Chapter 929 Cultivate Murderous Aura

"Oh... I didn't expect this to be a... painter!"

"Your old idea is really good!"

"Are you Monet or Van Gogh? Is the martial arts uniform for you to draw?"

Yifei was about to explode!As he spoke, his eyes became more and more fierce.

"I...we just feel that the martial arts uniform is too boring, and teacher, don't you see that we are covering up now, isn't it pretty? We should give full play to our imagination and show our infinite imagination..."

"Teacher, you should support us! You are obliterating the creativity of the motherland in the future..."

The male student blinked, with an aggrieved look on his face.

Yifei exploded in anger...but she still had to forcefully keep smiling, it was too difficult!
The future flowers of the motherland... really can't be hit...

"You... are you Huaguduo? At most... at most it is a semi-finished product!"

"Besides...you guys have made your clothes so colorful, how can you still play taekwondo? There is no murderous look at all!"

Yifei clenched her fists, feeling more angry today than yesterday.

Fang Di and Dali stood in the back row watching Yifei preaching, which was quite interesting...

The communication between each other is also relatively direct.

But this does not prevent Fang Di and Dali from carrying out their love time.

"Teacher, why are we murderous? We are still students! We are not going to be killers!"

"Could it be that the teacher is the leader of the Killer Alliance? He specially selects peerless geniuses to practice martial arts?"

While questioning, students developed rich imaginations.

Yifei opened his mouth and was completely speechless.

This killer is not too cold?

Is the imagination too rich?
"What nonsense!"

"Since we are playing Taekwondo! Then we are martial arts practitioners!"

"People who practice martial arts don't have murderous intent? Then how can they win in the future!"

"You are all strong! You are all the best seedlings!"

"The winners in the future must be you! I am optimistic about you!"

"Students taught by me, Hu Yifei, must be champions!"

While talking, Yifei showed a serious expression on his face, his eyes were like lightning, and he was extremely excited.

"Champion? Win?"

"How did we win?"

The male student was dumbfounded by Yifei's words, and now he blinked, in a state of subconscious surprise.

"Have you never seen a taekwondo competition?"

"Score calculation based on the hit position and the number of rounds?"

"Don't you know?"

"Have you ever played a similar game before?"

Yifei was completely dumbfounded, and said with a surprised face.

"Teacher, we've never had a scoring competition before..."

The student blinked and said with a simple face.

"Competitive sports that don't count points are all salted fish. What's the point?"

"How did your original taekwondo coach train you?"

"This is Taekwondo!"

"This is the spirit of martial arts!"

Yifei said with a straight face.

"The original coach... likes to play the erhu to us every day, let us sing along..."

The student said solemnly.

Yifei took a deep breath. Although his mentality was a bit broken at the moment, what should be said... still needs to be said.

"Are you sure... this is Taekwondo?"

"This is obviously the appreciation of folk music!"

"Now I finally understand why you are so lazy!"

Yifei took a few steps back, really helpless!I can't move it!
What about taekwondo?
Now she wondered whether she, the coach, was a fake, or were these students all fake?

(End of this chapter)

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