I lived two hundred years

Chapter 28 Song Wenji

"Fortunately, I have Jiang Lianxue on my side."

Shen Lang looked at Jiang Lianxue's graceful figure, nodded in satisfaction, and his mood improved a lot.

Jiang Lianxue also noticed Shen Lang's gaze, but she was not as impatient as usual.

At this moment, her heart was full of pity for those strong men.

It's okay to learn foreign things, but it's too sad to learn to forget your ancestors' last names.

She didn't hide her thoughts, Shen Lang saw it all at once.

However, Shen Lang's focus is different from Jiang Lianxue's.

After looking at Jiang Lianxue, and then at those strong men, Shen Lang suddenly thought about it, stepped forward a few steps, and said: "Since you guys think that you are not good at learning, then I will find someone who is really proficient in Taekwondo .Lianxue, where is the Heitai Dojo? Take me there. I'll meet that Song."

Hearing this, Jiang Lianxue and those strong men were taken aback, but Senior Brother Pu burst out laughing.

"Just because you also want to challenge our host? You don't want to inquire about the reputation of our host. Back then, Mr. Song won the title of 'King of Taekwondo' after defeating twelve Chinese kung fu masters in a row. Do you think you are Who? Can it compare with those twelve Chinese Kung Fu masters?"

Jiang Lianxue was speechless, pulled the corner of La Shenlang's clothes, and said in a low voice: "What he said is true. You must not be impulsive. Song Wenji is the strongest new star in the Korean martial arts world, and has the world's top strength. Although you are very Strong, but still worse than him."

Jiang Lianxue said the last sentence very awkwardly.

From Jiang Lianxue's point of view, Song Wenji's strength is actually far higher than Shen Lang's, but she was afraid that saying this directly would arouse Shen Lang's emotions, so she insisted on going to Song Wenji, so she changed the euphemism.

She has always been straightforward, and this is the first time she has told such a white lie.

Shen Lang could easily see what Jiang Lianxue was thinking, shook his head with a smile, and said domineeringly: "Taekwondo is rubbish, so what if you practice well? When you meet me, Song Xiaoji will only eat shit."

"Damn it! Damn it! You damn Huaxia pig! After you have insulted the owner and the great Taekwondo like this, you will definitely regret being born in this world."

Senior Brother Pu roared angrily, pointed at Shen Lang, and wanted to rush forward, but he didn't dare.

Those strong men also had righteous indignation on their faces, as if it was their own ancestors who were insulted.

Jiang Lianxue also looked at Shen Lang speechlessly.

Shen Lang's words were so harsh that she didn't know how to answer them.

"Stop talking nonsense, see the real chapter under your hand. You go back and tell Song Xiaoji, wash your neck and wait for me to slaughter it. I will come later."

Shen Lang waved his hand, as if chasing away flies, motioning Senior Brother Park to leave.

"Arrogance! Ignorance! Stupid! The host will let you know the greatness of Taekwondo!"

Senior Brother Pu's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Shen Lang fiercely, as if he wanted to rush up, but he didn't do that after all, but turned around and retreated in the direction he came from.

Those strong men looked at each other and followed.

"Shen Lang, are you really going to the 'Black Terrace Dojo'?"

Jiang Lianxue couldn't help worrying.

"Of course it's true. You won't miss the past and won't take me there, will you?" Shen Lang teased.

Jiang Lianxue snorted coldly, and said, "I'm afraid that you will be beaten half to death by Song Wenji and embarrass us Huaxia."

"You can rest easy. There is no Korean who can win."

Although she believed in her heart that Shen Lang was bragging, looking at the confident Shen Lang, Jiang Lianxue couldn't say a word to refute.

Black platform dojo.

Song Wenji stood with arms folded, quietly watching the group of disciples practicing.

As the master of the black stage dojo and the well-known "King of Taekwondo", Song Wenji seldom taught his disciples himself, and only focused on those gifted students who performed well. However, he still retained the habit of daily inspections.

It gave him a sense of mastery.

Every time he did it, he felt like a king patrolling his domain.

It makes him very happy.

If he hadn't understood the truth of going too far, the inspection process might have been extended indefinitely instead of the current one hour.

Therefore, this hour is very important to him.

Song Wenji didn't like others to disturb him when he was patrolling the dojo. This was something everyone in the dojo knew. If it wasn't for special circumstances, no one would look for him at this time.

Today, this particular situation arises.

Amidst the commotion, a disheveled man walked through the crowd and came to Song Wenji.

Song Wenji was very dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't express his position directly. He just frowned and looked at the other party, waiting for the other party to give an explanation.

If the other party's explanation didn't satisfy him, then even if the other party was from Korea like him, Song Wenji would teach him the principles of life afterwards.

This Korean who came suddenly was naturally Senior Brother Pu.

He was so emotional that he didn't notice that it was Song Wenji's inspection time. Now that he had calmed down a little, he was not only afraid for a while.

He still remembered that there was a Huaxia student who had a dispute with others during Song Wenji's inspection before, and was later guided by Song Wenji alone.

The whole body was paralyzed and became a disabled person.

In the end, Song Wenji just lost a little money because of "missing and hurting someone".

However, he quickly thought of Shen Lang, and he began to think about it.

As long as Song Wenji's attention is focused on Shen Lang, he shouldn't remember about himself.

So, Senior Brother Park immediately started crying, emphasizing what happened to Shen Lang.

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help adding fuel to the flames, saying: "Master, you must be the master for us. That guy relied on his own kung fu to force us to turn black and white, saying that Dakoryeo Taekwondo is not as good as Huaxia Kungfu. We refused to join forces, so he beat us like this."

"Damn Huaxia pigs, dare to look down on our Dakoryeo Taekwondo. It seems that I haven't taught them enough lessons."

Song Wenji was as furious as Senior Brother Park expected, but what he said later made Senior Brother Park terrified.

"You just came back in such a despondent way? Why don't you keep an eye on him and let me find out his details? If he talks about it, no one dares to come over. Do you want me to wait for him here every day? If he Hiding, where can I find him?"

The more Song Wenji said, Senior Brother Park's heart beat faster, but in a moment, his face was red and his ears were pierced, sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Song Wenji didn't just let him go, he concentrated all his anger on his eyes, and locked on Senior Brother Pu.

Immediately, a solid pressure enveloped Senior Brother Pu's whole body, constantly squeezing his spirit, causing his internal organs to churn endlessly, wishing he could faint to death.

This is obviously a very advanced skill in Chinese Kungfu, "witnessing".

Unleash your energy through your eyes and overwhelm your opponent.

Song Wenji has such a great reputation, it really is not for nothing.

However, this is not Taekwondo.

This is Huaxia Kung Fu!
(End of this chapter)