An energetic old man sat on the rostrum with a sad expression. He was Guan Junxiong, the president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association.
At this moment, Guan Junxiong was in a very uncomfortable mood. This martial arts exchange meeting was such a failure. Their Chinese side was almost completely tortured. He felt extremely aggrieved.
The one who was kicked off the stage just now was his own disciple, but he was no match for Goryeo.
"President Guan, it seems that your Chinese members are a little weak. No one is the opponent of my disciple Park Dongcheng. I will say that your Chinese martial arts have been lost long ago. We, Goryeo, are the real inheritance of Chinese martial arts.
Or, your current China has lost all its traditional martial arts, so it has declined."
Li Jinghao, the president of Korea, said with a smile.
"Our Chinese martial arts are profound and unpredictable, and there are many people who have obtained the true inheritance. How could it decline?" Guan Junxiong argued.
He is not lying, he knows that China has real martial arts, and those who are highly accomplished are called warriors.
It's a pity that warriors have powers beyond ordinary people, but they don't appear in the world.
Only the country and some top aristocratic families control some warriors, and more of them have established sects and are hidden in the mountains and deep forests.
"President Guan, are you still deceiving yourself? I won't talk nonsense to you. If no one from China wants to challenge Park Dongcheng, you will be judged as a loser. You must admit in front of me that Chinese martial arts are not as good as ours, Goryeo!"
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Li Jinghao smiled coldly. In his eyes, Guan Junxiong was just trying to save face.
Humph, ancient Chinese martial arts have been lost for a long time. How can we compare it with our Korean Taekwondo? Our Taekwondo is the strongest.
Guan Junxiong felt uncomfortable in his heart. Asking him to admit in public that Chinese ancient martial arts was inferior to Goryeo would be more aggrieved than killing him.
It's a pity that in the vast China, geniuses emerge in large numbers, and countless strong men are hidden in the world, but they are ridiculed by this mere Goryeo, Guan Junxiong thought sadly and indignantly in his heart.
At this time, Wang Guohua came with Ye Qinghuan and the others, walked to Guan Junxiong and said: "President Guan, this is the Ye Qinghuan I told you last time."
"Ye Qinghuan?" Guan Junxiong was stunned.
"That's the one I met in Bijin Park before, the one who knocked him down with just one move."
"It's him! Ye Qinghuan! That's the young man who is already a warrior!"
Guan Junxiong was instantly excited. Wang Guohua had mentioned this man many times that he was a young genius. If he could defeat him with one move, he must be a warrior!
Wang Guohua wanted to draw him into the martial arts association, but unfortunately, he never saw this man again.
Now, he actually invited this genius here.
Guan Junxiong took a look at Ye Qinghuan. He was a young man with fine features. He looked a bit tall and thin, and did not look like a martial arts master.
But Guan Junxiong knew that a warrior's strength did not depend on his body shape.
"Mr. Ye Qinghuan is really a young genius. He has become a legendary warrior at a young age. It is really admirable." Guan Junxiong quickly complimented.
Ye Qinghuan nodded without being modest and said, "Okay, let's get started quickly. I have something else to do tonight."
Guan Junxiong nodded in his heart, and Ye Qinghuan's confidence made him feel at ease. Although Ye Qinghuan was not as humble as other young people, this self-confidence also gave him a lot of confidence.
"President Li, there is one last person on our side who challenges you. If he loses again, we on the Chinese side will admit defeat. I will also admit in front of reporters that the ancient Chinese martial arts are indeed not as good as Korea."
Guan Junxiong turned around and said to Li Jinghao.
Li Jinghao also saw Ye Qinghuan and Yu Lianxiong. He saw that these two people were invited by Guan Junxiong for support, but he didn't take it to heart.
The strength of these people in China was so far behind them that he was not worried at all.
"Okay, I hope President Guan will do what he says."
Guan Junxiong turned around and said to Ye Qinghuan: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"It's not me, it's him who came on stage." Ye Qinghuan turned sideways slightly and made way for Yu Lianxiong who was standing behind him.
"You're not going? Who is this?" Guan Junxiong asked in surprise.
He was assured of Ye Qinghuan's strength, because with Wang Guohua's guarantee, Ye Qinghuan must be a warrior.
But who is this man? Although he looks very strong, his body shape has nothing to do with being a real warrior. Who knows whether he is a master or not.
"Ye Qinghuan is my instructor!" Yu Lianxiong stepped forward and said.
"What, you are his student?" Guan Junxiong exclaimed in surprise. Yu Lianxiong is obviously older than Ye Qinghuan, but Ye Qinghuan is Yu Lianxiong's instructor?
Guan Junxiong suddenly became even more uneasy. If Yu Lianxiong was Ye Qinghuan's friend, it meant that they should be masters of the same level.
But Yu Lianxiong is Ye Qinghuan's student. No matter how talented Ye Qinghuan is, he is probably just a junior martial artist at the lowest level. Yu Lianxiong is his student, so naturally he cannot be a martial artist.
As a result, they have no absolute chance of winning.
Although Junxiong was in a dilemma, he felt uneasy, but he couldn't say it outright.
Wang Guohua saw Guan Junxiong's worry and said to Ye Qinghuan: "Senior Ye Qinghuan, I'm not doubting the strength of your disciples, it's just that this game is very important to us and related to the honor of our country, so we need to be 100%
Grasp the strength of your disciple——"
Before Wang Guohua finished speaking, Ye Qinghuan said calmly: "If you believe me, let Yu Lianxiong come in, and you will win naturally. If you don't believe me, then I will just turn around and leave."
"Okay, Senior Ye is a warrior, so he is naturally confident. I believe in Senior Ye." Guan Junxiong said simply, he had no other choice now.
"Fight quickly, don't waste time." Ye Qinghuan said to Yu Lianxiong.
"Yes, instructor!" Yu Lianxiong's eyes narrowed and he said forcefully.
As a special forces soldier, Yu Lianxiong's patriotic passion is stronger than that of ordinary people. Of course, he can't stand the arrogance of Goryeo people in his own territory!
Yu Lianxiong walked onto the playing field, and Park Dongcheng stood proudly on the field, enjoying the cheers of a group of female fans in the audience.
"You are not my opponent, bow to me, and then go down by yourself, I won't hurt you!" Park Dongcheng's Chinese was not very fluent, but he still said proudly.
He has defeated too many Chinese players, and even in Korea there are few opponents. How can these weaklings from China who have lost their inheritance be his opponents?
"So much nonsense!"
Yu Lianxiong looked at him coldly and followed the instructor. He had seen many masters. It was a joke for such a guy who was not even a warrior to be arrogant in front of him.
"You are humiliating yourself!" Park Dongcheng became angry instantly and took an offensive stance.
After the referee gave the order, Park Dongcheng could no longer hold back and kicked Ye Qinghuan with a series of legs.
Yu Lianxiong remained arrogant and motionless. In his opinion, Park Dongcheng's handsome and swift kick was nothing more than a show.
too weak!
"It's over. This man is too weak. He was frightened silly by the kick from Gao Li's stick."
"Hey, Chinese martial arts are indeed a cloud. Modern Taekwondo and Karate are the real practical martial arts."
A group of audience members sighed, not wanting to watch anymore and preparing to leave the venue.