I went berserk in the movie world

Chapter 44 Hit me, hit me with your fists!

in a few days

Boxing Championship Opening

The theater was quite large, and the three or four hundred seats were almost full.

Song Sheng led his men in and sat down in the empty seats next to Hong Zhennan and Fei Bo.

Hong Zhennan nodded in greeting, then asked with some surprise, "Master Song, isn't Master Ye here?"

In fact, among all the masters in the martial arts school, Ip Man, with whom he fought to a draw, was the one that Hung Chun-nam paid the most attention to.

Compared to the other masters recruited by the martial arts academy, Master Ip gave Hung Chun-nam the most positive impression, and he could vaguely see his own reflection when he first came to Hong Kong Island in him.

As for the others...

To be honest, he doesn't look like a boxing instructor, but rather a boxer.

Especially this young Master Song in front of them, when he doesn't fight, he's fine, but when he does fight, he almost never holds back. There's a strange sense of generational difference between him and the older generation of martial arts practitioners.

However, when it comes to promoting traditional Chinese martial arts, the other party is absolutely dedicated.

In terms of publicity work in the newspapers, it covered almost the entire Hong Kong in the shortest possible time, which was something Hung Chun-nam appreciated the most.

Song Sheng sat up straight and turned to explain, "Master Ye has gone on a long trip."

"Going on a long trip? Back to the mainland?"

"No, he was sent to explore overseas markets."

Hong Zhennan was stunned after hearing this:

Expanding into overseas markets?

These words together are a bit hard to understand.

Fatty muttered in a low voice, "What a joke. You've only been open for a short time, and you're already talking about expanding into overseas markets? What a load of nonsense."

After a brief silence, Hong Zhennan still asked, "Did you leave a long time ago?"

"About a few days ago, the journey from here to Europe was a bit rushed, as the travel time alone would take quite a few days, so we arranged to leave as soon as possible."

"Europe, huh?" I thought it would be Southeast Asia...

Song Sheng smoothly picked up the conversation: "By the way, Master Hong, when we go on stage for the opening ceremony, could our martial arts academy perform first?"

Hong Zhennan frowned.

Fatty Bo said with great dissatisfaction, "Hey kid, don't push your luck! Master Hong put in the money and effort for this boxing match, he's already being generous by giving you a chance to perform. You still want to be the first to get the prize? Don't you understand—"

"Alright," Hong Zhennan raised his hand to interrupt, "Does Master Song have any special arrangements?"

Song Sheng: "For this opening performance, I plan to have several masters from the National Martial Arts Academy perform together, which will make the atmosphere even more exciting."

Hong Zhennan was surprised.

It was just an opening performance, and each master, concerned about their reputation, maintained a certain level of restraint, usually having their disciples go through the motions on their behalf.

But the martial arts academy actually had all the masters perform together!

Wouldn't this be a waste of talent?

Seeing that Song Sheng was serious, Hong Zhennan thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright, since your martial arts academy is taking this boxing match so seriously, then you can be the ones to start the fight."

"Thank you, Master Hong."

Having finalized the matter, Song Sheng turned to Wu Jiuge and the others and gave them a meaningful look.

He had already given instructions before we came: the opening performance wasn't the main thing; the main thing was that if anyone caused trouble on stage during the opening performance, we should find an opportunity to beat them to death!

In Song Sheng's martial arts school this time, besides Ip Man who has already arranged to take a boat to Europe to challenge various boxing champions in order to make a name for Eastern martial arts.

Among the other masters were Wu Jiuge of Bajiquan, Cheng Beiwang of Tan Tui, Deng Changjiang of Cai Li Fo, and Jin Shanzhao of Zhizimen.

Everyone was present!

All five of them, including Song Sheng, were wearing the martial arts school's training clothes, which meant they had been prepared in advance.

The lights in the stands gradually dimmed.

Fill lights shone brightly on the boxing ring.

It's time to start!

The host took the stage and began to engage the audience: "Ladies and gentlemen..."

A moment later, Hong Zhennan instructed Song Sheng, "Master Song, you can bring your people onto the field now."

"Alright," Song Sheng looked at the boxing ring bathed in lights, stretched his stiff neck, and said lightly, "Remember what I said, go for it."

Wu Jiuge and the other three looked at each other and went on stage one after another.

Although the four people have four different styles of martial arts, it's just for an opening performance. They only need to demonstrate the most basic martial arts skills, which is easy to handle.

Offstage, people from martial arts schools started beating drums to cheer them on!

The deep, resonant sound of drums echoed slowly inside and outside the theater.

In a dimly lit corner of the room, Tornado, the boxing champion wearing only shorts under his boxing robe, walked over and patted the foreign police superintendent on the shoulder: "Hey, bro."

The foreign police superintendent and August, the event organizer sitting at the same table, stood up with smiles and shook hands with each other.

The foreign police superintendent joked, "Hey, Taylor, we've prepared some great entertainment for you before the competition."

"Thank you." Tornado sat down.

They observed with great interest the four people, including Wu Jiuge, who were stretching their muscles and performing in the center of the arena, using the style of sinking their shoulders and dropping their elbows, and performing the "Ma Chong Quan" (a type of martial arts technique).

Unlike the students in the boxing gym, Wu Jiuge and his group had years of martial arts experience. Although their boxing stances were also performance-style, their performance was much more impressive than that of the students in the gym.

Tornado glanced at it a few more times before chuckling and asking, "Hey, what is this? Is it British pantomime? Why are they dancing and shouting on stage, and making strange movements?"

"This is not a pantomime, this is Chinese Kung Fu."

They shouted on stage because they believed that shouting would make them more powerful.

"Is that so?" Tornado became interested and suddenly stood up with a mischievous grin. "Then I'll give them more reasons to scream."

August remained noncommittal.

The foreign police superintendent paused for a moment, then laughed maliciously, "Hahaha, go ahead, Taylor!"

In front of the ring

Staff members helped to untie the ropes around the ring, and Tornado stepped onto the stage in full view of the crowd.

Having caught wind of this, the host immediately began to stir things up: "Ladies and gentlemen, the boxing champion Tornado is eager to try his hand at it; he seems very interested in Chinese martial arts!"

A round of applause immediately erupted from the audience.

Just then, the drumming stopped, and Wu Jiuge and his group finished their opening performance, putting down their fists and standing up straight.

Tornado looked around, smiled, and walked up to Wu Jiuge, hands on her hips, saying in English, "Very nice!"

Wu Jiuge: Hmm? What's Wai Rui?

He couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

However, some people applauded, seemingly as a form of praise, so Wu Jiuge didn't immediately consider it as causing trouble.

The tornado grew even more unrestrained, lifting its boxing robe to reveal its well-defined abs, making a fist gesture, and pointing to itself: "Punch me!"

This statement carries a strong provocative tone even in everyday language, but in the boxing ring, it's practically a declaration of war!

But Wu Jiuge and the others couldn't understand it, making it difficult for them to judge the appropriate force.

Tornado couldn't hold back any longer. He suddenly raised his voice, veins bulging on his neck, and yelled, "Punch me, come on!!!"

The four people on stage now felt a connection. Before, they thought the foreigner was having a friendly exchange because he was all smiles.

Now it seems that this person is probably the troublemaker the boss was talking about.

Wu Jiuge turned to Song Sheng for a final confirmation.

Song Sheng smiled, then stood up from his seat, his confident tone suddenly filling the entire room:

"Give him his wish, beat him to death!!!"

The surrounding audience all stared at him in astonishment.

On the boxing ring, Tornado wasn't angry at all. Instead, noticing that Wu Jiuge and the others were about to make a move, he laughed even more unrestrainedly, suddenly putting his hands on his hips and excitedly saying:

"Yes! Come on, baby!"