Chapter 126 Continuous Trial

During the broadcast, Pan Hongsheng went out to smoke a cigarette.

To be honest, his smoking is getting more and more fierce. Maybe men will have a strong addiction to smoking at a certain age. If you are happy, have a cigarette. If you are angry, have a cigarette. After drinking, have a cigarette. If you don't drink, chat with a cigarette to comfort...

Just as he was swallowing the fog, a man suddenly came to him and stretched out his hand without saying a word: "Little brother, borrow a fire."

Pan Hongsheng didn't even think about it, so he handed over his own zp lighter.

The lighter was given by Lin Hongyi. Although it is an old model, it has a special commemorative significance. After receiving the gift, Lin Hongyi gave him another gift, a very special gift.

But when the smoke dissipated, an old face appeared in front of Pan Hongsheng. Xie Ding, his face is white, and his eyes are swollen, like a cancer patient.

"Are you also coming to watch the game?" Pan Hongsheng couldn't help asking more questions. In his opinion, there are not many people at this age group who are enthusiastic about this kind of program.

"Ha ha, the little brother is really forgetful. We just met. Didn't you sit in the second row? I'll sit in the first row." The old man looked at him with a smile.

"The first row... Oh! Are you a technical judge?!" Only then did Pan Hongsheng remember the old man sitting in the corner of the first row. Because he didn't talk much and kept a low profile, he was easy to be forgotten.

He immediately understood that the other party was deliberately talking to him, because he clearly saw the outline of the lighter in the other party's trouser pocket.

"What kind of technical judge... Isn't it just a scene and a decoration!" The old man smoked very fast and soon lost an extended filter. At this time, Pan Hongsheng remembered that this person was Yan Baicao, the master of Taiji sect sitting in front of him.

"Young man, your internal strength is good!" Yan Baicao smiled and put a palm on his shoulder: "In my opinion, you are different from ordinary people..."

A burst of inner breath came from his shoulder, which was a cool and gentle breath, meaningless and non-aggressive, but this gas came up and drilled into his body, as if to spy on something.

"Whose your hand!" Pan Hongsheng's instinctive body was shocked! The inner air lurking in the body suddenly burst out and bounced off the other party's body in an instant!

Yan Baicao didn't expect his temptation to cause such a big reaction, and the inner gas released by Pan Hongsheng's body was amazingly powerful, which directly forced him back a few steps!

"I'm sorry, I just want to try your inner qi. I'm really not an ordinary person!" Yan Baicao nodded and his eyes lit up: "You have such a strong skill at such a young age. Excuse me, little brother, where are you?"

"It's difficult for me to answer this question." Pan Hongsheng is telling the truth. Strictly speaking, he has many masters, but some are active and passive.

Yan Baicao was a little stunned, and then returned to a kind smile: "It's okay. Don't answer if it's not easy to answer. I just want to ask you, is the man on the stage your apprentice? Or a younger brother? Are you practicing taekwondo?

"No, taekwondo is just a hobby..." Pan Hongsheng gasped: "I'm actually just a student."

"Ha ha, all right." Yan Baicao didn't seem to mind whether what Pan Hongsheng said was true or not. He lowered his head and took out a business card: "If you are interested in learning Tai Chi, please come to me!"

Pan Hongsheng was stunned, and the business card said: "Taiji Gate Master" Yan Baicao.

"Is he the head?" Pan Hongsheng was a little surprised. Because the other party's weak appearance is really difficult for people to associate it with the word "the head".

If he hadn't seen it before, he might have thought it was a patient who escaped from the intensive care unit.

"Dear audience, the new competition is about to begin! The next time is from Hongquanmen, Liu Zhen!"

The host's disgusting tone sounded again, and it seemed that the game had begun. Pan Hongsheng did not want to miss this opportunity to watch other martial arts, so he quickly walked back to the live broadcast room.

A tough man on the stage is posing poss to the audience and the camera. The man is about 1.8 meters tall, but he looks much bigger than he actually is, because his shoulders are very wide and his muscles are very strong. At first glance, he is on a tough road!

There is no doubt that this is a good seedling for practicing Hongquan. It seems that he has worked hard, but his frivolous behavior makes him look very brainless.

"Okay, everyone has seen it. This is a tall man from Hongquanmen! But one of the technical judges on our jury is Mr. Hong Gang, the owner of Hongquanmen! Mr. Hong, stand up and say hello to everyone!" The supporters tried their best to make the program more interesting, so they deliberately raised their voices.

Although it was discussed in advance, the host's sudden attack and the scene of Qi brushing around made Hong Gang still a little panic, with a stiff smile on his face and said, "Although he is my apprentice, for the sake of fairness in the game, I decided not to participate in this session."

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he participates in the judging or not. As Yan Baicao said, the so-called technical guests of this type of program are actually decorations. There is no first and no second. In the ring, you have to rely on fists and strength to speak. Whoever is hard and stands to the end is the king. As for these technical guests, It is used to win or lose by points when the two are quite difficult to distinguish.

After answering, Hong Gang immediately got up from the technical judge's seat and achieved the player's coaching seat where Pan Hongsheng was, just next to Pan Hongsheng.

There were many empty seats in the second row, but he chose to sit next to Pan Hongsheng. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Pan Hongsheng is not very interested in this foreign boxing master, which is no help to his type of martial arts. No matter how strong the fist is, can it penetrate the body?

But this guy was obviously unwilling to be ignored and suddenly said to Pan Hongsheng, "I heard that you are very good, aren't you?"

Pan Hongsheng was stunned and looked at the other party.

Hong Gang looks like he is in his early 40s this year, but he is well maintained; he looks even better than those young people who often stay up late. He is strong and has a lot of confidence to speak, but what he says is a little old.

"What's your last name? What can I do for you? It's okay. I'm still busy." Pan Hongsheng never gives face to such a person.

"You..." Hong Gang immediately stared: "Do you know who I am? Is Chen Ji your apprentice or your junior? I warn you that you should consider the consequences when you speak. It's not good to have no face later!"

"I'm so sorry. I've always thought that face is fought for by myself, not given by others. Your face may not work well with me." After saying that, Pan Hongsheng met the hostile eyes of the other party, and still looked as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, okay, I have guts." Hong Gang didn't expect the other party to be so tough that he couldn't get off the stage for a while. He is used to talking in this tone, and no one dares to refute himself in his impression.

Nearly ten thousand disciples, and many of his disciples are either instructors and officers of the Armed Police or the mixed society. Who dares to provoke him?

Because the learning method of Hongquan is relatively simple and it is faster to get started in the general traditional boxing, it is quite popular among young people. Disciples are also tough and strong, brave and ruthless people, so they are very strong from the master to their disciples and grandchildren.

If there is another occasion, the master will definitely turn against him, but after all, this is under the public in the lobby of the live broadcast room, and he still has this kind of emotional intelligence.

"I advise you, young man." When Hong Gang saw that the other party didn't eat this, he immediately softened his tone: "You did the Gaojia Martial Arts Museum, didn't you? Do you know that what you have done has angered the whole martial arts world? This matter is not over. The money that Gaojia Martial Arts Museum should still pay... Of course, you can also choose to leave.

"What if I don't choose either?" Pan Hongsheng smiled gently and opened a can of Jiaduobao. At this time, he really needed something to reduce the fire.

Hong Gang stopped talking, and his face was ugly.

Pan Hongsheng looked at the herbal tea jar in his hand and suddenly picked it up and showed it to the other party: "Master Hong, right? What do you think this is?"

"Isn't it just a herbal tea jar?" Hong Gang was puzzled: "I don't drink this kind of thing very often. I usually make my own tea."

"I remember that this drink used to be called Wang Laoji, which is a trademark bought by a company in Hong Kong from a local herbal tea factory. Later, the local enterprise at home saw that their business was good and big, so they were jealous... They wanted to file a lawsuit with others to take back the trademark. In the end, although they won the lawsuit and the trademark was taken back, people were not fools. The result of what they did was that the name was rotten. Pan Hongsheng looked at the other party meaningfully after saying, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Hong Gang didn't say anything for a while, and suddenly stood up suddenly: "Well, the so-called etiquette is coming."