Pan Xianyu is definitely not a good student, because after he walked to Wu Chi and stood in front of him, he did not follow the two excellent role models like the two green belt men in front of him, but relied on the fact that he was two inches taller than Wu Chi.
Looking down at Wu Chi proudly.
This look is typical of a nouveau riche.
"Are you Wu Chi?" Pan Xianyu asked with an obviously foreign accent.
"Are you the Bangzi of Country H?" Wu Chi smiled and said, reciprocating a favor. Wu Chi already felt that he had done a pretty good job. When had he ever generously given sticks to others?
"Hmph, you are not allowed to insult our great Republic of China. Also, my Chinese name is Pan Xianyu!" Pan Xianyu was furious.
"Oh? Pan Xianyu, right? Are you from country H?"
"Of course!" Pan Xianyu's tone was full of pride.
"According to the etiquette of Taekwondo in Country H, should you bow to me before the competition?"
"……yes."
"Then why don't you bow to me?"
"...because you didn't bow to our opponents in the first two games. If I bow to you and you don't bow to me, I think you are disrespecting us." Pan Xianyu said with anger in his tone.
There is no hint of compromise in it.
When Wu Chi heard this, he smiled in his heart and continued to talk nonsense: "You didn't bow to me, how do you know that I won't bow to you?... Just because I don't respect them two doesn't necessarily mean that I don't respect you either. How do you know that I won't bow to you?"
How can you make the mistake of generalizing?... You keep saying that you are from Country H, and you are also a Taekwondo blue belt from Country H, but you actually don’t pay attention to etiquette when competing in public places. How will we Chinese people treat you?
What about the Chinese?...If the people in your country knew about it, what would they think of you?"
Wu Chi's four "what"s immediately broke down Pan Xianyu's inner defenses. Wu Chi's move was first raised and then suppressed. It was extremely skillful, seamless and natural.
First, raise the opponent's status, at least to a level higher than the previous two, and then put the national reputation and personal reputation directly on his head to see if he still dares to be active and lively, without rules.
"I'm sorry!" Pan Xianyu said these three Chinese words with difficulty, and his eyes were on fire when he looked at Wu Chi.
"Is it okay to apologize?" Wu Chi sneered.
Pan Xianyu took two steps back after hearing this, bowed to Wu Chi, frowned tightly, and said harshly: "Please enlighten me!"
The audience at the scene burst into laughter watching this scene.
"I am your opponent, Wu Chi. Remember this!" Wu Chi said with a smile.
"Why don't you salute me?"
"Because I am not a stickman from Country H, I am a Chinese. Since ancient times, we in China have had a fine tradition. When the warriors of China compete with the warriors of Country H, the warriors of China do not need to salute the warriors of Country H.
, because Country H is a vassal state of China. Do you understand history? Country H is a stick!" Wu Chi smiled slyly.
Pan Xianyu knew that he had been fooled by the monkey in front of him. He was so angry that he was jealous and thick-necked. He quickly said some bird language that Wu Chi didn't know, and then quickly rushed towards Wu Chi. Looking at his posture, he really wanted to
Wu Chi was torn apart.
In fact, if Wu Chi is willing, he has countless ways to make Pan Xianyu angry and chaotic. But he only likes to humiliate his country by humiliating him, and he succeeded!
Although Pan Xianyu is a patriotic guy, he is also a foolhardy guy. If he is provoked casually, he will get very angry and throw himself into chaos.
His biggest mistake was that he fully exaggerated his sense of superiority as the leader of Country H in the land of China.
Compared with green belts, Pan Xianyu, who has blue belts, is naturally more powerful. Moreover, he is a native of H country. He has been trained in Taekwondo since he was a child, and his actual combat ability is much stronger.
"Today, I'm going to let you have a taste of Taekwondo from our H country!" Pan Xianyu said through gritted teeth, then walked to Wu Chi's side, raised his foot and struck at Wu Chi fiercely, with a white shadow and a whirring sound.
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The entire Taekwondo gym suddenly became quiet. The exciting event they were looking forward to was about to arrive. Everyone held their breath and stared at the center of the field without squinting.
Wu Chi's evil spirit was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly flashed in front of Pan Xianyu at an extremely fast speed. Pan Xianyu only felt that the figure in front of him blurred, and then Wu Chi disappeared. When he realized what he was doing, he was no longer in a hurry.
A burning pain suddenly came from the back of his buttocks, and a strong thrust pushed him to stagger to the ground in front of him.
Pan Xianyu, who stretched his legs in the air without putting them down, hit the ground uncontrollably.
As a result, she spread her legs in a straight line like a dancer with a soft body and crossed her legs in a straight line, then sat down on the ground.
"Boom!" With a sound, Pan Xianyu's crotch came into the most intimate contact with the wooden floor of Taekwondo.
Then there was a "squeak!" sound, and Pan Xianyu's crotch cracked directly, and a tearing pain spread along his afferent nerves to every corner of his body.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, Pan Xianyu's eyes were red, and with a ferocious expression because of the pain, he let out a pitiful roar of "Ah!"!
This "dong!", "squeak!" and "ah!" were clearly heard by all the silent audience. Combined with Pan Xianyu's "awkward" dance steps and the wonderful expression on his face, it was really vivid and incomparable.
The whole audience burst into laughter. Many spectators even stood up from their seats and took off their clothes, revealing their strong arms and waving the clothes vigorously, roaring! What a shame for China!
"Hmph, you deserve it!" When the Taekwondo members saw their "partners" being so embarrassed in just a single glance, instead of being indignant or worried, they were extremely happy.
"This way, it will be much easier to do things when we sell him to the 'glass' house later."
Hearing this, the gay men all showed their knowing and lewd smiles.
Pan Xianyu had never experienced such a shame and humiliation in his life. Driven by strong anger, he jumped up from the ground and quickly flew towards Wu Chi, who was smiling fiercely.
As we all know, Taekwondo is world-famous for its unpredictable, graceful and unrestrained kicks, and is known as the art of kicking. This is an important feature that distinguishes Taekwondo from other fighting arts.
Pan Xianyu has been practicing hard for so many years, and has a set of kicking skills that he is good at, that is - kicking with one leg and then turning and kicking sideways.
At this time, he had to show off what he had originally planned to do at the last moment. His anger allowed him to unleash his ultimate attack in advance.
I saw him rushing in front of Wu Chi like the wind, with hatred in his eyes, and kicked Wu Chi fiercely with one leg. His consistent movements were coherent and natural, and even had a kind of elegant beauty.
"Pan Xianyu's last killer move!" the Taekwondo members exclaimed.
"The prince will not be defeated this time, right?"
"You...the prince are our opponent!"
"Are you stupid? Didn't you realize that this stickman from country H is now using his taekwondo to compete with our Chinese kung fu?"