Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 208 Of course it's me, could it be Ip Man?
Hearing his words, Zhen Zidan frowned, but didn't say anything.

He wanted to teach Qi Hui a lesson, but he didn't want the matter to become public knowledge.

What if someone says he bullies the weak?
Although Zhen Zidan is arrogant, he is not really stupid. Besides... without cameras, the impact of bloodshed will not be so great!
Soon, several stagehands quickly moved around and collected everyone's cell phones.

You don't have to give it to me, I won't force you, but if you don't give it to me, then leave here for now and come back after the competition.

Jing Tian looked at Qi Hui and whispered, "Be careful, don't get hurt."

Having spent so much time together, she naturally knew that Qi Hui was exceptionally skilled, but even so, she was still somewhat worried.

Qi Hui smiled and whispered, "I'll go all out, is that alright?"

Jing Tian was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "As long as no one dies, I can handle it for you!"

"That's good..." Qi Hui chuckled softly.

Qi Hui brandished a staff that reached his eyebrows, preparing to fight Zhen Zi one-on-one.

"This Qi Hui is troublesome..." Zhang Hanyu sighed slightly, somewhat helplessly. Young people are young people after all, and they are very impetuous.

He lost his composure with just a slight provocation.

Zhou Zhaolong crossed his arms and frowned slightly: "Do you think he can win now?"

"I thought we could win before, but now... I'm not sure." Lu Huiguang hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.
“I’m worried we might be mistaken. There shouldn’t be any more of those desperados like the Big Circle Boys on the mainland now.”

If Donnie Yen wins, he'll probably become even more audacious, making things even more difficult for them.

But at that moment, Yang Zhigang rushed over: "Wait a minute!"

While shouting, he handed Qi Hui a wooden spear.

The kind of standard wooden rifle used by the military for bayonet training.

"You actually have something like this with you?" Qi Hui raised an eyebrow, surprised.

"Hehe... I use it for training too," Yang Zhigang laughed.

He vividly remembered the scene of Qi Hui taking on three opponents single-handedly in the Marine Corps last time, and he longed to do the same.

Naturally, I wanted to practice, since the troops had already taught me all the essentials.

Although it's a basic version for recruits, it's sufficient for dealing with most people.

"Thanks." Qi Hui patted his shoulder.

Yang Zhigang nodded and quickly returned to the crowd.

Zhang Hanyu was somewhat shocked: "That's a wooden gun? The kind used for bayonet fighting?"

He didn't come from a military compound, but many of his friends did.

Those people yearn for military life, and their lifestyles bear the imprint of the military.

For example, Feng Yuanzheng and Li Xiaoran both came from the Air Force compound.

There's also Hu Jun, who came from the Navy Political Department compound.

Even Wang Zongjun himself was a retired reconnaissance soldier.

He was very familiar with this kind of wooden gun used for bayonet fighting, having seen it at many of his friends' homes.

“Yes!” Yang Zhigang nodded excitedly.

“You guys…” Zhang Hanyu looked at Yang Zhigang, then at Qi Hui, with a puzzled expression.

"Let me tell you something," Yang Zhigang whispered. "In the Marine Corps brigade, he took down even the veteran frogmen who were sergeants at the third rank."

Zhang Hanyu looked like he'd seen a ghost: "So fierce... then what happened just now?"

"Hehehe..." Yang Zhigang chuckled strangely, looking like he was watching a show.

He only mentioned that Qi Hui had provoked Wang Hong, but not that Qi Hui had fought three opponents at once.

It's as shocking that beating three new recruits wasn't as effective as beating a sergeant major.

Zhang Hanyu took a deep breath, his eyes also lighting up with excitement.

The real show is about to begin!

Seeing Qi Hui take the wooden gun, Zhen Zidan frowned inexplicably, then rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, put on your protective gear."

"I don't need it," Qi Hui said calmly. "If you're afraid, then wear it."

The other party had already fallen into the trap, so Qi Hui was too lazy to pretend anymore.

Zhen Zidan's expression darkened slightly. He picked up a red-tasseled spear, shook it, and then stopped talking.

He had a strange feeling that something was wrong; had the agreement he had drafted been too hasty?

Seeing that the two were ready, Huo Yaoliang walked over with a megaphone and said, "You two handsome guys, remember that harmony brings wealth."

"When it comes to fighting, stop when you've made a move and don't hurt anyone."

Qi Hui didn't speak, preparing for the bayonet charge, while Ding Bu raised his gun.

Zhen Zi holds a single-handed spear horizontally in front of his chest, displaying the spear technique of the compass stance.

Also called the flat spear.

Seeing the two men get into position, director Huo Yaoliang stepped back a few paces, left the set, and then shouted:
"start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, neither Qi Hui nor Zhen Zidan launched an attack, but remained where they were.

Qi Hui's wooden spear is relatively short, which gives him little advantage against the red-tasseled spear, making it unwise to attack first.

But Zhen Zidan... he found himself unable to find a point of attack.

Qi Hui stood there unremarkable, yet his entire being was perfectly integrated, and he inexplicably had no idea where the first spear was aimed.

Something's not right. This kid doesn't seem like a newbie... Zhen Zidan felt a chill run down his spine. He's been training for so many years, he does have some real skills.

While I can't take on a hundred or ten men like in the movies, I'm confident I can take on three men by myself with my red-tasseled spear in hand.

However, he found himself unsure how to approach Qi Hui.

The scene remained frozen in place, leaving everyone bewildered.

Zhou Zhaolong looked at Lu Huiguang with a questioning expression, as Lu had the most practical experience.

"That handsome guy is acting a bit strange..." Lu Huiguang said hesitantly in a low voice, "Maybe he really is amazing."

Damn it... Zhen Zidan couldn't hold back any longer. If this continued, he would lose all face!
He immediately let out a low shout, flicked the tip of his spear, and charged forward in a bursting spear style.

The red tassels fluttered, dazzling the eye, and Zhen Zidan thrust his spear straight at Qi Hui's face. Qi Hui parried with his wooden spear.

Snapped!
"So strong..." Feeling the slight numbness in his hand, Zhen Zi swung his spear, changing from a thrust to a smash.

The spearhead struck Qi Hui's Baihui acupoint from top to bottom.

The Six Harmonies Spear Technique, even the Overlord nods in approval!
Qi Hui used the same unremarkable defensive move to parry the thrust.

When his first move missed, Zhen Zidan roared and began wildly brandishing his spear, thrusting it forward in a lunge stance, parrying it with a kicking step, twisting it as he advanced, and then thrusting it horizontally...

Each move of the Overlord Spear Technique was executed with unrestrained skill, overwhelming the opponent with force and intimidation.

However, Qi Hui remained unmoved, no matter how skillfully Zhen Zi wielded his red-tasseled spear, he simply parried and blocked.

Defend against left thrusts, defend against right thrusts, defend against downward thrusts, defend against upward thrusts...

The defense is watertight!

Zhen Zidan's spear movements became increasingly faster, but Qi Hui was always able to keep up and react.

Like a reef in a storm, Qi Hui stood firm and unyielding.

He has a skill called "Master of Marksmanship," and he knows all the marksmanship techniques, making them incredibly easy to deal with.

Moreover, even without it, the [Bayonet Mastery] skill can handle it.

When he faced the instructor, he, like Zhen Zidan, displayed his marksmanship with great enthusiasm.

As for the result... Qi Hui still vividly remembers that scene!
Everyone was shocked by the dazzling marksmanship. This... this is amazing?
It's one thing that Zhen Zidan is so powerful, but is Qi Hui also this powerful?
How could he keep up with Donnie Yen's marksmanship?

Snapped!
With a powerful slam of the spear shaft, Qi Hui knocked away the incoming red-tasseled spear.

But instead of attacking, he retreated two steps.

Zhen Zi's palm was throbbing from the shock, he was panting heavily, and beads of sweat kept seeping from his forehead.

He was born in 63 and is now almost fifty years old.

Such intense gun-wielding techniques are almost too much for some to handle.

Looking at the panting Zhen Zidan, Qi Hui had a half-smile on his face: "You really want to stab me to death?"

This bastard's every move is aimed at the face and head, or stabbing the heart and abdomen; every move is aimed at vital points.

"Handsome boy, weapons don't have eyes!" Zhen Zidan not only didn't deny it, but smiled smugly.

His recent outburst has greatly boosted his confidence.

The initial feeling that something was wrong was just an illusion. As long as I start attacking, everything will be fine!
"Then let's continue." Qi Hui beckoned to him, the provocation obvious.

Outside the arena, everyone looked at each other in disbelief. How dare Qi Hui provoke them?

Yang Zhigang's expression hardened. As the only person who had ever seen Qi Hui's background, he knew that Qi Hui was about to get serious!

"You're courting death!" Zhen Zidan roared in fury. With a flick of his spear, the red tassel bloomed like a flower, and he thrust out again.

Qi Hui's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly stepped forward, slamming his wooden spear horizontally to the right.

Snapped!
A sound like wood cracking rang out.

The ash wood gun barrel trembled violently, swaying and shaking like waves.

Zhen Zi's hand jerked, and his left hand, which was gripping the gun barrel, was jolted away, with a stinging sensation coming from his hand.

No skill involved, just pure power!

Having also mastered marksmanship, Qi Hui knew exactly how to deal with a master marksman.

Trying to outsmart them is a waste of time and effort; you have to create opportunities and then get close enough to take them down.

His overwhelming strength was the best way for him to create opportunities.

Zhen Zidan was shocked, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't believe how strong this person was.
Before the thought had even subsided, a sudden blur appeared before my eyes.

"Oh no!" he cried out in his heart.

At the same time, Qi Hui suddenly appeared in front of him, his cold gaze like a sharp blade, chilling him to the bone.

With a push of the wooden spear, it thrust out violently.

Thrust—stab!

It's a simple trick that even Xu Sanduo's father knows how to use.

boom!
The immense force poured out, penetrating the gun barrel and slamming into Zhen Zidan's lower right chest.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and his face turned pale.

Faintly, one could hear a crisp breaking sound.

Da Da Da~
Footsteps sounded, and Zhen Zidan was forced back by the immense force.

Qi Hui had somehow circled around to his side and rear, raised the broad butt of his gun, and slammed it down hard.

Click!

The thigh bone is fractured, similar to that of the swamp eel.

However, Qi Hui did not stop there. He swung his wooden spear and suddenly smashed it out.

The butt of the gun, like a hammer, swept across his face.

boom!
Zhen Zidan tilted his head and turned his body, forcibly swallowing the scream that was about to come out.

Blood spurted out along with saliva, and Zhen Zidan lay cleanly and neatly on the ground, making no sound.

Flop!

"..."

Everyone fell silent; no one dared to speak.

Seeing that Zhen Zidan was completely still, the people looked at Qi Hui with fear in their eyes.

So...so ruthless!
This is beating someone to death!

"Who's the best fighter here?" Qi Hui looked around at the stunned crowd and smiled faintly.

"Of course it's me! Could it be Ip Man?"

(End of this chapter)