The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 208 I want to fight ten!
Seeing Yamazaki Yoichi's expression, Huo Yunting waved his hand, "I can do whatever, I have no objection."

Seeing this, Huang Baiming stopped talking and called Hong Jinbao to give a lecture.

Yamazaki Yoichi was also overjoyed and kept bowing to thank him. Huang Baiming ignored him and turned to look for Ye Weixin.

"His grandma's, and even ordered me to."

Hong Jinbao greeted Huo Yunting and the ten judo masters, and told them what the requirements of this scene were.

The group of judo masters looked kindly, and kept telling the translator that they wanted Huo Yunting not to hold back, which made Hong Jinbao a little upset.

What does it mean to ask the other party not to hold back, even if they won't hold back?

These people don't want to invite Master Huo to have a meal of hob meat and then run away, right?How much is the liquidated damages?

After thinking about it, I thought it would be better to be safe, so I reminded, "Everyone, let's stop here, this place is a bit far from the hospital."

The translator relayed the words to the past, and the ten people nodded frequently, and then strode back to their seats on the tatami.

Huo Yunting was also about to go to the field, but was grabbed by Hong Jinbao, "Hey, I said Master Huo, there are several judo champions among these people. Although it is not a regular competition and the scale is not very big, but after all It's a champion."

"Don't worry, brother, I know what's going on." Patting Hong Jinbao on the shoulder, Huo Yunting happily walked onto the stage.

It's still the same, this fight scene is just to get in touch with each other first, to test and test.But seeing the two groups of people sneer at each other, Ye Weixin felt scared.

What are you laughing at, is it possible that I still need to order a few more coffins?

So he strode to the center of the field and loudly reiterated that safety comes first.

It's just that looking at the expressions of these people, you know that they didn't take his words to heart.

One by one, they don't have a long memory, and they are waiting to go to the hospital to get a plaster cast. Ye Weixin cursed in his heart, and sat down on his armchair viciously with a full stomach.

Seeing Hong Jinbao commanding loudly, a thoughtful expression suddenly appeared on his face, "Master Chen, who do you think can win?"

On the one hand, relying on the strength of the crowd, and on the other hand, relying on the high strength of martial arts, when these eleven people met together, he was actually very curious about who would win and who would win.

"Let's see who keeps their hands." Chen Zhihui thought for a while, and added, "Even if you keep your hands, it's still a bit difficult to hit ten at a time. Although Master Huo once had a record of one to fifty at the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala, But that's a wheel fight—"

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, Master Chen, don't scare me, fifty for a dozen? Are you kidding me?" Ye Weixin almost slipped off the chair, and quickly checked with Chen Zhihui again.

"What are you doing to lie to you? The art troupe will find out about those martial arts schools participating in the Spring Festival Gala. It's almost going crazy."

While the two were talking, the lighting team on the second floor finally adjusted the headlights. Several beams of strong light hit the middle of the underground fighting arena, and a bright light rose in the gloomy fighting arena.

Huo Yunting rolled up his sleeves, and stood directly under the white light, dressed in austere black clothes, his aura surged up all of a sudden.

In terms of their director's technical terms, what is this called?screen language?use of color?He can't say what kind of atmosphere he can create by using lighting to create an atmosphere. Anyway, his intuition tells him that it must be good-looking to shoot like this.

Taking a deep breath, he gave Hong Jinbao a thumbs up. Hong Jinbao nodded, and then his strong and loud voice echoed in the room.

"action!"

Yamazaki Yoichi also took a deep breath at this time, relieving the tension in his heart, and it was finally coming.

Ye Wen strode to the middle of the ring, looked around, and then shouted, "I want to challenge 10!"

"Are you crazy? Don't be like this."

"I want to hit ten!" The voice sounded like a bell, rough and wild.Echoes echoed in this underground fighting arena.

Li Zhao who was standing beside him could not help but shudder.

Such a fierce voice.

Sato, who was on the second floor, also quickly shouted, "The 2th Division! Squad One! Squad Three! Squad Five!"

In the next second, ten people with evil looks in their eyebrows and eyes stood up in unison and surrounded Ye Wen in a "冂" shape.

Then put on a posture together, "Drink!"

Ye Wen's expression was stern, and he cupped his hands, which was the last trace of respect he could show as a warrior.

"what!!!"

With a loud shout, the person behind him moved out first, and a high-altitude roundabout kick went straight to Ye Wen's head, and then the other nine people also moved quickly and ran towards Ye Wen.

This kick was really not up to standard, he was really pinched as a soft persimmon, Huo Yunting snorted coldly, and threw him to the ground with a hug.

The man felt like his body was falling apart, his internal organs had changed their positions, and as soon as his eyes were focused, he saw a black shoe sole running towards his head.

Closing his eyes like death, his heart stopped slightly, and finally he only felt a gust of wind blowing across his face, and the soles of his shoes gently rubbed against the tip of his nose.

One move and you lose.

If Huo Yunting hadn't kept his hands back, his head would have exploded into flowers on the ground by now.

One move overturned one, and the remaining nine people were a little confused, and their momentum began to weaken a little.

Don't talk about other false names, just talk about reality, Huo Yunting's two karate championships are real.Although this group of people had already expected in their hearts that Huo Yunting would be stronger than they had imagined, no one thought that he would overthrow him with one move.

Is the opponent too strong or is the teammate making a mistake?

As the saying goes, hesitation will lead to defeat, and once this action slowed down, Huo Yunting seized the opportunity.

Hitting the face with elbows, holding hands and chopping necks, bowing left and right with both hands, they all greeted the head.For a while, crackling sounds continued in the small fighting arena.

"Good guy, these little devils really don't hold back at all, they are ruthless."

Xiong Dailin on the side was watching with gusto, when she suddenly heard Mr. Ye beside her say something like this, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, "Mr. Ye, has Mr. Huo always had the upper hand? Why do you say that the other party is merciless?"

Ye Zhun waved his hand, "This is your first time filming a martial arts scene. You may not understand a scene where one fights many."

"Generally speaking, in a scene where one enemy is many, one or two people will fight first, and after being beaten down, a few more will come again. The cycle repeats, and everyone is exhausted. This is the process."

The problem with this style of play is that only the protagonist and a few villains are doing the fighting, and the rest of the people are dangling around. When the ones fighting the protagonist lose, they will come back a few more, which will look very dull.

It is said that Cheng Long developed the furniture city style of play because this style of play seemed too fake and clumsy.

Let a group of people chase after him when there are many enemies, and deal with them one by one while running, until only one or two people are left in the end.In this way, the filming of the scene of one against many is understood, and the picture performance is very beautiful.

Of course, these are all gossip rumors.

Xiong Dailin nodded thoughtfully, she felt as if she had figured out what the problem was, but she didn't seem to figure it out.

Seeing that she was still a little ignorant, Ye Zhun directly pointed it out, "Look at Master Huo beating these guys, ten of them did it together. Hey, no, there are nine of them, why is one of them fishing in troubled waters?"

Letting Ye Zhun say this, Xiong Dailin suddenly realized that she understood where the problem was.

The problem is that this group of people is really 10 people together.

"But...why did the 10 of them go up together and didn't hold back any hands, yet Teacher Huo still beat him up so badly?"

After thinking about it, he added, "Could it be that these ten people have some hidden killer moves?"

She is not involved in the martial arts circle, but she has also heard that a move changes rapidly.From the current point of view, no matter how you say it, Mr. Huo has the upper hand. Those fists are as fast as the wind, and only afterimages and crackling sounds can be seen.

"Well, you think too much." Ye Zhun shook his head, and sighed with some emotion, "I can't stand this teammate's brains."

"The first move I met was a high-altitude roundabout kick, and my whole body was full of flaws."

While the two were chatting, Huo Yunting had already knocked down a few more people.

He grabbed and buckled one with a move of pressing arms, and he grinned his teeth in pain, and then punched his chest, and fell to the ground out of breath.

"Master Ye, Wing Chun still has capture?" Fan Shaohuang, who was squatting aside, had very keen eyesight, and found that Huo Yunting's capture seemed to be wrong.

Although he doesn't know Wing Chun, after a few months in the crew, he can be considered to know a little bit. Although he doesn't know much, he also knows that Wing Chun seems to be unstoppable.

Ye Zhun stroked his chin, with a smile on his face, "The capture is an improved version of Mr. Liang Bi, and my father and Mr. Liang have learned it."

This Wing Chun grappling is developed on the basis of Chi Shou. It is completely opposite to using force to fight. It uses the human body to break the legs and arms. If you are not careful, you will be permanently disabled.

Fan Shaohuang grinned when he heard this, "Master Huo really didn't spare any hands. He even used this kind of big killer move. What if he really hits a few missing arms and broken legs?"

"I still keep my hands." Ye Zhun shook his head, "Just because people use Wing Chun, doesn't mean they only know Wing Chun."

Fan Shaohuang was stunned for a moment, and his mouth began to suck, it really happened.

Xiong Dailin on the side didn't speak, she stared at the fighting arena with her shining eyes, her heart was extremely shocked.

As soon as he grabbed a person's arm, he suddenly felt a leg wind blowing behind him, and he bent over and rolled, the grabbed arm.Also began to break in the opposite direction.For a while, the pitiful screams of crying father and mother sounded again.

However, Huo Yunting acted with discretion, just a little bit of intimidation, seeing that he started to call his mother, he let go of his hand.

Up to now, five or six people have been completely knocked down. To be honest, Huo Yunting thinks that these people's skills are mediocre.It's not even comparable to the group of apprentices under Chen Hegao.

Chen Hegao's apprentices can be said to be omnipotent, every move is for your life, no matter how dirty it is.

He remembered correctly, some people even fell to the ground and shouted to go to the hospital after the beating.If Chen Hegao hadn't said that the competition was over, he felt that the kid could really go to the hospital for some kind of concussion and mental illness proof.

As for this group of judo masters, even though their moves are killer, they are still a bit rigid, giving Huo Yunting a sense of stiffness from doing radio gymnastics in school.

When he came back to his senses, someone in front of him suddenly hit his crotch with a slapped foot, and he tied the leg with his hands, and pulled it back, a 45-degree split-horse appeared in front of everyone.

Then, there was another burst of heart-wrenching roars, which made those who saw it feel sad and those who heard it shed tears.All the men present clamped their legs subconsciously.

It's just that the word horse is still somewhat incomplete.

Of course, the other one is that Huo Yunting didn't dare to use force, if he was stronger, this person's ligament would be torn directly.

The hands binding his calves were loosened, and the man fell to the ground, clutching his crotch, curled up like a shrimp.

At this time, there was only the last one left.

Huo Yunting looked up, it was Yamazaki Yoichi.

"Why, it's unfair to think that there are too many people?"

When he just hit him, he found that this kid had been fishing in troubled waters, circling around the outermost edge, and at most he was tentatively punching and kicking.

Yamazaki Yang took a big breath, and he felt that something was wrong with this.

If ten of them fight one, can there be a total of 2 minutes now?All nine have fallen.

Most importantly, he didn't even know how his nine teammates fell down.It seems that the other party can instantly incapacitate a person with just a random hand.

None of the nine judo masters could do anything to each other, let alone him who learned free kicking.

The reason why he came to the film crew was to prove to Huo Yunting that free fighting is better than karate and Tang Shou.

But looking at it now, he thinks it's better not to prove it. This is completely a crushing of strength. The technology he wants to show may be seen by others as the skill of a three-legged cat.

He felt that he might have a better chance of winning in the fight with his master Mosha.

Although he had already retreated in his heart, seeing the expectant eyes of the nine teammates on the ground, he couldn't give up without a fight, so he gritted his teeth and assumed a fighting posture.

Huo Yunting walked forward with strides, Yamazaki Yang felt his hairs stand on end.

The left leg swung suddenly, made a fake move, and then punched.Huo Yunting dodged sideways, turned around and walked towards him with his back.

Before Yamazaki Yoichi could react, the person had already arrived in front of him, his arms clamped around his neck like an iron lock.

Then he climbed his neck and threw him down, throwing him over.

Two-word pliers Yangma chuck, one hand clasped his jaw, and the other hand punched him straight in the face.

Every time the fist touched the tip of his nose slightly, he withdrew his hand, only to feel the gust of fist blowing so that he couldn't open his eyes.

After dozens of punches, the legs holding his head loosened. With a "plop", Huo Yunting fell to the ground, so far, Huo Yunting hit ten and won the victory.

No one in the audience applauded, because Huang Baiming was busy calling the medical staff to rush to the rescue.

While Huo Yunting was wiping his face with a towel, the limping Yamazaki Yoichi was also sitting on a chair beside him.

After wiping his face, Huo Yunting lit a cigarette and asked casually, "This is better than what you said."

Yamazaki Yoichi lowered his head and said nothing.

The smog filled the air, making it difficult to see the expression on Huo Yunting's face, "There is no distinction between high and low martial arts, only the strength of the martial arts practitioner."

(End of this chapter)