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Chapter 663 Chinese martial arts, only killing people, not performing!(2/3)

Peng Guoming felt fear in his heart, and he just wanted to turn around and run away, but unfortunately his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and could not move.

"What are you...what are you going to do?" he asked in horror.

Shen Lang was too lazy to take care of this guy anymore, but walked to Ma Jinfeng.

"Master Ma, are you sure you won't be on stage to broadcast live? Or are you sure you want me to be your fist-down ghost?"

Shen Lang asked with a smile.

Ma Jinfeng stammered and replied: "No...I dare, I...I'm joking."

At this point, he already knew that he had encountered a tough guy.

This young man is definitely not Yi and he is a master just by beating his disciples to cry and cry for his parents.

I am talking wildly and unrestrained, and I simply don’t want to live anymore.

"I dare to ask the hero Gao's name... I just had a little misunderstanding just now, don't care."

The old man was about to cry and said hoarsely.

He secretly scolded in his heart that he was unlucky, and that he could meet this guy twice in a day.

Shen Lang continued to smile and said, "Haha, I am Shen Lang! The current position of the boss of Langren Interactive Entertainment, Master Ma, do you have any advice?"

"boss……"

Ma Jinfeng was completely stunned and couldn't help but turn to look at Yan Bingbing.

Mom Xipi, you two are playing with me.

He said it was the boss, and the financial dad was in front of me, what happened to him?

I am crazy about 100 million, and I don’t plan to ask for it anymore, or will I offend my boss if I am crazy about it?

You said you were the boss, so it would be fine if you slapped me a few times.

The old man immediately smiled: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen! I have long admired Daqi and long admired Daqi. I have heard of your name when the sun is not set."

"Oh, why didn't I know I still have a name?"

Ma Jinfeng was about to cry.

Stop making trouble, boss.

"Mr. Chen, the live broadcast has begun. Why don't we broadcast live first and wait for other things to talk about?"

Shen Lang was waiting for what he said. Seeing that he had done this, he was too lazy to scare the old man anymore.

"Go up, after going up, I kowtow one for my parents first to explain why I was late."

"ah……"

Ma Jinfeng was stunned when he heard this. How could this special lady say it?

"Shen Lang, stop making trouble."

Yan Bingbing beside her was amused and crying.

She could see that the old man was so tightly controlled by Shen Lang that he would not dare to make any waves.

Seeing Shen Lang asking him to kowtow on stage, he hurriedly said, "Teacher Ma, hurry up and go on stage. Millions of audiences are waiting for you. Don't listen to him. Everything depends on you."

The old man was as if he had received a general amnesty and quickly nodded with gratitude and climbed onto the live broadcast stage with a group of apprentices.

Shen Lang had to say something else, but he felt that Yan Bingbing was pinching his back.

A gentle and resentful voice came into my ears.

"You are stupid, Shen Lang! Even if he is a liar in the world, we can't expose him at this time. Once his identity is misleading, the live broadcast will be completely stopped...

Shen Lang felt unhappy when he refused to comment.

This old man has smashed himself into his hands.

If he could see Ma Jinfeng a day in advance, he would never have been involved in the live broadcast.

Isn't this nonsense?

Ronren Interactive Entertainment spent 20 million to find a big liar to deceive millions of fans?

Shen Lang asked himself that he could not do such a thing.

He frowned and stopped talking, thinking about what to do.

On the stage, Ma Jinfeng had already greeted millions of water friends.

The old man bowed to the camera on the stage.

"Hello everyone! I am Ma Jinfeng, the head of Hunyuan Tai Chi Xingyi Sect. I believe many old friends know me!"

As he said that, the old man and his disciples squeezed away the Internet celebrities and stood behind Ma Jinfeng, with a strong momentum.

:Teacher Ma! Teacher Ma is coming! I am so excited!

:Teacher Ma, you are! My! God!

:What a joke? Brother Shen, who is this old man?

:Go down! Get down, we want to see Brother Shen!

:Hey hey hey, old man, you block me and see the young lady, can you get out of here?

: Shut up the people above me, do you know who this is? This is the most popular martial arts master in Daxia, Master Ma! Give me a little respect.

:Oh, Master Ma, it’s so great, so I’ll give you one more.

...

When I saw that someone had changed in the live broadcast room, I said everything for a while.

Some welcome Teacher Ma and some let him get out. Although Ma Jinfeng is very famous in the martial arts world or the fighting world, he is still not very familiar with most netizens.

Ma Jinfeng looked at the barrage floating on the screen and smiled.

"Everyone, maybe there are people who don't know me, Mr. Ma, maybe they are not a fan of Chuanwu, or maybe they have never been in contact with Daxia Kung Fu. But after today, you will know me thoroughly, thoroughly understand Chuanwu, and thoroughly the power of Chinese martial arts!"

"I came here just to pass on the martial arts and prove the name! The national martial arts revival!"

Wow!

After saying something loud and loud, a large number of fans were shocked.

The name of martial arts is passed down and the national martial arts is revived!

What a passionate word!

Who doesn’t know that the martial arts style is now declining, and is squeezed by so-called fighting skills, Sanda, Muay Thai, and Taekwondo.

I don’t know how many martial artists worked hard to promote traditional Xia martial arts, but they had no effect.

How many parents spend high tuition fees to let their children learn flashy and fancy styles such as Taekwondo.

Some Muay Thai even let go of the bold statement. Daxia Chuanwu was a Lase, and he should have been buried in the grave with the old men.

The Chinese people's attitude towards Chuanwu at this time is pitiful and hateful.

I said they can't fight, almost all martial arts and action movies have the shadow of martial arts.

He said they could fight, but how many masters were pressed on the ground by Sanda enthusiasts.

If you see such scenes for too many times, it is like the national football team losing a game.

Everyone knows it well, and it is sad and awesome, and I can't help but scold me.

Now listening to the old man saying the passionate words, the water friends suddenly felt a sense of blood and courage.

:Okay! That’s great, Teacher Ma! Chuanwu’s future depends on you.

: It’s really a strong wind that shows the strong grass, and a stern swaying sees loyal ministers! Only Teacher Ma dares to stand up when he is so dark about the moment of martial arts.

: I just said, what kind of women's fighting champion is next door? Where is the traditional martial arts of our Daxia beautiful?

: The old naughty boy from Bibili is also a martial artsman. Why don’t you go and see it upstairs?

:Old naughty boy? What else can that old man look at besides cutting bricks? I have never seen him take action once. What is the best thing about external boxing?

...

For a time, the wind direction in the live broadcast room changed drastically, and the water friends became friendly to Ma Jinfeng.

Yan Bingbing and Peng Guoming watched from the audience and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As expected, he was still a master, and he calmed down the scene in just a few words.

Regardless of whether he has real strength or not, this skill of deceiving alone is very awesome.

Only Shen Lang frowned.

This old man...

Are there really a few brushes?

But when I hit him just now, he obviously used less than 10% of his strength and flew out.
To be continued...
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