Park Chengxun was indeed angry and took action against Liu Ziyang.
Kim Jong-cheol and his disciple Zhou Lei were defeated by Liu Ziyang one after another. This was not only a slap in the face, but also a severe defeat of the prestige of Taekwondo. This involved the enrollment and registration of his Taekwondo gym, which seriously affected
his interests.
Just imagine, if Taekwondo seems so unbearable, and a random student shows up and uses Huaguo Martial Arts, he knocks down students who have studied Taekwondo for many years. Who will be willing to learn Taekwondo in the future? Who will be willing to sign up at his Taekwondo gym?
Therefore, Park Chengxun must take action and find a reason to suppress Liu Ziyang and defeat Liu Ziyang's majesty, so as to establish his prestige for Taekwondo.
As a Taekwondo master with a sixth-degree black belt, Park Sung-hoon does have some strength, which is far beyond what a student like Zhou Lei can match.
Liu Ziyang has been practicing Six-dan Quan with Old Man Ye for more than a month, and he has made rapid progress in being able to condense the power of the third level of Ming Jin. However, at this stage, he still cannot compete with Park Sung-hoon.
So when Park Sung-hoon rushed over, Liu Ziyang immediately felt a great sense of crisis.
But soon, a figure that looked like a towering god and demon stood in front of him, and there was a familiar aura wave.
"Brother Ye——"
Liu Ziyang felt warm in his heart and muttered to himself.
call!
At this time, Park Sung-hoon had already swept forward with one leg. His legs were as powerful as the wind, and contained a strong force. The wind that blew up from the legs was painful, both in terms of the angle of the legs and the power contained in them.
, indeed has some strength.
But in front of Ye Junlang, his strength was as strong as that of a three-year-old child.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlang dashed over in a flash, and without losing any momentum, he collided head-on with Park Sung-hoon who was sweeping with his legs.
Ye Junlang blocked Park Chengxun's sweeping leg movement and raised his arms, and his whole body crashed into Park Chengxun like an armored tank.
Bang!
Before Park Chengxun could react, he only felt a huge force rushing towards him. He fell backwards, and his blood was boiling under the impact, and stars were shining in his eyes.
Before Park Sung-hoon could stand firm, a hand suddenly grabbed the collar of his martial arts uniform and lifted him up. Park Sung-hoon was already flying into the air, and then he swept over with a bottom-up leg movement, hitting him in the middle.
Park Sung Hoon's body.
Just as Park Sung-hoon was about to fall down, he was swept up by this leg and his body rose again.
call!
In the blink of an eye, another leg wind whizzed by and struck Park Sung-hoon's body in mid-air, and then Park Sung-hoon flew out in mid-air.
"Look—the trapeze artist!"
In the venue, I don't know which student shouted.
This statement can be called a classic, and it immediately attracted the echo of other students——
"A black belt master has become a trapeze artist. Is this to challenge Gang Leader Qiao's position?"
"Oops, he's flying towards the basketball hoop. Give him a basketball - he's going to dunk!"
"Soaring into the sky, unstoppable! Let's take a look at the ascension of a generation of Taekwondo masters!"
In the stadium, students were all joking about last-ditch attacks, and from time to time some divine reply would burst out, causing the whole room to burst into laughter.
Both Jin Zhengzhe and Zhou Lei heard this. Their faces turned blue and white, and they felt ashamed and ashamed. At the same time, they also felt frightened in their hearts——
Who exactly is he?
How could it have such terrifying strength?
Even a sixth-degree black belt expert like Park Sung-hoon was helpless and was beaten like a human punching bag, dangling in the air. This is simply unimaginable!
Plop!
In the end, Park Sung-hoon fell heavily to the ground along the curve of free fall. The dignified sixth-degree black belt master was lying on the ground like a dog eating shit. This contrast in status was too unexpected.
The instigator stood proudly on the spot, looking even more masculine and tough against the background of the security uniform. Although the students present could not see clearly how Ye Junlang took action, it was not important. What was important was that Park Chengxun was killed by Ye Junlang.
Defeat the knocked down.
"That classmate, don't hide, but stand up and tell me, compared with Taekwondo, is Huaguo Martial Arts practical?"
Ye Junlang stared at Jin Zhengzhe and asked with a smile.
Jin Zhengzhe's face was already filled with shame. His face turned green and white, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Facts speak louder than words.
Through actual duels, Taekwondo doesn't seem to have anything outstanding.
"Hua Guo Wu Dao has a long history and has thousands of years of history. If you have not been exposed to the real Hua Guo Wu Dao and you make the rash assertion that Hua Guo Wu Dao is nothing but fancy tricks, you are just a frog in the well. In the face of the real Hua Guo Wu Dao,
Taekwondo is really not that good." Ye Junlang continued.
After Ye Junlang finished speaking, he looked around and said with a smile: "You continue with the class. I won't interrupt you."
With that said, he walked towards the outside of the gymnasium.
Are you still going to class?
Park Sung-hoon, who was preparing to teach, has been labeled as a "trapeze artist". How can he still teach this class?
Liu Ziyang had come to his senses. When he saw Ye Junlang walking out, he quickly ran to catch up, shouting: "Brother Ye, Brother Ye——"
Ye Junlang turned his head and glanced at Liu Ziyang, who was running over, and asked with a smile: "What? Aren't you going to take Taekwondo class?"
"I won't go to school. I won't go to school in the future!" Liu Ziyang grinned, and then said in disbelief, "Brother Ye, did I really defeat Senior Zhou just now? WTF?"
Damn it! I can’t believe it. Mr. Zhou is the president of the Taekwondo club and a black belt master!"
Ye Junlang smiled angrily and said, "Zi Yang, you need to enlarge your goals in the future. You need to place your opponents on those truly powerful martial arts geniuses in the ancient martial arts world."
"Ancient martial arts world? Martial arts genius?" Liu Ziyang was confused.
"Forget it, you will know later." Ye Junlang didn't know how to explain it. He could only wait for Liu Ziyang to come into contact with the ancient martial arts world in the future and then slowly understand it.
Liu Ziyang didn't care either. There was a look of great excitement on his face. He said: "Mr. Ye is indeed extraordinary. I could tell at the first sight that Mr. Ye is an extraordinary person. No,
The boxing skills taught to me casually are so awesome! His grandma never noticed this before. It seems that I have to concentrate on practicing the boxing skills taught by Mr. Ye in the future."
After Ye Junlang heard this, his heart moved, and he became quite curious about Old Man Ye.
The six-stage boxing set taught to Liu Ziyang by Old Man Ye actually allowed Liu Ziyang to gather the power of Ming Jin. Moreover, this boxing method was extremely mysterious during the battle, and it was extremely powerful in both offense and defense.
Is it possible that Old Man Ye is really as tall as he boasts? He is a tall man? And he is several stories tall?
With this question in mind, Ye Junlang returned to Tingzhu Xiaozhu and wanted to ask him in front of Old Man Ye.
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