Huang Xing's arrogance made Zhan Yiping and others change their faces.

Immediately, someone asked angrily: "Is he the one you found at your TV station?"

Host Xing Yuya smiled and said, "It's not, it's just a coincidence. Our program just wants to record the truest side of modern martial arts. If Master Zhan is unwilling to accept the challenge, he will refuse it directly."

Xing Yuya's words were not filled with any fireworks, but Zhan Yiping was so angry that he almost couldn't catch it in one breath.

For the older generation of the martial arts world who pay the most attention to face, they would rather be beaten to death than throw this person away. What's more, Xing Yuya's meaning is very clear. If they refuse, this scene will definitely be played out.

Then this time the shooting was not about Guangda’s lintel, but about insulting the master’s sect.

"You!" Zhan Yiping couldn't take a word. At this moment, he realized that there was no such good person. He came to the door to help promote a declining martial arts sect.

Everything is just commercial hype. In order to attract the public's attention more, all previous interviews are paving the way. Such things like revealing are what the production team wants to see.

"This time it was an accident. If you are unwilling to accept the challenge, we can leave immediately." Xing Yuya's words still make people unable to find fault.

"I accept the challenge!" Zhan Yiping walked forward and said.

"Are you going to push me away?" Huang Xing sneered, stretched out his hand and pulled his vest to tear it, revealing the bronzed, large and strong muscles.

"No need!" Zhan Yiping gritted his teeth. He would not accept such a rule that seemed to be teasing a child.

"You are an old man, and you still feel old as a coach. You have to make a fuss with me? Don't you want to mess with me?" Huang Xing mocked, "When I meet you later, you will fall down and charge me for medical expenses?"

As soon as these words were said, the staff burst into laughter filled with sarcastic meaning.

"Mr. Zhan, since you have opened the door to accept disciples, there are naturally some young students. It is okay to let the outstanding students discuss with Mr. Huang." Xing Yuya said.

Zhan Yiping looked behind him, and the young people all shrank back in fear. No one had the confidence to face professional fighting athletes like Huang Xing.

Liu Yutao felt strange at first, but soon covered his forehead and smiled bitterly: Haven’t the outstanding young people in the northwest been abducted by him to work as security guards in the Southern Wu Security Company?

Those who can be sent to Xinjiabo to participate in the competition are the best talents here who are face-loving.

Liu Yutao guessed that most of the people who stayed there are still amateur students who are playing tickets and professional athletes, so they wouldn’t be beaten out with one punch?

Sure enough, Zhan Yiping gritted his teeth, and his unwillingness emerged on his face. His fists were pinching loudly. He could not bear this insult.

The anger surged, Zhan Yiping couldn't catch it in one breath, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

"Senior Zhan!"

"Old Zhan!"

………

Everyone surrounded him, some pinched the tiger's mouth, and some pinched the people, and took emergency measures to Zhan Yiping.

"Let me see." Liu Yutao walked over, "I'm also a doctor."

"President Liu!"

"President Liu, they are bullying too much!"

"President Liu, you must make the decision for us!"

………

Instantly, everyone was talking nonsense. In their eyes, Liu Yutao was the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance, and he had an obligation to vent his anger for the traditional Japanese martial arts world.

But Liu Yutao is not the kind of person who fights for strength, otherwise he would have taken action long ago.

Even Liu Yutao wanted to wake up after this incident.

When practicing martial arts, the first thing you practice is to practice the heart.

If you have a restless mentality, even if you have been practicing hard for many years, it will be difficult to make progress. If you practice martial arts for your fame, you will not be able to practice anything at all.

"Oh, let's save people first." Liu Yutao responded, without explicitly refusing.

Taking out the acupuncture bag, Liu Yutao observed Zhan Yiping's situation and started to get into the needle quickly. His hands were extremely agile, and he flew like a butterfly between the rise and fall. Xing Yuya couldn't help but change her face. She immediately waved to the photographer and took a picture of Liu Yutao's rescue.

As an experienced female host, Xing Yuya is not a simple flower. She knows what attracts attention.

Liu Yutao didn't care about the camera at all, but just quickly put a needle on Zhan Yiping. As he finally pricked the silver needle, Zhan Yiping had slowly woken up.

"Leader Liu." Zhan Yiping spoke with difficulty.

"Let's take a break." Liu Yutao said lightly.

"I can't rest, I promised my master..." Zhan Yiping wanted to continue talking, but his physical condition was no longer allowed to say anything, and he immediately started to cough violently.

"Get some medicinal wine over." Liu Yutao looked up and said to Bai Yintong.

"Okay!" Bai Yintong responded and immediately brought a medicinal wine.

Liu Yutao immediately helped Zhan Yiping up and took a sip, then a ray of true energy was slapped on the latter's vest and slowly guided it.

Soon, Zhan Yiping's face gradually became rosy. His eyes were just barely opened, and his eyes fell on Liu Yutao's face. His emotions immediately became excited, "Leader Liu, help..."

"Senior, you should have a good rest first. The injuries on your body have been formed over the years and need to be taken care of quietly." Liu Yutao sighed and said.

"President Liu, Senior Zhan is so angry that guy, you can take action!" A young man walked forward and said.

When everyone heard this, they nodded.

Although Liu Yutao, the youngest martial arts master in the Republic, came for the first time, his reputation had already spread in this circle.

"It's not the original intention of a martial arts practitioner." Liu Yutao shook his head and said.

At this time, Xing Yuya narrowed her eyes slightly, looked up and down at Liu Yutao, and a curiosity appeared in her eyes, especially when she heard everyone asking the latter to take action, her curiosity became stronger. "Can you say that this young man really has any special skills?" Xing Yuya couldn't help thinking in her heart, and her eyes turned, she used a color towards Huang Xing, and introduced: "This seems to be the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance, young and promising. If Huang Xing, you want to find someone to compete with him, maybe he

It's a suitable candidate."

"Hahaha..." Huang Xing immediately burst into laughter exaggeratedly, pointed at Liu Yutao and said, "Is this little white-faced leader? What can you do? Tai Chi? Or can you dance square dance?" Hearing this sarcastic voice, everyone was so angry that they stared at Huang Xing, hoping to rush forward and teach this boy who didn't know how to be tall and thick.
Chapter completed!