martial law

This eloquence is not bad, and he explained things clearly in a few words.

President Li's expression was a little pale, and he glanced at Zhu Jia, who was wearing a video camera, who seemed to have nothing to do with him. His cheeks twitched, and he asked Yang Lin with a smile: "My Li Wanji is the president of this guild hall. I don't know, this What's your name, sir?"

Originally, a person who kicked the hall to make trouble was nothing more than a big deal, so he could send someone to dismiss him casually.

However, she heard that people from the city's TV station were also there, and they even filmed an embarrassing scene in the boxing gym, so this matter is not easy to deal with.

If you don't beat the opponent to the ground, you will not be able to make it through today no matter what.

"I'm Yang Lin, you don't need to worry about my identity, just treat me as a fan of Chinese martial arts.

I heard that your taekwondo is very famous now. I have practiced martial arts a few times, so I came to experience it. How good are the kicks in foreign countries?

Would teaching so many disciples be misleading? "

As soon as these words came out, Li Wanji's face changed.

She immediately understood that today must not be kind.

Because, the other party opposed Chinese martial arts and Taekwondo.

To put it bluntly, this is a dispute between the two countries in martial arts.

Even if, as he said, it was a challenge for fans, the gymnasium would not admit defeat if it was forced to do so.

Otherwise, unless the museum is closed and closed, the Taekwondo gym will not be able to open in City C.

"Tell me, which boxing gym you represent, and who paid you to come and make trouble, I will pay double."

Li Wanji had a sharp tongue, and immediately turned the tide to the topic of malicious business competition.

Facing this kind of challenger, in front of the TV station, and in front of so many students, she really didn't dare to call the police, and she didn't dare not take up the fight.

Fighting for the upper hand in terms of tongue is only a good look...

Actually, still have to fight.

This time, even if Yang Lin didn't fight, she wouldn't agree.

"Li Feng, you go up, don't show mercy, just don't beat him to death, we can still afford the medical expenses."

Li Wanji squinted her eyes, looked at Yang Lin with blade-like eyes for a while, then turned around and gave orders in a low voice.

Li Feng came out, twisted his neck, twisted his hands a few times, and twisted his ankles with his toes pointing.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he grinned and said, "Mr. Yang, do you want to prepare protective gear?"

He is a fourth-degree black belt and a retired first-level coach of the professional team.

Chapter 231 I want to fight ten

As soon as Yang Lin heard this guy's questioning, he knew that the other party was going to attack him hard, no, he was going to attack him cruelly.

This man has not started beating yet, the blood has already gathered at the waist, the hips are loosened and the knees are raised, the feet are pointless, the legs are like a roulette, and the waist is like a shaft.

"No protective gear, if you touch a hair of mine, I will lose."

Yang Lin looked at the opponent in front of him with a smile.

Let's call it an opponent.

He found that he wanted to come here on a whim to earn some living expenses, or to suppress foreign martial arts in the Taekwondo gym and support local martial arts.

But I didn't expect that after blending into this atmosphere, my heart would be touched.

The Tiger Leopard Leiyin Marrow Refining Technique, which had been running non-stop, unexpectedly started to speed up.

The whole body was numb and vibrating, and at an unknown level, a little bit of subtle power like electric current penetrated the nerve endings everywhere.

The muscles become tighter little by little, and there is a strange power that is changing at the cellular level.

What mechanism does this trigger?Perhaps it is a kind of anger, a kind of moving power.

Start small, think big, and find what moves you.

It's not that you need thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, big horses and long swords...

As long as you find something that touches you in your daily life, stick to it, and stick to it, your martial intent will be pure.

First the creeks and small rivers, then the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and then to the raging waves of the vast sea, it was out of control.

So, don't look at the opponent in front of you as weak, but, in his heart, this battle is actually still a battle of national destiny.

A strong country and a strong species, defend against enemies outside the country, and spread their prestige in the world.

This is not a one-shot deal in the first place, and it requires countless generations of punches and kicks to establish a boundless prestige.

It is impossible for the older generation to finish fighting and the younger generation to kneel down again.

Gou Rixin, every day, and every day.

This is the case with the updating of knowledge, the progress of a person's self-cultivation, and the strength of martial arts.

He suddenly discovered that the act of kicking the hall can also be beneficial for him to prepare for his daily boxing practice with pure intentions.

As soon as Yang Lin changed his playful attitude, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "What are you waiting for? The TV station is still waiting to take pictures of your heroic posture..."

"court death."

The relaxed and freehand attitude towards Yang Lin, who neither puts on a posture nor is cautious, completely irritates him.

Li Feng didn't care about maintaining his demeanor any longer.

"You brought it on yourself."

With the wind on his leg, he swept it out with a whine, and the posture of the leg was exactly the same as the red belt before.

However, as expected of a black belt, Li Feng changed his moves very quickly.

The leg sweeps halfway, sinks down, and changes the center of gravity when it lands, twists the waist, swings the arms and turns around.

The other leg rose up from the ground like a poisonous snake, and with the power of rotation, it violently swept towards Yang Lin's neck.

Sweeping kick, followed by turning and half-air roundabout kick.

The posture is handsome and the strength is great.

It can also be seen from this that Li Feng's fourth-degree black belt in Taekwondo is not a vain name.

Still have a few brushes.

'He raised his legs again. '

Cao Jingjing couldn't help covering her eyes with her hands.

Not seeing.

You know, that Uncle Yang is the one who likes to beat high-legged contestants the most.

Why, because once a person kicks their legs high enough, it takes time to step back on the ground.

In other words, he will inevitably not be steady in the game, and his advance and retreat will be a little slow.

It will reveal huge flaws to people.

Cao Jingjing originally liked to kick people like this, but she was almost stabbed in the waist by Wang Chao's Baguazhang that time, so she hated this tactic.

This is a lesson of blood, although no blood has been shed.

Sure enough, Cao Jingjing's thoughts had just arisen in her mind when she saw that Yang Lin's body was slightly bent backwards like a willow leaf bent by the wind following Li Feng's swinging leg attack.

Seeing his feet firmly fixed in place and motionless, only his upper body moved with the wind, he looked like an inhuman tumbler.

With a flick back, that ferocious kick swept past the tip of his nose, just a lonely kick.

Li Feng kicked in vain with a whirling kick, but he didn't care.

Taking the waist as the axis, the body then spins sharply, and the right leg rises again, and it is raised to the chest, turning into a wheel ax from top to bottom.

It's a whole series of kicks.

His right leg had just moved forward, and before he started exerting his strength, he saw Yang Lin's face, which was no more than three feet away from him, only an arm's length away.

I also saw the sarcasm at the corner of the other party's mouth.

"The legs are good, but they are only suitable for performing."

Faster than these words was a big palm-like hand that slapped him on the left cheek.

Snapped……

There was an extremely crisp explosion sound, like setting off a firecracker.

Li Feng's eyes were astonished, he was slapped sideways by this slap, fell five meters away, and fell to the ground with a bang.

He was stunned for a long time, then got up staggeringly, and under the dumbstruck eyes of everyone, he was crooked and fell to the ground again with a bang on his head.

This time, Li Feng stood up without struggling, but knelt down on the ground and began to cry.

This slap shattered his self-confidence and his glory.

Five black and blue finger marks appeared on the left cheek visible to the naked eye, and half of the face was swollen like a steamed bun, which was shocking to look at.

The injury was not serious, but it was quite insulting.

"Is this the black belt?"

Yang Lin looked at Li Wanji suspiciously.

This time, Zhu Jia was not as unprofessional as before, and an astonishing look burst out in her eyes.

Quietly gesturing, let a few cameras and lights find the best position, and took a few big close-ups of Li Feng, who was crying with a swollen face.

What's the big news?

That's the big news.

At this time, she actually understood what Yang Lin said earlier.

I have big news for you, it doesn't matter if you want it or not, I'm going to start fighting anyway.

"Did he really never think that he would lose?"

Thinking of that day when Yang Lin stood in front of the gate of the Tianxing villa community, with two dead and one wounded three international killers under his feet, he was talking there, looking funny, like a clown.

Now that I think about it, I'm actually a clown.

What people said was always the truth, those killers were indeed caught by him.

Just because you can't believe it, you can't think that others are boasting and taking credit.

It's like this if you have eyes but don't know gold and jade.

A sense of apology rose in Zhu Jia's heart, and she looked at Yang Lin in a strange way.

How strong is he?He just swayed back and forth like a tumbler, and slapped the black belt in the Taekwondo Hall to his knees and wept.

He didn't even show off his martial arts airs.

This is definitely not impossible, but the opponent's strength is not worth putting on airs.

What else does he have to do?

Thinking of this, Zhu Jia's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

……

The Koreans and the Japanese are opening museums in China to pass on their arts, and they are opening all over the large and medium-sized cities in China.

As a result, everyone in the world knows the names of karate and taekwondo. When they think of learning martial arts, even the most elite group of rich people, white-collar workers, and officials in the society will send their children to learn these two martial arts. Let’s call it martial arts.

As for the original martial arts in China, it has long been submerged in the long river of history. What are the things that are passed on?

Today either this master was cracked down, or that master was punched down by a strong ordinary person.

You said you can't play martial arts, you said it earlier, a little self-knowledge, okay?

Don't go to the ring, and don't lose face in front of the whole world.

As a result, when the last fig leaf was torn off, everyone could see those martial arts practitioners punching like shrews.

As soon as he hit him, he was punched in the face.

fainted.

Dizzy, take him to the hospital.