who was carrying Zheng Yubai, with a strange expression, and seemed a little surprised.
Su Su quickly let go of Zheng Yubai's arm and coughed: "Who is this little sister? She is so beautiful."
"Who is the little sister? Are you older than me?" Yang Feiyan snorted unceremoniously. The eyes of the two young beauties were entangled with each other, and it seemed that sparks were sparked. Many young men waiting for the game were attracted by the two beautiful girls and even forgot to do warm-up exercises.
"Uh..." Zheng Yubai stepped between the two of them, "I'm not late, am I?"
"Your number." Yang Feiyan handed a number plate to Zheng Yubai angrily, "Be careful or you will be defeated in the first round."
Zheng Yubai looked around and saw that the contestants who came to participate in the preliminary round were of mixed quality. There were old men in their fifties or sixties who looked like immortals, and there were also little kids in their thirteens or fifteens who had not even lost their teeth. He couldn't help but laugh secretly, thinking that this competition seemed to be nonsense, and his previous worries might have been unnecessary.
After a short wait, Yang Feiyun appeared in the center of the venue, holding a loud speaker in his hand. He apologized and said, "Excuse me for waiting for a long time. Due to funding constraints, the preliminaries of this martial arts conference can only be held in my martial arts hall. I hope that fellow martial artists can forgive me for any inconveniences. However, we have invited Mr. Ding Rulong, a famous wealthy man in Tianhai, as a guest for this preliminaries. Mr. Ding Rulong is very interested in Chinese martial arts and various fighting techniques. He hopes that this competition can select real masters, and he has promised to sponsor the champion of this competition to participate in the World Fighting Competition to win glory for the Chinese."
Yang Feiyun's words immediately triggered cheers. In today's world where martial arts are gradually declining, it is a blessing to have someone willing to host a martial arts conference that is thankless and laborious.
In fact, Yang Feiyun originally planned to hold an authentic martial arts competition, but in the face of commercial interests, he had to lower his proud head and changed the competition into a free fighting competition. Any fighting style can participate, and the degree of freedom is very high. This attracted some sponsors, and Ding Rulong came as a guest to observe the excitement of the competition and then decide whether to make additional investments. So after Yang Feiyun announced the start of the competition, when he returned to the rostrum, he stole a glance at Ding Rulong's face and saw that he was a little unhappy, and his heart was immediately like being poured with a basin of cold water.
After months of hard work preparing for the competition, I hope it won't fail. Yang Feiyun looked at the contestants' confused appearance and prayed to the gods and Buddhas.
The competition started soon. It was said that there were more than a thousand people participating in the preliminaries. Zheng Yubai looked at the number in his hand, which was 545. He was afraid that he would have to wait for a long time, so he took Susu to watch the game on the sidelines.
After watching for a while, Zheng Yubai burst into laughter, thinking that this was not a martial arts conference at all, it was just a monkey show.
The two young men claimed to be learning Bajiquan and Taijiquan, but Bajiquan was like pushing a millstone and pulling a cart, and Taijiquan was like a blind man touching an elephant. The performance was not a performance, and the competition was not a competition. It was meaningless except that people lost interest in martial arts. No wonder Ding Rulong, who was watching the game in the guest seats, had a livid face, and he obviously regretted sponsoring this stupid event.
Yang Feiyun's face was not looking good either. In order to expand the scale and promote the influence, he racked his brains and allowed all the applicants to participate regardless of their level. As a result, he made such a joke. Looking at the monkey show in front of him, he was so ashamed that he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Brother, what are they doing?" Although Susu didn't know how to fight, she could tell good from bad. She looked at the players who were making a fuss in the arena and said curiously.
Zheng Yubai sighed: "Just think of it as me taking you to see a farce."
The boring competition was not until the 100th round when a black man appeared in the arena, causing the contestants to whisper. The black man was more than 1.9 meters tall, strong, muscular, wearing a boxer's suit and gloves, and looked domineering.
The black man's opponent was an old man who looked like an immortal. There were several young men following him, who kept calling him the founder. They heard from the people around them that the old man was a famous boxer with three thousand disciples and was very good at kung fu.
Zheng Yubai frowned as he looked at the old man, worried about him. Although he liked to read martial arts novels, he also knew that novels and reality were completely different. The hermits with white hair and youthful faces in novels did not exist in reality. The reason why Chinese martial arts declined was largely due to the lack of actual combat training. Many valuable practical and lethal boxing techniques were gradually lost under the requirements of performance and became mere show. However, European and American boxing is a typical combat-based fighting technique. Once it encounters such a competition with the goal of winning, the outcome is already obvious.
As Zheng Yubai expected, the old man who looked very stylish only fought with the black man for three rounds before he was dizzy due to the black man's flexible footwork. He was hit on the chin and flew backwards, fainting on the spot.
The black man waved his fists arrogantly and shouted in broken Chinese: "Boxing, the most powerful fighting!"
Zheng Yubai and Yang Feiyun snorted at the same time, and the first thought came to their mind: Don't let me meet you, otherwise...
After the black man came out, many players who had no strength to join in the fun quietly slipped away when they saw that the situation was not good. However, in the following fights, there were indeed a few players with some real kung fu. Although their strength was far inferior to his, Zheng Yubai still enthusiastically cheered them on with applause.
The game soon reached the 500th round, and Zheng Yubai was about to go on stage. At this moment, a man and a woman walked in from outside. The girl went straight to the guest seats and said to Ding Rulong, "Dad, I'm late. Did I miss the wonderful scene?"
Ding Rulong had a gloomy face at first, but when he saw the girl, he immediately smiled and said, "Beibei, why did you come just now?"
Zheng Yubai was doing warm-up exercises when he saw the man and woman coming in. He was stunned. He was very familiar with the girl, it was his classmate Ding Beibei, and it turned out that she was the daughter of the wealthy Ding Rulong.
However, what surprised Zheng Yubai the most was not Ding Beibei's appearance, but the man who accompanied her. Zheng Yubai would never forget that man's face. It was Fang Hongjin, the vice president of Sanjiang Society and the successor of Baguazhang who wanted Zheng Yubai's life.
Fang Hongjin was just about to say hello to Ding Rulong when he felt a sharp gaze falling on him. With a thought in his mind, he immediately turned his head to look for him and saw Zheng Yubai who was standing across the venue.
When their eyes met, sparks almost flew. Fang Hongjin's face changed, and he obviously didn't expect to meet Zheng Yubai here.
Zheng Yubai calmly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, pointed his thumb at the ground, and shook it towards Fang Hongjin. Almost everyone present was paying attention to the game, and no one saw this action. Fang Hongjin saw it, and a complicated expression flashed across his face.
Zheng Yubai's personality makes him seldom take the initiative to provoke his opponent, but for some reason, he felt very uncomfortable when he saw Ding Beibei and Fang Hongjin appear together. The relationship between him and Ding Beibei is a bit ambiguous, much closer than classmates and friends, but there is always a little gap between them, and they can't open their hearts to each other. But Zheng Yubai had the experience of his cousin Tang Qing, and when he saw Fang Hongjin, he immediately thought that he had bad intentions and wanted to kill him. (To be continued)