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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh continue to fool

"Oh, that's a pity."

Wu Qing sighed in disappointment, then remembered something, "Brother, your real skill is a bit wasteful in China. Do you want to go abroad for a while?"

"Hmm, what does it mean?"

Lu Li didn't understand.

"You know that foreign martial arts platforms are actually very popular now. There are many foreigners who are keen on learning Taekwondo, Jiu Jitsu and Shaolin martial arts."

Wu Qing thought about it: "I have a good friend who has been opening several traditional Chinese martial arts restaurants in the United States. If you want to..."

"Haha, Wu Qing, what you said is so funny."

Seeing that Wu Qing wanted to steal people, Chen Miao immediately became anxious: "Do you still want Brother Lu to be a martial arts coach for you? What is the future? How much money can you make?"

"Xiao Shen, you are wrong. I didn't let Brother Lu be a martial arts coach."

Wu Qing shook his head: "That's really not going to make much money. Well, of course, with Brother Lu's ability, to be a martial arts coach, those rich people may not be willing to hire Brother Lu for an annual salary of one million US dollars, but the money is indeed less. What I mean is to let Brother Lu take another path..."

Wu Qing said seriously: "Walking on the road of Bruce Lee, with Brother Lu, your ability, as long as you perform in Europe and the United States, you will definitely attract countless people's attention. In this way, whether you are famous or otherwise, you will be far better than the domestic step-by-step development."

Chen Miao was stunned when she heard this and her face darkened, but she could not deny that this was indeed a path of extremely strong development.

It has to be said that in popular culture, the domestic entertainment industry often learns from Korea, while South Korea learns from Japan, and Japan follows Europe and the United States like a pug. Europe and the United States are the center of world entertainment culture. As long as you can become famous in Europe and the United States, it will be too easy to return to China to increase your value.

Just like a group of domestic stars, who doesn’t want to develop in Hollywood?

But do you have that ability?

Lu Li's ability is not singing or dancing. He performs unique skills similar to martial arts. This kind of martial arts is too shocking and performative. Whether it is going to Europe and the United States to make movies or promote as a Chinese martial artist, it is too easy to become famous. The curiosity of the people of European and American countries for Eastern martial arts has not diminished. Bruce Lee was a good example back then and became popular all over the world.

If one can really create another Bruce Lee, the commercial value will be immeasurable.

"Bruce Lee."

Lu Li thought about something.

"Brother Lu, what do you think of me?" Wu Qing said with a smile.

"Well, it's not bad, but I'll talk about it when I win the championship."

Lu Li will not be too ambitious. He must set a small goal first and earn one million in his motherly months.

"Okay, Brother Lu, you have decided to win the championship." Wu Qing said confidently.

Chen Miao was very upset. Wu Qing was robbing people naked, but she had no words to refute. With Wu Qing's resources, not talking about Europe and the United States, even in China, she would be much stronger than her.

"By the way, Brother Lu, I'm curious, can you really fight?"

Wu Qing asked.

"Really fight?" Lu Li frowned. The real fight means whether he can really compete on stage, rather than the kind of martial arts of performance. But the problem is, let alone the present after his body changes, even before, he is also a master of Sanda, and he has fought hundreds of times.

"If this is really a fight, it should be OK."

Lu Li said modestly.

"How about it compared to Bruce Lee?"

Luo Keke, who was on the side, interrupted with bright eyes.

People always like to compare with Bruce Lee because Bruce Lee is famous. He is the most famous. Ordinary people know Bruce Lee, so of course they have to compare him.

Bruce Lee was Lu Li's favorite star when he was a child, but it was one thing to like him. His current body... is not the category of human evolution at all. The comparison between the two is not to bully Bruce Lee, but to bully all human beings.

Even if you put ten Bruce Lee and boxing champion Tyson together, you won’t be able to break the steel and concrete walls.

Lu Li didn't say anything, put the four tea cups that Xiao Liu had just poured on the table next to each other, forming a straight long line.

Just as everyone was looking at him curiously, Lu Li gently stretched out his index finger and his thumb to buckle it together. He bounced his index finger slightly, and his fingertips touched the edge of the teacup.

“…”

What does this mean?

Everyone was curious and puzzled.

But the following scene completely shocked Xiao Liu, the three mentors and staff members.

After Lu Li stretched back his finger, he made a "click" sound, and the teacup that was gently flicked by his fingers rose up everywhere, just like the domino effect. After the porcelain cracks of the first teacup were densely covered with spider webs, the second teacup was also infected, and then the cracks spread tightly. The third and fourth cups continued like this, and all four teacups were covered with cracks that could be distinguished by the naked eye!

But even so, the four tea cups did not break into pieces, and there was nothing unusual about the tea except for the slight rippling.

"God, God, magical skills..."

Wu Qing's lips trembled, no, his whole body was trembling, and he could not believe his eyes.

This is not a computer special effect, but a fact he saw with his own eyes. It is precisely because of this that he felt the shock in his heart that he could not pay attention to other people's thoughts. Instead, he held his breath and stared at the teacup without blinking, as if he had to see the truth and principle from it before he could give up.

"Oh my God."

Xiao Liu shouted, breaking the silence in the room. He took out his cell phone in a hurry, trying to take a picture but was upset that he had not taken the complete shot of this scene just now, and now he can only shoot one final scene.

Even though Shen Miao had seen Lu Li's unique skills in needle-punching tempered glass many times, he also saw his horseback riding on the horse farm with his own eyes, this scene still shocked her. She couldn't help but grab Lu Li's arm, looked carefully for a few times, and asked, "Xiao Lu, what did you do?"

How to do it?

Many people also expressed incredible to those who can mentally calculate five-digit and six-digit numbers, and did not know how big it was done. Lu Li also found it difficult to explain to them what this was going on. I can only say that when the power comes, I will naturally understand it.

If you are less powerful than this level, you will never be able to experience this feeling of doing whatever you want.

Lu Li had to fool him: "This, when you practice 'Pure Yang Wuji Liuhe Qigong' to the level of great success, you will naturally understand it. If you explain it, you can understand it as fighting a cow across the mountain."

Seeing the few people believing it, Lu Li suddenly felt that these big stars were actually easy to fool, and they even believed what he said.

Do they really believe that Qigong is true?
Chapter completed!
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