My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 140 The first public live broadcast of the Golden Bell Mask

The rest room at the backstage of Wulin Feng.

"Master, you knocked away a monk and a tiger with one punch, you are so handsome!"

"Handsome?"

"Very handsome, very handsome!"

Bai Xiaoni was talking loudly, she was more excited than the master.

"This punch, what should I say... Oh, yes, 20 years of skill, let's see who still doubts it!" Bai Xiaoni said proudly.

"That's right, no one dares to question it anymore." Gao Meng answered, equally excited, "I saw all the black fans at the scene speechless. They were so happy. They were all dumbfounded!"

"Haha, it's so funny to see how shocked they are."

While talking, several members of the team sat down for a short rest. There will be a donation ceremony later. Regardless of winning or losing, Jiang Yang will donate 100 million as charity.

"What's the reaction from netizens? Are there fewer people trolling?" Jiang Yang asked.

The live broadcast has just ended.

"Hey, boss, you can see for yourself." Li Lei handed over the phone.

"Monk Yihu lost. Why did he lose? I'm still confused." The first comment he saw was, "Haha!" Jiang Yang laughed, "This netizen is still confused."

"Many, many netizens didn't see it clearly. The referee's voice hadn't even finished yet. It was too fast. Not to mention the netizens, I actually didn't even see it clearly. I watched the video replay later to find out what was going on." Li Lei sighed.

Jiang Yang smiled and continued reading the comments.

"I didn't expect Monk Yihu to be defeated at all."

"This is the biggest upset in the fighting world this year."

"The worst defeat ever for a tiger."

"I just said that the monk Yihu is not strong enough."

Haha, Jiang Yang laughed again, "Some netizens are saying that Monk Yihu is no longer strong. That's not what they said before."

"This is the public opinion on the Internet. This time, boss, you showed your strength and defeated the monk and tiger with one punch. Except for a few idiots, everyone has nothing to say." Li Lei said.

"Is anyone still questioning it?" Jiang Yang asked.

"Yes." Li Lei said with a smile, "There are some idiots who say that Yihu took the money and deliberately lost. This kind of nonsense is rare. Most netizens, including black fans, are speechless this time."

"Haha, boss, look at you, this person seems to be from the black fan group, he is eating dog food on the live broadcast." Gao Meng laughed.

You should watch the live broadcast of eating dog food.

Jiang Yang, Li Lei, and Bai Xiaoni all came together.

It was Chen Peng eating dog food live.

"Are you really eating dog food?" Bai Xiaoni asked with a smile.

"It's true." Gao Meng replied.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. The Jiangyang thief KOs a tiger in ten seconds. I said eat dog food, and I will keep my word."

In the video, Chen Peng grabbed a handful of dog food and was eating it, drinking water while eating.

"Haha, Brother Peng, you really eat dog food!" Wang Yu posted a barrage.

All the members of the anti-fan group were there and laughing.

"Brother Peng, what does the dog food taste like?"

"It's okay." Chen Peng replied.

"puff……"

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Yu laughed so hard, "Wang Yu, you're still laughing. I'm eating dog food live. When will you perform a handstand to eat dog food? I still have half a pack left for you."

"What does it have to do with me?" Wang Yu's words flickered.

"I have screenshots." Chen Peng said.

Wang Yu once said that he could eat dog food while standing on his head.

"Back off."

Wang Yu slipped away directly.

Haha!

The boys in the black fan group laughed again.

"Dog food actually tastes pretty good." It was Bai Xiaoni who spoke.

"You have eaten?"

Bai Xiaoni nodded. She had raised pets.

At this time, the door opened.

Xia Weiwei and Wang Qiang came back, and they went to visit the monk Yihu.

"I'm back, how are you?"

"Boss, the monk Yihu has a broken right hand, and the other problems are not big." Wang Qiang replied.

understood.

After a few more chats, a few people went out, and there was a donation ceremony.

Originally, the monk Yihu was present, but now he did not appear due to injury.

Even the martial arts monk Yihu was absent from the afternoon martial arts show.

Many netizens are concerned about the status of the monk Yihu.

There is no news all day.

It wasn't until the next day that Monk Yihu's agent posted a video to reveal Monk Yihu's condition. In the video, Yihu was in the hospital with a plaster on his right hand.

It also shows that Yihu will not be able to record any subsequent martial arts shows due to a broken arm.

It won’t get better without half a year of cultivation.

This also revealed the last doubts of netizens. The monk Yihu was really defeated, and the Jiangyang thief punched him to the bone.

Wang Yu immediately uploaded the video to the black fans group.

"I guessed it was a broken bone."

"I watched the video several times in the morning, and the more I watched it, the more I felt that Gang Yang's punch was really awesome. He made a tiger fly up with one punch and his feet were off the ground."

"I saw Lift too."

"Why is Jiangyang Bandit so powerful? Even Tai Song can't do it with a single punch. Let's say he can knock Wu Monk and Yihu into the air. Wu Monk and Yihu weigh 75 kilograms, and their strength is not too small."

"Anyway, I can no longer understand the Jiangyang Thief. I can't tell whether he is a master or just pretending."

"My analysis." Wang Yu spoke in the group, "Last night I watched all the videos of Gang Yang Dao. We have all been deceived. Gang Yang has been lying to us all this time. Let's put it this way. He has been pretending to be a pig. Tiger is an old scammer."

"He's an old swindler who pretends to be powerful even though he's capable." Chen Peng emerged from the crowd.

"Why pretend?"

Why, Wang Yu and Chen Peng couldn't figure it out.

"drop!"

When Wang Yu was watching the chat in the group, a message popped up on his phone, "The anchor Jiang Yang Dao you are following is live broadcasting."

Hey, Jiangyang Bandit is live.

First, he said something in the group, and Wang Yu clicked into Jiang Yang Dao's live broadcast room.

The background of the live broadcast room is a martial arts performance hall, surrounded by sandbags, wooden mannequins, and various weapons.

"A generational master, Mr. Jiang Yang, the number one master in Hunan Province, joined the King of Kings Club and took office as the general consultant of martial arts!"

A banner caught Wang Yu's eyes.

the Grand Master.

The more it blows, the more outrageous it is.

Wang Yu had a hunch that based on her understanding of Jiangyang Gang, it would not be strange for him to use slogans such as "Invincible", "The First Master in the World" and "Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance" in the next moment.

Thinking back then, after defeating a Thunder Dragon, one could claim to be the best master in Hunan Province, but now that one has defeated the monk Yihu, one would not be able to claim oneself as a "Grand Master".

Wang Yu's eyes moved to Jiangyang Thief. Objectively speaking, this guy's image and temperament were not bad. He was wearing a moon-white martial arts uniform. Sitting there, he had the temperament of a master.

Of course, you can't care about what he has done in the past, as that has nothing to do with being a master.

There were reporters on site, more than a dozen reporters, and forty or fifty club students, all witnessing the event.

"Kakaka!" The reporter was taking pictures.

Jiangyang and club general manager Xia Weiwei signed a letter of appointment respectively, and then the two of them picked up the letter of appointment together and let media reporters take photos.

"Clap clap clap!"

The students around him applauded enthusiastically.

When the applause stopped, Xia Weiwei spoke, "Thank you very much, friends from the media. Next is question time. Do you have anything to ask?"

More than a dozen reporters all raised their hands.

Xia Weiwei clicked on a male reporter from Southeast TV Sports Channel.

"Jiang Yang Da...Mr. Jiang." The male reporter almost called out "Jiang Yang Da Bandit". After all, this is not the Internet. "Mr. Jiang, there are doubts on the Internet about you defeating the monk Yihu, saying that this game A lot of doubts.”

"What's the doubt?" Jiang Yang said.

"The biggest question everyone has is that Monk Yihu's strength shouldn't be knocked down in such a short period of time. Last week everyone saw the showdown between you and Thunder Dragon. There is no reason why Monk Yihu should be better than Lei. Netizens are puzzled by the fact that Long is not as strong as him." said the male reporter.

"Haha!" Jiang Yang laughed, "Your doubts are understandable. I saw some netizens saying that the fight between me and Thunder Dragon was a script, and it was all nonsense."

After a pause, Jiang Yang raised his voice and said, "Let's put it this way, of course Thunder Dragon is not said to be stronger than Yihu. Do you believe me when I tell you the real reason?"

"What's the reason?" the male reporter was curious.

Wang Yu, netizens watching the live broadcast are also curious, is there anything else that everyone doesn’t know?

"I showed mercy when I beat the Thunder Dragon. If I get serious, I can still KO the Thunder Dragon in one second... Hey, don't you believe this look on your face?"

The reporters’ expressions of disdain.

Brontosaurus was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his face was covered in blood. How could he be said to be merciful?

Do you still want to thank you for your mercy?

"You don't believe me when I tell the truth." Jiang Yang showed a helpless expression, "Well, I don't blame you. If I say that the monk Yihu is just a three-legged cat in my eyes, it will be really hard to convince you. Well, today is also a rare opportunity. Am I bragging? Why don't you guys try it yourself? This journalist friend, you are over 1.8 meters tall and you should be strong enough. Do you want the two of us to try it out?"

Jiang Yang looked at the male reporter with a smile.

"no no!"

The male reporter shook his head without even thinking about it. Although he is 1.8 meters five, he is tall and has strength, but if he wants to fight Jiang Yang, he will definitely not be able to do it.

Jiang Yang smiled, "Don't be afraid. If you hit me, I won't fight back. Just stand still."

"Come on, everyone, please give way."

As they spoke, the reporters stepped back and the surrounding club students spread out, leaving an open space.

Jiang Yang stood in the center of the field a few steps, glanced at the reporters, and said: "Yesterday, I fought against Wu Monk Yihu, and I was a little disappointed. You should be able to receive a punch from me, but as you can see, this is nothing like a golden bell, it is simply discrediting the martial arts of the golden bell."

"Today I take this opportunity to let everyone see the real golden bell."

"Wow, dear reporters and netizens who are watching the live broadcast." Xia Weiwei interjected, "This is Teacher Jiang's first time to perform the golden bell in public. The opportunity is very rare, so everyone should watch carefully."

Not to mention, netizens are really interested.

Netizens who are familiar with Jiang Yang Da Dao know that Jiang Yang Da Dao has always claimed that he has practiced the Golden Bell Mask. I heard him brag about it. Has he really cultivated the Golden Bell Mask?

No one has ever seen it, and the Gangster has never performed in public.

He wanted to perform the Golden Bell Cover, and Wang Yu became interested.

Journalists also became interested.

"Journalist friend, you can attack me as much as you like. I won't fight back. I'll let you experience my golden bell first." Jiang Yang said and put his hands behind his back.

"You can punch or kick, come on."

The male reporter was still a little hesitant, "I really hit you, why don't you fight back?"

"Don't fight back. Now that there are so many media reporters and live broadcasts, can I still open my eyes and talk nonsense? Besides, you are not a professional fighter. Is it glorious that I defeated you?" Jiang Yang encouraged.

Also.

"Okay!" The male reporter agreed, handed the microphone to his colleague, and took a few steps forward to Jiang Yang.

Roll up your sleeves.

"I really hit it?"

"up to you."

After saying that, the male reporter did not dare to use force. First he tentatively punched Jiang Yang in the chest. Seeing that Jiang Yang was fine, he punched harder the second time.

"Snapped!"

This punch hit the chest firmly.

wow~~
Really all right?

The male reporter showed a surprised expression. His fist hurt a little, as if he had been punched on a stone.

"Use some force. I suggest you hit me on the head. Don't be afraid. Use your little fist to tickle me." Jiang Yang smiled.

After taking a breath, the male reporter punched him hard.

The punch hit the bridge of the nose.

After the beating, the male reporter realized that he was impulsive. If he was injured...hey, is everything okay?
Jiang Yang was still smiling.

"Are you... okay?" The male reporter was a little dumbfounded.

He just punched hard.

And the bridge of the nose, which is still fragile, was fine.

Look carefully, it's indeed okay.

"This is the golden bell cover?" The male reporter asked uncertainly.

"That's right." Jiang Yang nodded, "How many more times?"

"it is good!"

The male reporter attacked again, targeting the head.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"... The male reporter punched Jiang Yang's head four or five times in a row, like punching a sandbag.

"Wow, are you saying this is true or not? Is it okay to hit your head with a sandbag?" Wang Yu posted a message in the black fan group.

"Is this male reporter a bastard?" someone in the group said.

"If it's true, there's something about this golden bell."

"Is it a promise?"

Several people in the group didn't believe it.

The male reporter had stopped, his expression completely dumbfounded.

Is this all right?

Don't blame the netizens in the group for being a little unconvinced. Even the other reporters at the scene looked at this male reporter with a little doubt, whether he was a liar or not.

In the end, they didn't believe Jiangyang Bandit was so powerful.

Can't believe there's any gold bell jar.

Times have changed. In modern society, most of those who say they have cultivated the Golden Bell Jar will not believe it.

"Other reporter friends, you can all come up. Today I will be a sandbag for a while, and you can all come and punch me a few times." Jiang Yang said.

Can every journalist give it a try?

"Let me try it." Immediately a reporter raised his hand.

"Come on, if you don't believe me, come and experience it yourself."

The reporter stepped forward.

Just when the reporters were curious and approached, there was a big G at a traffic light one kilometer away from the club.

Sitting in the car was a man in his early thirties wearing glasses.

This man's face is somewhat similar to Xia Weiwei's. He is Xia Weiwei's brother Xia Ming. Not long after he returned from Seoul, he was heading to the club to personally meet the so-called "No. [-] master in Hunan Province" invited by his sister.

"Mr. Xia, look." A female assistant next to her was watching the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

Xia Ming's eyes moved to the live broadcast screen. A reporter was punching Jiang Yang in front of the door. Jiang Yang remained motionless and allowed the reporter to hit him.

"Is the golden bell cover real or fake?" the female assistant asked curiously.

"It's just a small trick that can only scare some reporters who have no power to restrain themselves." Xia Ming dismissed it.

The implication is that I don’t think this is anything great.

(End of this chapter)