Chapter 81 You are all flower fists and embroidered legs
Chapter 81 You are all just showing off your skills and embroidering your legs.
While the Korean girl was secretly making love, Qin Chao didn't know that he was still concentrating on enjoying the performance on the stage.
Su Ji, a seductive female temptress, destroyed the fragile psychological defenses of countless young boys with her passionate dance. For a time, the audience burst into applause, and some boys even whistled.
Kim Jae-woo was also quite crazy. He stood up and put his foot on the chair, applauding and shouting "Shen Ma Shen Ma Smida". Anyway, Qin Chao couldn't understand it himself, and he was too embarrassed to ask Han Enxi next to him.
Han Enxi was even more depressed. She originally wanted to leave here early and go back to the dormitory, but when she met Qin Chao, her legs became weak and she couldn't walk. Oh my God, is this man the nemesis in her life?
After Su Ji finished her song, she blew an ambiguous kiss to Qin Chao. This made the venue explode, and all the men were thinking wildly.
"She, she kissed me!"
"Oh my God, my goddess kissed me. Did she feel my deep love?"
"Fart, she obviously kissed me!"
"Nonsense! You're tall and thick, it's strange that a goddess would like you!"
"Damn, that's better than a fat pig like you!"
"For my goddess! Fuck him!"
As a result, several people in the venue started to fight. Fortunately, bodyguards came forward and dragged these people out, so that the venue, which was almost full, slowly cooled down again.
Only Qin Chao knew that Su Ji's kiss was for him. The girl was so courageous, and Qin Chao felt warm in his heart.
Su Ji left the stage and the rest of the program continued. But everyone seemed to be still immersed in Su Ji's dance, so the subsequent programs did not receive much attention.
Du Xing is the president of the school's martial arts club. He has learned Hong Quan from his grandfather since he was a child and has a sacred belief in Chinese martial arts.
Therefore, when he entered university, he immediately formed such a club to attract martial arts enthusiasts with similar interests to him and jointly study China's profound martial arts culture.
In this kind of international exchange meeting, in order to promote Chinese martial arts culture, Du Xing naturally worked hard to get a performance spot.
At this time, he took his members and went on stage to perform the long-prepared program.
In the center of the stage is a boy and girl. The boy is handsome and the girl is beautiful. Both of them have good martial arts skills and are two of Du Xing's most capable men.
I saw two of them, one in red and one in yellow, feeding each other moves on the stage. At this time, the two were performing Hong Fist and Xing Yi Quan. The two of them were going back and forth, sometimes as fast as the wind, sometimes as slow as a virgin.
But one thing that Du Xing ignored was that this kind of martial arts performance was not strong in nature, and only those who knew the skill could understand the routines.
The students from our school below the stage were okay. They knew to some extent that Chinese martial arts performances were like this. But the foreign students didn't understand. They all shouted that they were bored and changed the program.
"What's the point of this kind of show!" Kim Jae-woo leaned back on his chair and curled his lips, "The Chinese don't know much about Kung Fu. Their Kung Fu is just a little bit of what they learned from Korean culture. Our Taekwondo is
The strongest. Enxi, don’t you think so?”
As a result, when Jin Zaiyou turned his head, the beautiful female classmate was not sitting next to him. "Hey, where did Eunxi go?"
Kim Jae-woo was wondering when he suddenly saw something strange happen on the stage. A Japanese exchange student suddenly walked out of the audience and jumped onto the stage.
"Classmate, I'm sorry, we are performing a show, please come down."
A teacher stood up immediately and said.
"Sorry!" the Japanese boy said, speaking relatively fluent Chinese, "I am a student at the Japanese Shin Budokan, and I have been learning karate. Now I see the students from your school performing Chinese Kung Fu, and I took the
mentality, I want to discuss with them. I don’t know if your school can satisfy my wish.”
The Japanese student had a seemingly sarcastic smile on his face. His teacher didn't care, he just stood there with his arms folded and watched the joke.
Su Fei looked at the arrogant Japanese student, frowned, and discussed with several school leaders. At this time, the person in charge of this exchange meeting, Wu Hao, the director of the Municipal Education Bureau, suddenly said.
"Xiao Su, I think this activity can still be held. This will be more conducive to our Sino-Japanese friendship and cultural exchanges between us."
Director Wu had already said this, so Concubine Su could only nod her head.
"Tell Du Xing that you can compete with this Japanese student. But be careful and stop there."
"Okay." The teacher in charge immediately walked to the front desk and told Du Xing.
The president of the martial arts club was also a little angry and thought to himself, you blind Japanese devil, aren’t you picking on me? Well, since you dare to come, I will let you come back without any return.
Du Xing was full of fighting spirit, but he forgot that what he had learned was just a little bit of Hong Quan. Even the few members of the club were mostly interested in it. Two-way boxing was okay, but if he really wanted to fight with someone,
I'm afraid I don't have any practical experience at all.
"Wang Wei, go teach him a lesson!" Du Xing said to the boy in red.
"Yes, President, just look at me!"
Then Wang Wei glanced at Ai Jia, a young beauty wearing a yellow military uniform next to him. He was also a member of the club and he had been chasing Ai Jia for a long time. However, this little girl had a very high vision and always said that her kung fu was far behind and she did not take him seriously.
Look at yourself.
Hum hum, teach this ignorant Japanese a lesson in front of her today, so that Ai Jia can change her view of herself!
The actors backstage were also secretly watching the upcoming competition on the stage. Fang Wen was wearing a black leather jacket and skirt, looking a little more charming than usual. She blushed and asked Hu Lili, who was also dressed next to her.
"Lili, do you think we can win?"
"Of course!" Hu Lili rolled her eyes, "Didn't Wang Wei always claim that he was the children's martial arts champion in the city when he was a child? It should be no problem to fight against a little Japan."
"But...why do I feel that the Japanese student looks so fierce..." Fang Wen muttered in a low voice.
"You little girl..." Hu Lili secretly glanced at Su Ji who was taking off her makeup on the other side, and lowered her voice and said, "Except for your brother Qin Chao, in your eyes, who is not fierce?"
"Lili...what did you say..." Fang Wen's face became even redder.
Let’s not talk about the girl’s heart. I saw Wang Wei standing on the front desk, making a bow to the little Japanese.
"I'm Wang Wei, a disciple of Hong Fist, please give me some advice." After saying that, he clenched his fists, got down from his horse stance, and assumed the stance of Hong Fist.
At the same time, Wang Wei also meant to be polite, I will defend first and you will attack first.
The Japanese student was not polite. He suddenly shouted loudly, took a big step forward, and at the same time made a clean chop.
Wang Wei was startled by this, and thought to himself, the little Japan in the Male Gobi Desert will fight no matter what!
"Wang Wei, be careful!" Others did not see the Japanese student's chop, but Ai Jia knew the power. Although Japanese karate is not a top-notch kung fu, it pursues power and ferocity. Many Japanese students use
He used his hands to break bricks, and the Japanese student's palms were covered with calluses, which showed that he had been immersed in this technique for a long time.
If the chop was real this time, then Wang Wei would be concussed if he wasn't stupid.
Fortunately, Wang Wei was also smart. In a hurry, he stretched out his two arms and crossed them in front of him.
The Japanese student's chopping hand also fell, and only two clicks were heard. Wang Wei screamed and fell to his knees with a plop.
"Wang Wei!"
Several students ran over quickly, but Wang Wei was so painful that his face turned pale, he was sweating coldly, and his body could not move.
There happened to be a school doctor who was also watching the show. He quickly came over and checked Wang Wei.
"It's broken, please send it to the hospital quickly."
Broken bones... These students all looked at the Japanese student in horror. He just stood there quietly with his arms hanging down, as if this commotion had nothing to do with him.
"Chinese Kung Fu is just fancy tricks." After Wang Wei was sent away, the Japanese student finally said loudly, "Only Karate is the strongest Kung Fu!"
He walked to the center of the stage, raised his arms, and shouted loudly, "I am wearing shota, and I want to set up a karate club in Guangyuan School to promote our Japanese karate culture! If you want to become stronger, don't learn that
Plant flowers, embroider fists and legs, come to our Zhenwu Karate Club, I will wear shotai, welcome you!"
There was a sudden uproar in the audience, and the students in Guangyuan were about to burst into anger. However, this magic horse Sunshine Shota did kill the members of the martial arts club with one move, and even broke bones.
College students like me are powerless. Even if we get angry, we can't beat others.
At this time, someone finally couldn't stand the arrogance of Sun Chuan Shota and rushed to the stage. The students were excited for a while, thinking that finally a righteous young man with good skills had arrived. Who knew, but upon closer inspection, they were all disappointed.
Damn it, Qin Chao also took a sip, he turned out to be an exchange student from South Korea.
"#*@&!...&*" Kim Jae-woo couldn't see the Japanese promoting their karate so much, so he stood on the stage and shouted in a string of Korean characters.
"What did he say?" Qin Chao didn't understand Korean, so he had to ask Han Enxi beside him.
"The kung fu of his...his country (China) is very good, and Japan's kung fu is not orthodox (orthodox) at all. Our Korean Taekwondo is the best kung fu."
"Damn, here comes another braggart." Qin Chao rolled his eyes and thought to himself, no wonder there is a saying, there is bragging every year, but there are so many this year!
"Souka..." That day, Mr. Shota seemed to understand Kim Jae-woo's Korean. His face turned gloomy and he said, "In that case, let's have a competition. The winner will be qualified to form a club. The loser will
, kneel on the ground, kowtow, apologize, and become a disciple!"
When Jin Zaiyou saw the opponent's karate stance, he followed the principle of striking first to gain the upper hand. He immediately flew forward and whipped his leg hard towards the forehead of Shota.
"Ha!" Shota Sunsara shouted, stretched out his right arm to block the top of his head, and clamped Jin Zaiyou's leg with his strong forearm. Then, he made a fist with his left hand, placed it across his waist, and then let out another sound
Drink continuously and deliver with heavy blows.
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