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Chapter 102 Gambling

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    Beijing Film and Television City, the rehearsal hall of the crew of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".  The duel between Tang Xiaosheng and Wu Gang, the martial arts director, will take place in the hall. More than 40 martial arts practitioners who were rehearsing the show stepped aside to make a clear space.  In order to avoid injuries during the duel, Tang Xiaosheng and Wu Gang wore protective gear on their heads and chests, and boxing gloves on their hands.  At the same time, the two sides also agreed that during the fight, only shots are allowed and no kicks are allowed.  The reason why it is stipulated that you cannot use your feet is because the lethality of your feet is too great, and you are afraid of any accidents.  After all, Tang Xiaosheng is the male protagonist invited by the crew. If he is injured in the fight, it will seriously affect the filming of the entire TV series. No one can bear this responsibility.  Simply put, the contest between Tang Xiaosheng and Wu Gang is equivalent to a boxing match with protective gear.  The game was about to start. While helping Tang Xiaosheng put on his gloves and protective gear, Xiao Longnu warned softly: "Go on, be careful later." "Don't worry, Long'er, I know what I know." Tang Xiaosheng said calmly.  He said, his face looking very calm.  "Brother, you must work hard!" Guo Xiang clenched her fist and said in a childish voice.  Tang Xiaosheng smiled slightly, stroked her head gently, and said nothing.  After a while, all the protective gear and gloves were put on. He concentrated his attention and walked slowly to the center of the hall.  Wu Gang, the martial arts instructor opposite, was also ready and walked to the center of the hall.  The two of them hugged each other and saluted, and the game started immediately.  At this moment, several martial artists on the sidelines began to discuss quietly.  "Who do you think will win, between Tang Xiaosheng and the martial arts instructor?" "Isn't this nonsense? You don't know the skills of the martial arts instructor. One of them can beat ten of us. I guess Tang Xiaosheng will be beaten down in less than three moves.  "Isn't Tang Xiaosheng that bad? I saw a report in the newspaper that Tang Xiaosheng once captured five kidnappers, and his skills were very good." "Tang Xiaosheng, do you believe this kind of news report?"  "There are not many people with real skills. Tang Xiaosheng can support three moves at most, right? I think there is still hope for five moves." Several martial arts practitioners expressed their feelings about this competition.  However, their opinions seemed to be inconsistent. Some said that Tang Xiaosheng would be defeated by Wu Gang in three moves, some said in five moves, and some in ten moves. No one could convince anyone.  At this time, a martial artist suddenly suggested: "How about this, I'll make a bet. If you bet that Tang Xiaosheng will fall to the ground with three moves, the odds are 2 to 1; if you fall to the ground with five moves, you will pay 3 to 1; if you bet to fall to the ground with ten moves, you will lose 5 to 1.  "Which one of you wants to bet?" "I'll bet 300 yuan on three moves." "I'll bet 400 yuan on Tang Xiaosheng's three moves." "I think you two are too careful."  I don¡¯t dare to make money. How can Tang Xiaosheng survive three moves? I think the martial arts director can knock him down with one move. I bet 700 yuan and he will fall to the ground in three moves. " "Oh, you guys look down on Tang Xiaosheng too much.  I think he still has two brushes. I bet on five moves to fall, 50 yuan. " As soon as the bet started, more than 40 martial arts players joined.  Coming in, more than half of them bet that Tang Xiaosheng would be knocked down in three moves, and only three of them bet that he could survive five moves.  Seeing this, Guo Xiang couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward, curled his lips and said to the martial arts practitioners: "How can you look down on my elder brother so much? I want to bet on my elder brother to win." Listen  When she said this, dozens of martial arts practitioners smiled. They just thought that the little girl Guo Xiang was quite cute, and she was still at the age where she loved fantasy.  At this time, Wu Xing, who started the gambling game, said to Guo Xiang: "You can bet on Tang Xiaosheng to win. I'll give you odds of 1 to 20. How about that?" Guo Xiang replied without even thinking, "Okay, I'll bet on you."  " At this point, he touched his pocket with his little hand and found that he didn't have a penny on him, so he turned around and said to the little dragon girl beside him, "Sister Long, can you lend me some money? They started a gambling game.  I want to bet on my eldest brother to win." Xiao Longnu was not interested in the bet, but she still had the duty to support Tang Xiaosheng. She said softly, "How much will Xiang'er bet?" Guo Xiang blinked and thought for a moment, then said: "  1,000 yuan." Without even frowning, Xiao Longnu took out her wallet from her arms and handed her ten brand-new hundred yuan bills.  "Thank you, Sister Long!" After saying that, Guo Xiang walked back with 1,000 yuan, found Wu Xing who was running the gambling game, handed the money to him, and said, "I bet on my eldest brother to win." Wu Xing couldn't help but be startled. Unexpectedly  Guo Yixiang made such a generous move and seriously declared: "Do you thinkYou understand, after you bet this 1,000 yuan, if Tang Xiaosheng loses, I will not refund the money to you.  " Guo Xiangqiong wrinkled her nose: "I don't need you to refund the money, big brother will definitely win!  " Wu Xing nodded: "Okay, 1,000 yuan, bet Tang Xiaosheng to win, the odds are 20 to 1.  "Seeing this, the martial arts players next to them were immediately envious of the martial artist who started the gambling game, because they felt that he had made 1,000 yuan from Guo Xiang in vain. As soon as the martial arts gamblers finished betting, the match between Tang Xiaosheng and Wu Gang also started.  The competition venue is a circle with a diameter of about ten meters in the center of the rehearsal hall. The rules are very simple. Whoever gets out of the circle first loses! With a crisp metallic sound, the competition officially begins.  Before it disappeared, Wu Gang kicked his feet and rushed out quickly, and a fast and fierce straight punch came. Tang Xiaosheng concentrated slightly, took two steps to the right, turned sideways, and struck in time.  Escaped. In the past seven days, Tang Xiaosheng practiced the "Jade Girl - Heart Sutra" with Xiao Longnu every night. As his internal strength increased, his strength, reaction speed, and agility increased by more than one level just now.  This punch seemed ordinary to Tang Xiaosheng, and it was not difficult to dodge. However, Wu Gang's punch was just a test. He only used less than 30% of his strength to dodge it easily.  , was slightly startled, without thinking much, he clenched his fists and struck again quickly! Whoosh! In the blink of an eye, Wu Gang punched again, this time with 70% of the force.  The speed and power of these two punches were nearly doubled! Seeing his extremely fast punching speed, many martial arts practitioners on the side couldn't help but be startled. What surprised them even more was.  It¡¯s Tang Xiaosheng, because he managed to avoid these two punches unharmed. ¡°Good boy, you¡¯re very fast!  "Wu Gang couldn't help but praise. Tang Xiaosheng's strength was a bit beyond his expectation. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wu Gang's face darken, his fists together, protecting his chest, his toes clasped inward, his knees  Slightly bent, the shape was a bit weird, but he looked ready to go. Seeing Wu Gang's posture, a martial arts practitioner on the sidelines suddenly lit up, and whispered to himself excitedly: "It seems that the martial arts instructor.  He's about to unleash his seven deadly punches!  " "Seven deadly punches?  what?  "Another martial artist asked doubtfully. "The Seven Deadly Fists are a set of fast, fierce and strange combination punches. They are the martial arts instructor's specialty. It is said that so far, no one has been able to evade them.  These seven punches.  A few years ago, the martial arts instructor once used these seven punches to kill a gangster. Others called these seven punches the 'Seven Deadly Punch'!  " "Wow, so powerful?  Isn't Tang Xiaosheng going to be in trouble?  " Several Wu Xing just finished speaking. At this time, with a crash, Wu Gang suddenly jumped out, like a ferocious cheetah, with an astonishing speed. Seeing this, Tang Xiaosheng was also slightly shocked. He had never seen such a  The speed was as fast as a hurricane, rushing towards him in the blink of an eye. Before he had time to think, Wu Gang's fists were already coming like a violent storm, one punch after another.  Punch, each punch is stronger than the other, without stopping! Whoosh! Whoosh! The six punches are like a punching net, and Tang Xiaosheng is hit.  He was almost suffocated by the pressure, and one flying punch after another flew past his eyes, and the wind of the punches was even more whistling. Among the flying fists, Tang Xiaosheng just relied on instinct to dodge left and right!  Hide! Just when he was lucky enough to avoid the first six punches, there was a whoosh, and a strange lower hook suddenly shot out from the bottom up, hitting his chin directly! Tang Xiaosheng was shocked. This punch was too big!  Unexpectedly, the internal energy in his body suddenly surged, and he kicked his feet violently, taking a few steps behind him at full speed. With a slight muffled sound, the uppercut passed by Tang Xiaosheng's chest, just grazing his.  Collar! "Huh-" Tang Xiaosheng breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he dodged in time. If he had just been hit by this uppercut on the chin, he would have probably been knocked unconscious on the spot.  , Wu Gang also stared wide-eyed. This result was completely beyond his expectation. In his more than ten years of martial arts career, there were only two people who could stand to receive his seven punches, and one was the national Sanda king at that time.  Hu Daqiang, the other one is Tang Xiaosheng in front of me! "Good boy, you really have a trick!  "Wu Gang's face showed joy. For a martial arts fanatic like him, meeting a master is like picking up a treasure. It is a very happy thing.What was different from the excited expressions just now was that the dozens of martial artists on the sidelines all had downcast faces.  Because the contest between Tang Xiaosheng and Wu Gang had already passed three moves, and Tang Xiaosheng had not yet been defeated, half of the Wu Xings participating in the bet had already made wrong bets.  What's even worse is that until now in the game, Wu Gang has been attacking, and Tang Xiaosheng has been defending from beginning to end. He has never thrown a punch at all, and he has always maintained a calm expression on his face, which looks a bit deep.  The way it looks like.  In fact, Tang Xiaosheng was not calm at this time. Thinking of Wu Gang's seven punches just now, he still had lingering fears.  If Wu Gang hits the seven fatal punches again, Tang Xiaosheng has no confidence that he can avoid them again.  As the saying goes, offense is the best defense. Tang Xiaosheng concentrated his attention, clenched his fists lightly, and said to himself: "It seems that it's time for me to take action."
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