martial law

You said, under such circumstances, if others still learn martial arts, is it not a disease?

On the contrary, karate, taekwondo, one by one kicked better than dancing, and shouted loudly.

Wearing uniform clothing, the men are handsome and the women are beautiful.

It looks good and powerful.

Then, the most bizarre thing is that no one dared to kick their pavilion.

Even the country would not pay attention to this kind of normal commercial competition.

In fact, the country has never said that you are not allowed to go to the gymnasium where you play karate and taekwondo.

However, among the Chinese people, there are many guys who are stinky and have bad money, and none of them are willing to kick the club of such a powerful force without thanking them.

Those who are incapable can't beat them, and those who are capable, for various reasons, are unwilling to offend others for no reason.

Later, taekwondo and karate became the national studies of the younger generation...

Go to any high school to see.

Nine and a half out of ten children who practice martial arts in extracurricular interest classes learn taekwondo and karate. What is this?

At this time, you can boast about the power of martial arts...

The next generation has been completely brainwashed by others, and all of them have been conquered. What's the use of relying on some older generations to remember the glory of the past?

At this moment, Zhu Jia deeply understood what happened to the blazing flames that occasionally floated in the eyes of the gentle and handsome young police officer in the white shirt.

Under the smirking face, there is actually an anger that is indisputable and mourns for misfortune.

Although his shot was not heavy, the insult was extremely serious.

To shoot at will is to start from this taekwondo gym and bend and discount the opponent's Chinese backbone.

"Shoot, take a good shot, don't let go of any wonderful shot."

Zhu Jia's nose was sweating, it wasn't from heat, but from excitement.

As for Cao Jingjing, at this moment, only little stars were left in her eyes, and she almost turned into a fan girl and raised her hands in cheers.

In fact, she really raised her hand, but she just let out a cry, and put her hand down in embarrassment.

Just looking at the dark face of Chairman Li of the Taekwondo Gym, and another person who walked out of the black belt coaching team.

This man was about 31 or [-] years old, with a steady body and thick limbs, and he walked with big strides.

After just a few steps, he stood seven meters in front of Yang Lin.

"I'm Liu Wenjun, with a sixth-dan black belt rating, a professional background, and a first-level coaching qualification certificate. I'm here to ask you for advice."

Even seeing his colleague Li Feng's miserable defeat, Liu Wenjun's expression did not fluctuate, and he remained calm, showing a strong self-confidence.

"Is Liu Wenjun going to do it now? He is the pillar of the Taekwondo Hall in Province S. If he loses, who else can play here?"

"He won't lose, you don't know what a six-degree black belt means?

Coach Liu is not only very experienced in teaching boxing, he also participated in hundreds of competitions in his early years, and once won a silver medal in a championship, and he is also very good in actual combat. "

A fat man with a big belly said with a smile, he couldn't take his eyes off Li Wanji.

This is Chairman Wu, a well-known real estate developer in the province. He spends millions in membership fees in the Taekwondo Hall every year. He is Li Wanji's number one die-hard fan.

He also introduced many wealthy people to come to the gymnasium for leisure.

Whether it's practicing boxing, losing weight, or picking up girls.

Anyway, this membership fee is nothing to them, it's just for fun.

Zhang Tong ignored Wu Dong's jokes, but just swung the wine glass, and the bloody red wine swayed in the glass.

She was sitting on a high stool, her beautiful legs dangling slightly.

This is the mood of watching a play with ease.

The same as Chairman Wu, her identity is not simple, she is the president of the French Chanel Group in five provinces in South China.

The difference is that she is an expert.

I have learned powerful swordsmanship from masters, but my vision is very sharp.

It has long been seen that Yang Lin makes casual moves without showing his strength.

What is powerful is not any moves, but precise vision, grasp of timing, and control of spatial distance.

Others can't understand, but she can understand.

Knowing the strength of this kind of person often cannot be seen from the surface.

The other party is a book, thick and deep, and you will never know what kind of cards he has until it is shown.

"Is it a policeman? Here's a good show."

Zhang Tong pursed his lips and took a sip, his bright red lips curved slightly, and his charming eyes were full of smiles.

……

As the president, Li Wanji was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

She watched Liu Wenjun enter the stage, still a little uneasy in her heart, and arranged in a low voice: "Call quickly and ask Wang Chao to come to the Taekwondo gym quickly, the time has come for him to take action.

With a salary of more than 4 yuan per month, sitting in the library to meet challenges is not just for this day.

Tell him, this time I have to beat him hard, otherwise, people will come to challenge me every now and then, so my gym can't be opened?

I can't afford to be blamed at home. "

After the arrangements were made, she made another phone call: "Hello, Director Cao? What do you mean..."

……

"It looks like it, but it's not enough."

Yang Lin looked up and down at Liu Wenjun who took the stage to challenge.

He shook his head and said: "I advise you, let's go together.

With so many three-legged cat kung fu, it’s fine to play with mud in China, why come to China to teach apprentices?

In the past, the big guys didn't bother to pay attention to you jumping around, but unexpectedly, it made Taekwondo tremble. "

"It's unreasonable, first win and I'll talk."

No matter how calm Liu Wenjun was, he couldn't bear Yang Lin's blatant contempt and ridicule.

If you don't have a temper, why practice boxing?

Isn't it good to teach with peace of mind?

When he is not moving, he is as quiet as a pine.

When it moves, it looks like a running tiger.

His arms swung rapidly, his legs were raised high and he rushed forward, his body leaned forward, and he stepped forward on the ring.

Seeing that he was still three meters away from Yang Lin, his figure suddenly rose into the air.

Earlier, when Li Feng raised his legs, he saw the end of the roundabout kick.

But he sees himself differently.

It is indeed different.

His legs are heavier, faster and harder.

The legs are in the air, flexing and stretching from time to time, following the rotation of the body, sweeping, kicking and hooking points...

In an instant, he changed four styles in a row and directly attacked Yang Lin's head.

This person is worthy of being a sixth-degree black belt, and his basic skills are indeed astonishingly strong.

The thick tendons on the thighs are high and bulging, and the trouser legs are already stretched to the point of bursting.

The kicking of the legs is like a guillotine, cutting the fierce wind and screaming.

This has reached the realm of breaking wood and cracking rocks.

Everyone present understood.

Generally, taekwondo boxers who have reached the high level of black belt can basically break a wooden stake the size of a bowl without hurting their legs.

Practiced all the year round, once you fight and sweep your legs, it is no less than a thick steel rod.

Seeing his ferocious attack, at this moment, even among those students, some of them couldn't help feeling anxious.

They know how heavy the coaches' fists are.

"Take off?"

Yang Lin suddenly laughed.

"It's really good-looking, and I can go to act in a movie."

The strong wind was blowing in his face, this time he did not stand still, but seemed to wear flowers around the trees.

Sticking to the sharp edge of that leg, he circled around and arrived behind Liu Wenjun who was flying in mid-air.

There was an exclamation all around.

It is completely unimaginable that there are still people who deal with Taekwondo like this.

Facing each other head-on, with legs like a wave, can you still run behind them without blocking or putting on airs to meet the enemy?

What kind of play is this?

Yang Lin's feet staggered like stepping on plum blossoms, and the wind and water were extremely beautiful.

As soon as Liu Wenjun moved, he moved too, like a ballroom dance passing by, unimaginable but just right.

Before the exclamation fell, a thought arose in everyone's heart. Liu Wenjun was flying in the air, unable to turn around, how would he deal with it.

The truth is, there is no way.

Yang Lin walked around in two steps, and when he got behind Liu Wenjun, he slapped him in the face.

He drew back.

One flies forward, the other draws backward.

Snapped……

This time it was louder.

The slap sounded in everyone's heart.

woohoo...

Liu Wenjun was still flying in the air when a big slap came from the back of his head.

The beating made him crooked, his body was like a crashed plane, his hands and feet were tumbling and dancing.

With a bang, I fell on my face...

When he raised his face, his nose was covered with blood, and his left cheek was swollen like a pig's head.

"you……"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and also spat out his broken front teeth, and said angrily.

"What about me? Didn't I play according to your style of play? Did I insert eyes, or flirt?

I just slapped you in the face.

Oh, by the way, I didn't wear gloves.How about we put on our gloves and fight again? "

Yang Lin stood in the middle of the field, his white clothes fluttering, and the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.

"President Li, if they are all this kind of guy, I can say bluntly, I will beat ten of these black belt coaches."

Yang Lin stared blankly, "Let's go together."

Chapter 232 Is there a mistake?

This time.

Everyone understood.