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At this moment Wang Shang walked over leisurely and said to Kim Tae-soo: "Everyone is very busy, I have to go back to the hotel to accompany my girlfriend later! So let's start as soon as possible now."

Hearing this, the two curators of Taekwondo, Jin Wenzhai and Pu Deshuang, showed astonishment on their faces, secretly thinking about this young Huaxia boy. Such wild words are released.

Really do not know the heights of heaven and earth!

Soon it was 9 pm, and the students of the Taekwondo Hall also finished their classes one after another. There were only more than 10 Taekwondo coaches, two directors, and Kim Tae-soo left.

These people are all from the cold country, wearing professional taekwondo training clothes, gathered on the first floor of the taekwondo hall, forming a circle, waiting for the contest between Kim Tae-soo and the king.

When the time pointed to 9:[-], the contest between the two officially kicked off.

Wang Shang was dressed very ordinary tonight, that is, in a very simple denim T-shirt, with a relaxed demeanor, he didn't look like he was here to learn martial arts, on the contrary, he looked like a tourist who came to visit and play.

And Kim Tae-soo has made enough preparations, wearing training clothes and specially moving his muscles and bones before, relaxing all the muscles of his body, and doing the preparatory work for the big battle, just to have a good fight with the king now, using his own strength Fist and kick made the kid on the king bow his head and bow down.

"Then let's start!" The king said coldly.

Jin Taizhu said coldly: "My boy, since you are so anxious to be beaten by me, it seems that your skin is itchy! Then very good, I will make your wish come true!"

As soon as Huayin fell, there was a whoosh, and Kim Tae-soo jumped two or three meters high. His body stretched out, and a split kick came down from the sky, and he rushed towards the king viciously!

This move can be described as powerful, straight to the point.

Presumably he was trying to give the king a blow.

Among the techniques of Taekwondo Kung Fu, leg work is the most notable feature.

Techniques such as forward kick, side kick, roundhouse kick and volley kick are all necessary skills for taekwondo masters.

And Kim Tae-soo, who is a professional player himself, has very thick thigh muscles and calf muscles are as strong as iron.

This split kicked from high above the sky, and the knife immediately rushed towards the king like the momentum of Mount Tai.

Zhang Ziling, who was watching from the side, was sweating for the king.

Zhang Ziling thought to herself, Your Majesty, you have to work hard, don't be underestimated by these Han people.

But the king stood still, his body was straight, he didn't even bother to lift his hands, and he didn't know what he was going to do. In the midst of this flash of lightning, Kim Tae-soo, who had a look of contempt and disdain in his eyes, slashed at the sky. The moment the severed leg was about to slash off the king's head, a strange scene appeared...

His Majesty, who was not moving at all, just turned his side slightly, and his movements were so fast that the naked eye could not detect it at all.

Immediately, Kim Tae-soo's leg split fell to nothing this time, and he slammed hard on the floor.

Because of his strength, his whole body had no place to rest, which caused his body to stagger and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stood up after falling down.

But he was slightly terrified in his heart. He never thought that the kid in front of him was so skilled that he could respond to all kinds of changes without changing, but at the most dangerous moment he made a dodge. It was very easy and comfortable to dodge his violent attack. !

"Ah?"

"Oh?"

The many taekwondo coaches who were present at the scene were all surprised that the boy Wang really had some strength.

Chapter 297 Rolling

Soon Kim Tae-soo came to the second trick.

I saw that when he turned over and rolled up, he almost didn't stop at all, just a side kick across the air, and his right leg exploded with amazing strength.There was even a crackling sound in the air.

This side kick was extremely fierce, hitting the King's shoulder viciously!

The king smiled slightly, he was already prepared.

Now that he is in the middle stage of Qi training, his body is protected by true energy, whether it is power, explosive power, agility or reaction ability, it is far superior to ordinary people by countless times!

These so-called taekwondo masters are far beyond their reach.

In Wang Shang's view, taekwondo masters like Kim Tae-soo are just some superficial Kung Fu practitioners.

And now he is walking in the rivers and lakes, mastering the mortal world, for such a master of external skills, he is simply easy to catch.

So he stretched out his hand very easily, and very easily grabbed Kim Tae-soo's right leg with one hand and kicked him violently.

Immediately, he took advantage of the trend to pull and pull back. With these two simple and easy movements, there was a crackling sound in the air.

Look at Kim Tae-soo again, fell to the ground with a bang, his whole body lay on the ground like a pool of mud, his hands were covering his right leg in pain, and heart-piercing wailing burst out from his mouth!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah."

Everyone looked around and saw that his right calf had been fractured, his foot was completely dislocated, blood burst out from his knee, and flowed down his trousers, which was shocking.

"Stinky boy, you actually sneaked up on me!" Kim Tae-soo snarled at each other, filled with grief and indignation.

The king said indifferently: "Sneak attack? You think too highly of yourself. Do I need a sneak attack to compete with you, a petty trash like you?"

In fact, these words are really Kim Tae-soo's slander against the king, because everyone saw that when he kicked sideways just now, the king did not attack at all, but simply used two moves of pulling and pulling. It is to break his leg.

Everyone couldn't see any changes in Wang Shang's moves, but simply used his body's explosive reaction ability to solve Jin Taizu with the simplest movements.

In the whole process, the king only used three movements, flashing, pulling and pulling, that's all, he defeated Kim Tae-soo with ease.

The taekwondo coaches and the two curators who were present immediately looked shocked and surprised.

It seems that they underestimated this young man from China.

At this time, everyone flocked to Kim Tae-soo.

These people from the cold country hurriedly asked about his situation, and there was a lot of cold chatter, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Soon two Han Guo coaches helped Kim Tae-soo up, helped him to the side, and quickly checked his injuries.

There was even a Han Guo coach who quickly took out his mobile phone and called the emergency number.

Suddenly, the Taekwondo gym was in chaos.

Fortunately, the king's attack just now was not vicious, it was just very simple, just point it to the end.

If he exerted a little force, then Kim Tae-soo would be dead now.

Jin Taizhu endured severe pain and stared at the king.

He was horrified by the king's terrifying strength, and at the same time regretted that he did not have deep knowledge in Taekwondo.

At this time Zhang Ziling stood up and said very depressed: "Jin Taizhu, I told you before that you should not compete with the king. You see that your right leg is injured now, and this leg is yours as our Beijing FC. The dominant leg of the club's main central defender, and now you are injured, although the doctor has not come, I don't know how long it will take for your injury to recover, but you will definitely not be able to play for a while."

Jin Taizhu was in pain and embarrassment, and he uttered a series of cold words in his mouth, but he didn't know what it was.

On his face, there was remorse and remorse, as well as deep unwillingness.

Zhang Ziling blamed Kim Tae-soo again: "I can tell you, this is your own problem, not the injury on the court or training ground, you have to be responsible for your actions. If you can't play at that time, then according to the contract rules , but you will be responsible for deducting your bonus and the losses you caused to the club!"

It was said that Kim Tae-soo was in pain and despair, and his intestines were about to turn green. If he had known this, he really shouldn't have provoked the king and ended up in such a miserable and embarrassing end.

Not long after, an ambulance arrived, and surgeons and nurses from a nearby hospital flocked to him, put him on a stretcher, and sent him to the hospital for treatment.

At this time, the king yawned, turned around and prepared to dodge, and murmured in his mouth: "Oh, your Dahan's Taekwondo seems to be very ordinary. I would have known that I would not come. It is a waste of my precious money." time!"

Hearing this, the more than a dozen Taekwondo coaches present were all angry, their eyes were red, their bodies trembled, and they clenched their fists tightly, and their knuckles made cracking sounds.

One of them was Kim Min-jae, curator of Taekwondo, and angrily scolded: "Stinky boy, stop for me and hurt our Kim Tae-soo, do you want to leave like this?"

The deputy curator Pu Deshuang next to him even rushed to Wang Shang, blocked his way, and threatened coldly: "Boy, you are very good at fighting. How dare you hurt our brother Kim Tae-soo, and how dare you humiliate our taekwondo?" , let me tell you, you don’t want to leave tonight!” The king showed surprise, looked at the group of taekwondo coaches, and sneered: “Don’t you look like Kim Tae-soo just now? Are you screaming in pain on the ground? Let me tell you, the doctors are very busy now, you don’t want to be injured one by one, you have to let the doctors come to treat you. "

Immediately, he was extremely angry, and suddenly put on a fighting stance, hooked his index finger at the king, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Stinky boy, I'm here to compete with you, but I want to see how big you are!" the ability."

The king's rogue shook his head, and said contemptuously: "You people are really hopeless. After beating one another, another one comes. I have never seen people like you. Your skills are not good, but your mouth is very hard. "

"Stop talking nonsense, brat, take the move!" Pu Deshuang rushed out again, raised his leg and kicked towards the king ferociously.

This move was very sudden and full of violence.

This is also because Park Duk-shuang put all his energy into it, and as a high-level Taekwondo gangster, his strength is far higher than that of Kim Tae-soo, so his burst of strength and speed are much stronger than Kim Tae-soo's.

Moreover, his move just now was too sudden, the king was not prepared at all, he stood there without moving, only heard a muffled sound, Pu Deshuang's side kick hit hard and impartially. The belly of the king.

Immediately, many taekwondo masters from the cold country in the taekwondo hall showed surprise!

Because this time, Pu Deshuang successfully hit the Huaxia boy.

However, not long after they were happy, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Because the king is actually standing still, like Mount Tai, even if he was kicked in the abdomen by Pu De, there is no abnormality.Wang Shang said coldly: "I said big brother, this move of yours is neither painful nor itchy, it's not enough to scratch my itch, can you use all your strength?"

Immediately, Pu Deshuang was horrified, and murmured secretly, an attack with all his strength, did not bring any substantial harm to this kid?

terror!

so horrible!

Is this kid made of iron or steel bars?

Chapter 298 Make You Wait For A Long Time

"I haven't asked you yet, what is your name, Gao?"

Wang Shang defeated Pu Deshuang, a taekwondo black belt coach from a cold country in front of him, couldn't help smiling, and asked.

The other party faltered in his unfluent Chinese language, "I, I am Pu Deshuang!"

"Pu Deshuang?" Immediately, Wang Shang burst out laughing, jokingly said: "Your Excellency's name is really different, Pu Deshuang, Pu Deshuang, why, what you like to do most in your life is prostitution? Prostitution is good, prostitution is good !"

In fact, Pu Deshuang opened a taekwondo gym in Huaxia, and of course he would also be exposed to Chinese culture. He also knew that the translation of his name in this cold country really made people think about it.

But there is no way, the name was given by parents, and it is a translated Chinese language, who would have thought that it would have such a meaning?

"Stinky boy, why are you laughing? There's no reason for that!" Pu Deshuang lay on the ground and struggled to stand up. After the fight just now, he knew that his strength was far inferior to this kid. If he continued to fight, then he would Only hurt more.

In desperation, he could only admit defeat, so that he avoided being beaten again.

Soon, he staggered to the side of curator Jin Minzai, and murmured in a low voice: "Senior brother, this kid is really strong, it's really weird, he looks like a humble man, and he is not a muscular man, but he can actually explode With a terrifying power, I am far from his opponent!"

"Otherwise, let me try it?" Jin Minzai saw it in his eyes and was angry in his heart.

In his taekwondo gym, Kim Tae-soo was beaten, and then the deputy director, Park Duk-shuang, was beaten. This humiliation was beyond his tolerance!

You know, these cold country people love saving face the most, and they have a strong sense of vanity and self-esteem. They never think that Chinese Kung Fu is so great. In their view, the most powerful things in this world belong to They are from the cold country.

Even the Chinese Kungfu, which is famous all over the world, in their eyes, is just a flashy and flashy.

They feel that only Taekwondo in the cold country is the most powerful kung fu.

But they never expected that in their taekwondo gym, they were completely kicked out by a young Huaxia boy. Moreover, whether it was Kim Tae-soo or Park Duk-shuang, almost all of them were in front of this Huaxia boy. Fight back.

"Brother, do you really want to compete with him?" Pu De's eyes flickered, his face hesitant.

He fought against the king and knew how powerful the opponent was.

Therefore, he was reluctant to see senior brother Jin Minzai suffer humiliation again.

However, as the curator, Jin Minzai, at this moment, it is really unreasonable if he does not take action.

After all, more than a dozen coaches were all watching.

If he can't defeat this young Huaxia kid, then what's his face?

"Brat, I'll fight you!"

Suddenly, Jin Minzai stood up, put on a posture, and yelled at the king.

"It's true that after beating one, another one comes. Do you want to give away the heads one by one?" The king snorted, and wanted to get out of the way a long time ago, but it's a pity that this group of Han people insisted on asking for trouble.

He had no choice but to give Zhang Ziling a glance and said flatly: "Miss Zhang, if you have something to do, go first, maybe I will delay you for a minute."

"I'll wait for you." Zhang Ziling smiled slightly. Now she is full of admiration for the king. She thinks that this young man is really amazing. When he taught these Han people a lesson, he was really handsome.

A boy who has such a strong skill, and, on the court, is so handsome and cool, is simply bursting!

She likes such a boy so much, she feels that the Prince Charming in her heart has already appeared, and it is him!

Therefore, she is willing to wait, and is willing to wait forever.

In order to be able to see the king a few more times, she will not leave now.

"Stinky boy, take the trick!"

Soon, Jin Minzai made a move.

This shot was very fast, the movement was very fast, and the first move used was not Taekwondo Kungfu, but Huaxia Kungfu.

This is a boxing method that belongs to the Nanquan faction. Although the king doesn't know the name of this boxing technique of Jin Minzai, in his opinion, it is obvious that Jin Minzai's strength is higher than that of Pu Deshuang.

Soon, the two fought.

What Jin Minzai used was indeed a Huaxia boxing method. To be precise, it was the Mojia boxing in the Nanquan faction. The punches pay attention to speed and tricky angles. They are often unexpected and very rich in rhythm changes.