Chapter 61

Shangwu Media, an authoritative media that walks between traditional martial arts and modern fighting.

In Zhonghai Shangwu Media Building, Xing Tai, the person in charge of all kinds of information in Zhonghai Wushu circle, looked at the invitation letter in his hand with a smile on his face.

As an industry that relies on news, Xing Tai already knew about the establishment of the Martial Arts Development and Inheritance Association.

This time Tang Ling's martial arts competition with boxing champion Liu Qing will completely open the curtain of China's martial arts reform.

"Unexpected."

Xing Tai smiled: "The martial arts world, which has been quiet for nearly a hundred years, will cause waves because of a young man."

"But this is just right. Only when there are changes can Shangwu Media have the value of existing."

"Otherwise, there will be no vitality in the pool of stagnant water."

Soon, the filming and interview team led by Xing Tai personally drove to the direction of Lingyun Martial Arts Club by car.

Due to the high investment, the entire Lingyun Martial Arts Club is located.

Arriving at the entrance of the Martial Arts Club, looking at the unique three-story building in front of me, a feeling of grandeur suddenly rushed towards me.

Compared with Lingyun Martial Arts Club, those so-called fighting gyms are just like small workshops on the street.

"Director Xing, right? Mr. Shen is already waiting for you inside."

"it is good."

Xing Tai asked the staff to prepare, while he smiled and followed the uniformed reception girl, Jiao Bingzi, towards the general manager's office at the back.

The fragrance of wine is also afraid of the deep alley, in order to be able to shock enough.

This time, Shen Yun spent millions of publicity funds. The purpose is to let Shangwu Media, an industry authority, directly make Lingyun Martial Arts Club known to everyone.

"I don't know, why didn't Mr. Shen let us have a special report on Master Tang?"

After sitting down opposite Shen Yun, Xing Tai asked.

"This is not conducive to Mr. Tang's mystery."

Shen Yun smiled and said: "What's more, compared to bragging about how powerful we are, wouldn't it be more convincing to actually defeat the warriors who came to challenge us?"

"Having said that, are you not afraid of accidents?"

Shen Yun knew what he meant, but he was just afraid that Tang Ling would lose later.

The current publicity is so mysterious, once Tang Ling loses the martial arts competition, it will probably become the biggest joke in the entire martial arts world, and it will also affect the reputation of their martial arts media.

"We will bear all the consequences!"

With Shen Yun's words, Xing Tai naturally has nothing to say.

Next, with his own authority, in the hall on the first floor of Lingyun Martial Arts Club, he asked people to prepare various equipment needed for the live broadcast.

Around nine o'clock, many Liu Qing fans who got the news seemed to be arriving one after another.

Not long after, a Toyota Alphard stopped at the gate of Lingtian Martial Arts Club, the door opened and a man in sportswear and sunglasses got out of the car.

"Wu Zihao?"

The reporter from Shangwu Media recognized the person, and quickly brought them over: "Mr. Wu Zihao, are you also here to watch the battle?"

"The word "watching the battle" may not be very accurate. I came to watch Mr. Liu Qing crack down on counterfeiting."

After Wu Zihao replied, he walked directly inside.

The reporter wanted to continue asking questions, but was stopped by Wu Zihao's personal assistant and other staff.

However, the scene just now was broadcast live on the official websites of Lingyun Martial Arts Club and Shangwu Media.

"Damn it, Wu Zihao is indeed one of the top three fighters in the city, his tone is really domineering!"

"That's right, that Tang Ling dared to take on the challenge, and he was humiliating himself."

Many fans of Wu Zihao straightened up when they heard this, those who didn't know thought they were just like Wu Zihao.

The second floor of the Martial Arts Club.

Zhao Wuji, who had a toothpick in his mouth, looked down: "What rubbish, I can make him lie down and doubt his life with one punch!"

Facing Zao Wou-ki's complaints, Jiang Liwei, who was sitting next to him in a wheelchair, also shook his head slightly.

"This is also the sadness of the present. Ancient martial arts are restricted. Otherwise, the strength will start to decline at the age of 40 or [-]. How can modern fighting be so popular?"

"Mr. Tang has already started to reform, and this situation will be reversed in the future."

Jiang Qinyin, the vice-captain of the supervision team of Lingtian Martial Arts Club, said coldly, who had completely become a fan of Tang Ling.

With the arrival of Wu Zihao, the fans who came to watch the match became more enthusiastic, and at the same time, the number of people watching the live broadcast on the Internet also began to increase rapidly.

Not long after, another Toyota Alpha appeared.

Like Liu Qing, Hu Yue, the boxing champion who also won the gold belt, came with his two outstanding disciples Xiao Han and Zhan Hong.

The arrival of boxing champion Hu Yue was like a dazzling sun in an instant.

In an instant, he became the focus of the media and became an idol in the eyes of many fans. In less than half a minute, his surroundings were already filled with fans asking for autographs.

"Hmph, soon, I will also get my first gold belt."

Seeing that his light was completely covered, Wu Zihao secretly clenched his fists.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hu Yue, what do you think of the next game?"

"I heard that you and Mr. Liu Qing are good friends. From your point of view, who will be the final winner of this contest?"

Facing the reporter's question, Hu Yue took off his sunglasses and smiled.

"First of all, the reason why I came here is purely to let these two disciples learn more."

As Hu Yue said, he pushed Xiao Han and Zhan Hong beside him to the camera: "They are all my outstanding disciples. It is an extremely rare opportunity to see Liu Qing KO his opponent on the spot."

"As for who the final winner will be? I don't think it is necessary to say this question at all."

"You should say, how many punches that Tang Ling can withstand from Liu Qing's hands!"

If Wu Zihao's words were outrageous, then Hu Yue's words at this moment undoubtedly amounted to some kind of prejudgment.

The prediction of a boxing champion who has won a gold belt is almost equivalent to announcing the result.

This one-sided pessimism was completely within Xing Tai's expectation.

He looked at Shen Yun, who had a calm face beside him, and became more and more curious about Tang Ling's strength in his heart, knowing that the current atmosphere was already one-sided.

If Tang Ling couldn't make a big comeback, the result would definitely not be acceptable to Lingyun Martial Arts Club.

At [-]:[-], the convoy belonging to the Tiger Fighting Stadium arrived.

In addition to boxing champion Liu Qing, more than 20 students from the boxing gym, and more than 80 die-hard fans belonging to Liu Qing, a team of more than 100 people appeared in everyone's eyes.

Wearing a red sportswear, Liu Qing walked at the front of the team like a real tiger king.

The lobby on the first floor, where hundreds of people had already gathered, became extremely silent at this moment.

Can't wait to see Tang Ling, Liuqin, who was beaten by her father and begged for mercy, said directly, "Tang Ling, come out..."

"We are here, and today we will let you know what is the real fighting technique!"

(End of this chapter)

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