Dad: I rely on my daughter to brag to become the richest man

"Get me a pair of gloves!"

If it was just to promote his martial arts before, then Liu Qiang is really angry now.

Because he felt contempt!
He really couldn't understand how a person who looked stronger than a monkey had the courage to talk to him like that!

Originally, for the sake of the parents of the students, I would save some face for you. If this is the case, then don't blame me for being rude!

"Actually, you can choose not to wear gloves, after all, it makes no difference whether you wear them or not.

The only thing that matters is that it wastes a little time. "

Chang Xiaosong bumped in front of himself with both hands that had already put on the glove.

Get a good feel for how much the boxing gloves can reduce your strength, so that when you hit him later, you should use a better percentage of your strength.

"I'll go, did I hear him right? This person actually said that about Brother Qiang? Are you looking for death?"

"Hey, isn't this guy a little silly? With Brother Qiang's physique, you can kill him with one punch without wearing gloves?"

"Fuck me, is there anyone who learned Wing Chun in the live broadcast room? Is this person a big boss?"

"I'm from the Wing Chun Academy. We don't even know this person. I guess he's someone who uses the name of Wing Chun to bluff."

"Sure enough, this kind of clown is here to blog traffic!"

"..."

Seeing Chang Xiaosong speak so arrogantly, everyone started to sneer.

But how did they know that Chang Xiaosong was not pretending at all, what he was telling was the truth.

More than 40 minutes have passed since the end of get out of class, including rushing, if I let Liu Qiang continue to create atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

It is estimated that an hour passed casually.

Chang Xiaosong didn't want to affect Fujiteng's diet because of such a mess!

Most importantly, Xiao Teng Teng would really be starved.

"I think we should sign a waiver, what do you think?"

After receiving the gloves, Liu Qiang didn't put them on immediately, but said something to Chang Xiaosong instead.

"Disclaimer? Can you tell me more about the content?"

Speaking of this, Chang Xiaosong became interested. After all, this is something related to the discussion, not those irrelevant live broadcasts.

"Although the two of us are competing this time, we have no fists and feet, so we will inevitably get hurt."

"Oh, I see, you are responsible for your own injuries?"

"You can understand that."

"It's just right, hurry up and get a copy, it will save you a lot of trouble."

After listening, Chang Xiaosong's attitude is not to mention how positive it is.

Zhengchou didn't know how to deal with it after the trial, and he didn't expect someone to send a pillow when he wanted to sleep.

"Row!"

Soon, a martial arts student sent something similar to a contract. Chang Xiaosong took a quick look and found that it was indeed similar to what he said.

All right, then why hesitate, just sign it.

"Can we start now?"

After finishing other things, Chang Xiaosong urged again.

"Although I would like to start now, I still want to tell you a simple rule.

Let's learn, although it is a free move, but there are still some taboos, you can't lift your lower body, you can't poke your eyeballs and other dirty tricks! "

Damn it, if Liu Qiang hadn't been afraid that this Chang Xiaosong didn't know the rules, and kicked himself directly in the genitals, making himself useless, Liu Qiang couldn't help but rushed up.

"Don't worry about this, the most basic martial arts are still there."

"Okay, since that's the case, let's get started!"

After Liu Qiang put on his gloves, he touched Chang Xiaosong's fists slightly, and the competition officially began.

"Come on, Dad! Come on, Dad!"

Fujiteng stood up from his seat, raised his hands high, and beat the drums to cheer Chang Xiaosong.

"Come on, uncle!"

As Fujiteng's friend, Wang Xiaoming naturally had to help Chang Xiaosong.

"Master, come on!"

But this is Liu Qiang's home field after all, and the cheers of the two children were quickly drowned out.

"I hope this person can spend more time. Don't be like Ma Baoguo. He is directly KO'd as soon as he comes up. It's meaningless."

"I've watched so many single-player videos on the Internet, how many of those practicing martial arts can withstand three punches?"

"Fuck, this kid won't be knocked down by Brother Qiang's punch, right?"

"I think brother Qiang seems to be angry, maybe he will be knocked out with a punch."

At the beginning of the competition, Liu Qiang made a boxing posture, and kept jumping up and down with his feet, as if looking for a certain state.

On the other hand, Chang Xiaosong made a semicircle with his right foot, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand stretched out, like a martial arts master in a movie.

"Hey, this kid seems to have something!"

"I have to say that this hand gesture is indeed decent, but that's all."

"I'm stupid, there is still such a move now? Could it be that you have watched too many movies?"

Seeing that Chang Xiaosong put on an air of a master right away, everyone ridiculed him.

"Hmph, pretending!"

As a Sanda coach, Liu Qiang has also competed with many people. This is the first time he has seen someone like Chang Xiaosong who uses static braking.

Seeing Chang Xiaosong squatting halfway, Liu Qiang suddenly rushed forward, raised his leg and kicked towards Chang Xiaosong's chest.

Good guy, this speed is worthy of being a Sanda coach, and the audience sitting around didn't realize it.

If this was kicked by him, ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to stand up within three to five minutes.

Just after everyone had predicted Chang Xiaosong's end, Chang Xiaosong suddenly became short and gave a standard leg sweep.

Liu Qiang, who was still looking fierce before, lost his center of gravity in an instant, and fell to the ground with a slap.

"???"

"My grass..."

"real or fake?"

The audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

No, shouldn't the action of sweeping the legs only appear in film and television dramas?
Isn't this kind of action routine martial arts?
Why do people still use this trick in actual combat in real life?The key still works? !

That's right, in daily life, the most common way people see fighting is Wang Baquan.

No matter what 21 [-], just clench your fists and hammer hard at the head. How can there be any other messy movements?

Other actions will only affect my punching speed!

There are also formal boxing matches, most of which are also hitting the head with fists.

Even for Sanda, Muay Thai, etc., in a duel, they would not use the action of sweeping their legs, which is why these audiences were so shocked.

"Ah~ Dad, come on! Dad, come on!"

While the audience was still shocked, Xiao Teng Teng jumped up excitedly and kept cheering Chang Xiaosong.

Although Liu Qiang fell hard to the ground, the floor on the ring seemed to be like a teppanyaki, which made him get up from the ground immediately, and his whole face was a little red.

Shame!
Liu Qiang lifted his left foot that was kicked, and the severe pain made him dare not continue to rush forward for a while.

Chang Xiaosong grinned at Xiao Teng Teng's cheering and cheering, and gave her a picky look.

"Dad is the best, come on, Dad!"

After getting a response, Xiao Teng Teng danced even more cheerfully.

"what!"

Liu Qiang couldn't bear this kind of provocation, and after the pain relieved a lot, he went up directly, wanting to hammer Chang Xiaosong down completely with his fists!