I have a martial arts system in the city

Chen Xing didn't know that his remarks ignited the entire comment area, and someone replied to him immediately.

"What joke is the blogger talking about? Although hard qigong exercises under the correct guidance will not cause hand deformities, it is definitely not like bloggers who don't even have calluses on their hands."

"It's either a special effect or a stunt. Like this, there is a team behind it to attract people's attention. Bloggers should not deceive themselves."

"If you have the ability to broadcast live broadcasts to prove yourself, how can you make others believe you with empty words."

……

These are comments from relatively rational netizens, and those who lost their minds directly rose to personal attacks.

Chen Xing felt that the live broadcast was indeed an opportunity to prove himself, and maybe he could gain another wave of popularity.

"Then come to my live broadcast room at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, and you will see for yourself whether it is a dragon or a worm."

Leave a message and get off the phone, no matter how much you say, it is better to do more, and you can stop the mouths of netizens by starting a live broadcast tomorrow.

At home, Liang Chao writes down the time, sets the alarm clock, pays attention to the blogger first to prevent loss, if he can't prove it tomorrow, he will directly block it.

There are more netizens who have the same plan as him, and everyone wants to see if it is true or not.

……

Still a familiar place, a familiar background.

Chen Xing came to the top of the mountain early, and he was afraid that someone would come to climb the mountain, but the mountain road below was surrounded by iron nets, and he said it was going to be built.

But how can this stop him, taking advantage of no one around to sprint and jump over the fence.

Now he is fiddling with his mobile phone, taking drugs to practice, and slowly waiting for the time to start broadcasting.

When the time came to 9:59, Chen Xing turned on the live broadcast on time, just like he likes to get stuck in the classroom one second before the bell rings.

The moment the live broadcast was turned on, hundreds of people flooded in, probably the group who had set the alarm clock.

"tmd is finally on the air."

"Come and see the clown."

"How is gkd?"

"Please start your show."

……

Soon someone killed the barrage on the screen, Chen Xing smiled after seeing it.

"In order to prove that I don't have a team behind me, and that it's real kung fu, you can just point to anything in the area behind me."

Immediately, the stones on the left, the tree on the right, and something asking him to jump like a monkey appeared on the barrage.

"Anchor, try using the concrete pier next to the wooden house in the back."

Liang Chao was also one of the members who came in on time. He immediately fell in love with the concrete pier behind Chen Xing. He had seen that pier in the video, so it couldn't be a prop prepared by the anchor.

Liang Chao had recharged a lot in the live broadcast of a certain sound, and the level was still quite high. Chen Xing responded directly: "Then follow what this netizen said, and choose the concrete block behind."

Chen Xing took his mobile phone and approached Dunzi so that the netizens could see it more clearly.

"It's good."

Wipe it with your hands to show the dust on your hands to netizens. It is not foam, and you even throw small stones at the concrete pier.

The bouncing stones proved that it was genuine, a stone pier made of cement.

Chen Xing clung to the edge of the stone pier with his hand and squeezed it slightly, directly digging out a piece of cement.

Then it hit the stone pier with a missing corner, and there was a muffled sound, and only a little slag fell off the cement that was dug out.

"666"

"However, I am uneducated, so I walked all the way around the world."

"Boss, take my knee."

"It must have been made in advance and glued on by the anchor."

There are also those who are still refuting, and they can only say that they are divided in half at present.

Liang Chao on the other side of the screen was also shocked, and quickly swiped a gift to call you, and those who were impressed by the anchor also swiped a little gift.

Chen Xing didn't expect to receive a reward for his live broadcast, so let's show it off.

"Take a good look at this stone pier."

Chen Xing's words stopped the lively barrage immediately, and everyone wanted to know what the anchor wanted to do.

Boom!

Chen Xing slapped the side of the stone pier with a palm. The stone pier, which was as thick as an elephant's leg, couldn't bear his strange force, and several thick cracks opened directly. broken.

Even so, the stone pier looks precarious, as if it can be broken apart by hand along the crack.

"Shocked! A certain sound surprised the boss."

"Boss, please accept me as an apprentice."

"The boss can participate in UFC to win glory for the country."

"If this slap hits a person, I can already imagine the sound of a broken bone."

……

This move completely shocked everyone, and it is foreseeable that the martial arts world will make waves.

"Come here today, I will continue my practice."

"Boss can take a look..."

After Chen Xing finished the live broadcast and checked the backstage, he actually received tens of dollars in gift money.

In the future, if there are more fans, there will be more opportunities to live broadcast. Today, there are only more than 1000 people watching so many. It is conceivable that those big anchors will receive tens of thousands of gifts in a day.

The martial arts world in January finally ushered in an uninvited guest. A live video was recorded in the circle, which set off a huge wave and affected everyone in the circle.

Some people admire it, some people don't accept it.

However, most people think that Chen Xing has real kung fu in his hands, and he is probably the heir of Iron Sand Palm.

Some netizens commented that he is Gu Ruzhang in the present age.

"Gu Ruzhang?"

"Who is Gu Ruzhang?"

Chen Xing's certain voice was exposed too quickly, with so many likes, and there are many users who use this certain voice in a school, and if someone in the same city recommends it to someone who sees that it is his school, he will recommend it to the people around him.

One spreads ten, ten spreads one hundred, this matter cannot be hidden from the well-informed Xu Wei.

Under Xu Wei's strong request to show off the broken bricks with his bare hands, the boy finally believed that there was no second person in his school with the same name and surname as the otaku in his dormitory.

"You are hiding something, kid. I usually see you playing games, but it turns out to be a kind of cover up..."

"Honestly, where did you learn it?"

Xu Wei grabbed Chen Xing's hand and stroked it gently, it was like a rare treasure in his eyes.

"nausea."

Chen Xing pulled out his hand, and said as a matter of course: "My master doesn't want me to say his name, and he has already passed away."

"Then do you think I can learn?"

Which man does not have a martial arts dream, since the boss is by his side, Xu Wei can't let it go.

"Can you endure hardship? Do you know why I have to work part-time, because practicing martial arts is too expensive, and I spend hundreds of dollars for food and medicine every day."

Xu Wei patted his head with a sneer, he thought he still had the perseverance to bear hardships, but if practicing martial arts was so expensive, he didn't have that much money, and his family would not support it.

"Besides, you are old, and you don't have much achievement after practicing. Besides, in a society ruled by law, no matter how advanced your martial arts are, you dare not beat people. It is better to run more to keep fit."

"Yes."

"However, what do you think of someone on the Internet who wants to crack down on counterfeiting?"

"there is always a solution to a problem."