The whole entertainment circle is trembling

For the staff of the program group, the program that lost to Nie Qianqiu in a martial arts competition on TV has been linked to parallel imports. Everyone doesn't pay attention to him and just waits for him to end early.

Unexpectedly, when he fought Fu Hui, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

Fu Hui used a set of palms, vigorous and powerful, strong and square. Although the palms are straightforward, they can always hit the vital points. It is a simple and efficient set of palms.

The formula is very different from his palm technique. His feet are like flowing clouds and water, and his palms are like embracing the moon and brushing flowers. His momentum is slightly inferior to that of Fu Hui, but he can always avoid Fu Hui's attacks accurately.

One of them is fierce and the other is dexterous, forming a strong visual contrast, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even those who don't know martial arts can see from this wonderful duel that Xie Xi's cultivation level is higher than that of Lu Hao.

Duan Yingke was surprised and said: "The program is quite powerful."

The others nodded in unison, and then looked at Nie Qianqiu suspiciously.

Cheng Zhi's performance in this show is very different from his performance in the previous episode. Since Cheng Zhi is not a rookie, then...

emmmmm, four words jumped out of everyone's mind involuntarily: py transaction!

Nie Qianqiu was unaware of their psychological activities, and watched the sparring on stage quite seriously.

Fu Hui and Zhi Zhi fought dozens of moves, back and forth, and slowly, Zhi Zhi's moves began to slow down, not as light as they were at the beginning.

He Diaoyan sighed softly: "The internal strength of Cheng Shi is not as good as that of Fu Hui. After a long time, he will definitely lose."

As soon as He Diaoyan finished speaking, he saw that Fu Hui's feet were sluggish, revealing a flaw. Seeing this, Cheng Zhi slammed his palm straight at Fu Hui's face, and Fu Hui immediately dodged to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhi's move was a false move, Fu Hui flashed, and Cheng Zhi's kick just happened to hit Fu Hui's chest.

Lu Hao twitched his nose that was red from crying, crying and laughing: "Master nephew is really amazing... hiccup."

Several celebrities couldn't help but look sideways. It was weird for Cheng Zhi, a good young man, to be called nephew by an elementary school student.

Xie Fengtang secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, he listened to Nie Qianqiu's persuasion and set the target of apprenticeship on He Diaoyan, otherwise there would be an extra string of elders.

On the stage, Cheng Zhi kicked Zhong Fuhui's chest, but Fu Hui suddenly retreated, and then his palms overlapped, and they were suddenly printed on the soles of Cheng Zhi's feet.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but everyone seems to be able to hear a soft "bang--".

Cheng Zhi was pushed away by that palm and fell directly to the audience.

Lu Mao's sobbing stopped abruptly, and he was stunned in the face of this sudden change.

He Diaoyan's face was covered with thick frost, and he said in a cold voice: "This is the martial arts of the beggar gang."

His voice was not loud, and not many people heard it, at least not in the program group.

The director has already exaggeratedly covered his mouth: "Ma'am, it's... wonderful!"

Lu Fang was overwhelmed with emotion, and felt that this program would probably become a classic of Star TV, and his status in the station would also rise to a higher level.

The two of them coincidentally dreamed of getting promoted and getting rich during the day, their faces full of dreams.

Standing on the stage, against the light, Fu Hui had the air of one man being the one man who is in charge of the others, and said condescendingly: "The Kunlun faction lost."

He Diaoyan is tall and tall, and behind him are sixteen disciples of the Kunlun School, but he still looks so lonely.

His expression was indifferent, and there was no wave in his eyes. His handsome face was stained with a trace of bleakness and vicissitudes that did not belong to his age. The smell of the wind.

The director pushed the photographer: "Show Master He a close-up."

The photographer moved the camera over, and He Diaoyan's side face took up half of the frame. He had a straight nose and looked forward. The sun gilded his outline into a fluffy golden color, like a beautiful picture scroll.

He Diaoyan said lightly: "The Kunlun faction lost." Accompanied by a faint sigh.

The director and Lu Fang looked at each other, feeling like they had forgotten something.

In the next second, another handsome and unparalleled face burst into the camera, breaking the scroll.

Nie Qianqiu patted He Diaoyan on the shoulder: "Old He, I want to open up."

He Diaoyan turned his head: "Do you want to join the Kunlun School?"

Don't forget to recruit disciples at this time, He Diaoyan really wants a reliable successor, but what he said in Nie Qianqiu's ears is no different from the classic "Have you heard of Amway?" Nie Qianqiu is serious Said: "Don't sell Amway while I'm comforting you, I'll be too embarrassed to refuse...it's too direct."

The director rushed over: "I said who is missing, Qianqiu hasn't gone up to fight yet."

He Diaoyan looked disillusioned: "It doesn't make any difference whether you fight or not."

The director said: "There's a big difference, Qianqiu can guarantee the ratings, he has fewer scenes, fans can paralyze our official blog..."

Nie Qianqiu: "Hey, don't demonize my fans."

Director: "Besides, if Qianqiu doesn't fight, how can we prove that there was no shady scene in the last episode!"

Nie Qianqiu: "Fight, fight."

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Nie Qianqiu walked onto the ring with the hope of the whole village.

The above is his own imagination, the fact is that no one has any expectations for him.

Xu Yitu held up his mobile phone in the audience and shouted: "Fu Hui, beat him up! I'll send the video to Moments."

Fu Hui looked at the gentle and handsome star who was carved out of white jade, and smiled slightly: "Do you need me to give you three tricks?"

Nie Qianqiu looked at him seriously: "Who do you think I am?... Then it's settled!"

Fu Hui: "..."

As if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, Nie Qianqiu added: "You will do what you say!"

I don't know why, but Fu Hui felt a little bit regretful, but he couldn't take back what he had said. Fortunately, Nie Qianqiu didn't seem to be threatening.

Fu Hui took a deep breath, really stood still, and said to Nie Qianqiu: "You do it."

Mai Haotian looked sad, and shouted: "Master Qianqiu, be careful."

Others also looked worried, only Cheng Zhi suddenly clapped his hands: "I almost forgot, Nie Qianqiu can also fight Xiaolongren."

Mai Haotian glared at him fiercely: "Are you a human? For Qianqiu, he is our Kunlun Sect's benefactor!"

Cheng Zhi rolled his eyes, too lazy to explain to Mai Haotian.

On the stage, Nie Qianqiu moved. He tapped his feet and moved forward. The whole person was as light as a butterfly piercing flowers, scurrying around.

He was originally slender and graceful, this movement was light, elegant and elegant, but extremely fast, he floated in front of Fu Hui in a blink of an eye, his hands stretched forward Shi Shiran, clasping Fu Hui's two wrists each.

Fu Hui didn't think there was any threat, not to mention that he agreed to let Nie Qianqiu make three moves, so he didn't dodge, let his wrist be caught by the opponent, and then he was lucky and planned to shake Nie Qianqiu away directly.

He accumulated Qi in his arm and gathered it at his wrist, but the next moment, those two streams of Qi were suppressed and disappeared directly.

Fu Hui was horrified, subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Nie Qianqiu's hands had already been clasped, the pulse gate was firmly grasped, and the internal energy could not be channeled up, only the strength left.

Fu Hui had never encountered such a situation before, his eyes were wide open, his face was full of astonishment.

The next moment, Nie Qianqiu leaped up like a butterfly flapping its wings, and rolled onto his back beautifully and neatly. At the same time, he took the two arms caught by him, cut one behind his back, and clasped it behind his back.

Fu Hui didn't even have a place to use his strength, and then kicked his knee joint with one foot.

He staggered and fell to one knee.

Form a perfect catching position.

From start to finish, it takes less than 1 minute.

There was an uproar.

The photographer was so surprised that he forgot to change the lens, and several cameras just pointed directly at the two people on the stage.

In the picture, Nie Qianqiu is still suave, clasping Fu Hui's wrists with both hands, standing tall and straight, without even turning over the corners of his clothes, while Fu Hui, who was originally invincible, half kneeled on the ground, with his hands behind his back, his face It was full of astonishment.

Nie Qianqiu praised Fu Hui: "Your handicap is very good and saves a lot of time."

Fu Hui was sweating profusely, and the shock far outweighed the shame and indignation of being defeated: "What's going on here? Where did you learn the sorcery?"

Nie Qianqiu: "..."

Nie Qianqiu: "...Is it so difficult to admit that skills are not as good as people?"

Cheng Shi looked at He Diaoyan and said seriously: "Uncle Master, this is how I lost to Nie Qianqiu last time."

He Diaoyan came to a sudden: "No wonder he refuses to join the Kunlun School."

Even if Fu Hui gave up his move, He Diaoyan was not sure that he could do it if he defeated Fu Hui with one move.

At the same time, he had a bold idea in his mind.

That day he clearly injected a trace of true energy into Nie Qianqiu's wrist, but he couldn't get a glimpse of his inner strength. He always thought it was because Nie Qianqiu was not good at learning.

At that time, Nie Qianqiu said: "Have you ever thought about another possibility?"

At this time, He Diaoyan's inner thought: dare not think, dare not think.

Nie Qianqiu's victory came so quickly and suddenly, except for the applause and booing of the villagers watching the excitement, the others didn't react at all.

His one-handed grasping, jumping up, turning over and falling, cutting the opponent's hands back, and kicking down with the momentum can be said to be smooth and smooth, and his movements are undoubtedly extremely beautiful.

But the process was too fast, and the onlookers couldn't see the details of what happened in the middle, let alone the confrontation of internal strength between the two, so Fu Hui was held back when he was foolish, and he knelt down foolishly.

No effective resistance was made throughout the whole process, so it can be said that the release of water was very obvious.

Duan Yingke's first reaction was: "Isn't Fu Hui a fan of Qianqiu?"

Meng Bai said angrily: "Why didn't I catch up with such a good thing!"

Since the filming of this program, Nie Qianqiu has been hanging around all the way, it can be said that he is a man favored by the martial arts.

The problem is, his face doesn't look like martial arts.

It's really puzzling.

Xu Yitu was also angry: "Fu Hui, what are you doing?"

Nie Qianqiu had already let go of Fu Hui, and Fu Hui stood up, turning a deaf ear to Xu Yitu's words, and only looked at Nie Qianqiu: "Compare again."

Nie Qianqiu resolutely refused: "You think beautifully."

He snorted coldly: "My draft remuneration is only for playing one game."

Fu Hui: "..."

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