"Chinese martial arts are indeed soft. The performance is good, but Muay Thai is better. It's strong and practical!”
"I think so too. Look at how strong Pila is. Look at Chinese martial arts."
"China is vast and rich. Kung Fu has been passed down for thousands of years. There must be powerful people and Kung Fu.”
"Are you frogs at the bottom of a well? Is that all you have?"
"There are two sides to everything. Chinese martial arts focus on technique, while our Muay Thai focuses on strength.”
There was another round of arguments on the internet. Some people naturally looked down on martial arts from other countries, while others thought that these celebrities were too arrogant and not humble at all.
Some domestic movie fans were furious when they saw these comments and joined in the chaos.
"F * ck, it's just a movie, but you actually mixed up the fighting in the movie with the martial arts in actual combat!”
"That's right. The fights in movies are specially designed. If you want to win, you have to win. If you want to lose, you have to lose.”
"Do these people know how to make movies? Why are they spouting nonsense?”
"F * ck, who told you to make a movie? It's clearly about the difference between Chinese martial arts and Muay Thai. I think Pila can easily defeat Wujing and that stunt double.”
"Bullsh * t! Just Wujing alone is enough to beat up all of you celebrities!”
"If you have the ability, come and compete. Who doesn't know how to spray water?”
“.......”
The two sides quarreled again, and it became more and more intense.
On the other side, Wu Jing and the others had arrived at the hotel where they were staying. The assistants had already allocated the rooms.
After Emperor Ye put his luggage in his room, he ran to his room in Wujing to chat. After spending time with him, they had a good relationship.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Zhao Baorui and Wu Jing watching TV attentively in the room. He greeted them and sat down.
"What are you looking at? Isn't this the news of us getting off the plane?”Ye Di looked at the TV and asked curiously.
"That's right. I just flipped through here and took a look. Eh, what are they talking about? I don't understand.”The fragrant rice language of Wujing was barely understood. It was not bad for daily communication, but he could not understand a lot of unfamiliar words like the news.
Zhao Baorui was slightly better off than Wu Jing. He said while guessing,""It seems like he is questioning something? What about the translation?"
"I went back to my room. Forget it, I'll just force myself to look at it!”Wujing said helplessly.
"They said that a few Muay Thai stars, including Pila, questioned Chinese martial arts. They also said that you didn't answer the question in person at the airport because you were guilty.”Emperor Ye was proficient in the Xiangmi language. He kept talking while looking at the screen.
"Yo, you actually know so much fragrant rice language. It's unbelievable!”Wujing and Zhao Baorui were surprised. Emperor Ye had only studied for a few days, but he could actually understand the words in the news?
Awesome!
"I can understand these words just now.”Ye Di said humbly.
"Of course I believe you. By the way, Old Zhao, why did you interrupt me? That reporter was clearly looking for trouble.”Wu Jing gritted his teeth. If Zhao Baorui had not stopped him, he would have given him a good scolding.
"That reporter must have some ulterior motive. I didn't want to cause any more trouble, so I interrupted you. After all, we're in a foreign country. Safety comes first. I only hope that we can finish filming the movie safely and bring everyone back safely.”Zhao Baorui shook his head and smiled bitterly. How could he not be angry when he encountered such a thing? After all, traditional Chinese martial arts had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts. He would definitely be angry if he was suddenly belittled.
"But you can't just leave without saying anything! "Look at the news," Wujing said unhappily.
"Then what should we do? Do you still want to PK with that Spiritual Master Pila? Putting aside whether they could win or not, what if they were injured and delayed the filming?”Zhao Baorui explained.
Wujing was speechless. He shook his head with a bitter smile. It was true.
Soon, Zhao Baorui left, leaving Wu Jing and Ye Di in the room. The two of them watched TV and talked about the difference between Muay Thai and Chinese martial arts.
That night, the Fragrant Rice Country's Culture and tourism bureau hosted a banquet for the crew. Everyone had a sumptuous meal at the most famous local Pearl Hotel.
Naturally, everyone did not stand on ceremony. After eating and drinking, they followed the person in charge to the most famous martial arts dojo in the area.
As soon as they entered the dojo, they were greeted by a somber atmosphere. It was already so late, but there were still many people from the Xiangmi Kingdom practicing martial arts in the dojo.
Some children, especially, had bandages on their legs and hands, which were stained with blood. They kicked the wooden pillars expressionlessly.
After they walked in, some of the boxers looked over curiously. They were all short and skinny, with thick limbs. One look and one could tell that they were trained.
The dojo was quite big. There were many dumbbells and other exercise equipment in the wide field. Further away, there were a few rings where people were practicing. More than ten people were watching.
"Today, everyone has come. The famous fighters of the martial arts school, Adi and Mi Tuo, have come down personally.”The person in charge said with a smile. The two boxers on the stage had already flipped over and went up the stage.
One was short and fat with thick joints, while the other was skinny and agile.
After the two of them bowed, the competition began. They fought quite fiercely.
Muay Thai was a legendary fighting technique. It mainly used the human body's fists, legs, elbows, and knees as eight weapons to attack. It had great lethality!
Ye Di watched the two of them fight. Their strength was not bad, but their techniques were too crude.
If he were to go on stage, he would instantly be able to see the two of them. After watching for a while, he would lose interest. On the other hand, the celebrities beside him were watching with relish.
Soon, the fight was explained. The skinny boxer Mito was nimble. When Ardi wasn't paying attention, he kicked Ardi in the head and Ardi fainted.
"Mi Tuo wins!" The referee hurriedly shouted, and everyone clapped in unison.
However, Mi Tuo did something that no one expected. He raised his little finger and waved at Wujing. He said in a strange Chinese language,""Chinese martial arts are not good enough!"
Seeing this, Wu Jing exploded on the spot and immediately rushed over to compete. Fortunately, Zhao Baorui quickly stopped him and said,""Old Wu, don't go, don't go!"
"Damn it, I want to beat this son of a b * tch up. Don't stop me.”Wujing gritted his teeth.
Wujing was very strong, so he quickly broke free from Zhao Baorui's grasp. Just as he was about to rush forward, a familiar voice said,""Brother Wu, I'll go!"
While everyone was dumbfounded, Ye Di nimbly jumped onto the stage.
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