After the Jinyun Society matter was settled, Chen Yang sent An Ning on the plane back to China.
An Ning really doesn't want to stay in Korea anymore, and she has a shadow over this place.
Anyway, Chen Yang still had to fight Bangzi, and he didn't have time to accompany An Ning, so he simply sent An Ning away.
After An Ning left, Chen Yang returned to the hotel.
After the battle with Jinyun Society, his relationship with Dongfang Cheng became closer.
Although Dongfang Cheng is a bit boring, he is a person who can stand up when the critical moment comes.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang spent three days in South Korea.
Today, it’s time to fight the stick.
The people from the diplomatic corps were responsible for negotiating other matters, while Chen Yang and Dongfang Cheng headed towards their destination.
The battlefield is set in a secret military base, and the battle will be conducted secretly and will not be made public.
At this time, inside the military base.
Li Zaidong was sitting in a wheelchair, paralyzed as if he had dementia, and could not even stand up straight.
His body was connected to various instruments, and infusions were still being given to his hands.
More than a month has passed, and despite the most powerful expert diagnosis and treatment, Li Zaidong's body still has not recovered.
In that battle with Chen Yang, he was kicked so hard that many of his bones were shattered and his internal organs were also ruptured and damaged.
If he hadn't been rich enough to have his organs transplanted, he might have died.
Now he hates Chen Yang with all his heart, but he doesn't dare to provoke him again.
Because he knew that even his master who had practiced Taekwondo to the realm of transformation was no match for Chen Yang.
That college student named Chen Yang is too strong.
However, although he did not dare to deal with Chen Yang, Li Zaidong still dragged his body that had not yet recovered and insisted on coming to this military base to watch the third battle between China and South Korea.
The person fighting today is his senior brother Jiang Yinghu, who is stronger than him.
He longed to see his senior brother Jiang Yinghu beat the Chinese people to pieces.
In the lounge, Jiang Yinghu didn't know that Li Zaidong would come. He saw Li Zaidong who was sitting in a wheelchair and was still undergoing treatment, and wondered: "Junior brother Li, how could you do this?"
Jiang Yinghu had been practicing in seclusion before, and he didn't know what happened to Li Zaidong.
Li Zaidong tilted his neck, with a look of resentment on his face, and murmured: "It's all done by the Chinese."
"oh?"
Jiang Yinghu looked puzzled and frowned: "You fought in the last game, how powerful are the Chinese people?"
"I gave up in the last game, and it was someone else who did it."
Li Zaidong gritted his teeth and told the story of his birth in Dong'an.
After Jiang Yinghu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that it was not someone sent by the Chinese officialdom. Otherwise, I would have to admit defeat in this game. But Junior Brother Li, it's not like you don't know that Chinese martial arts are prosperous, why do you want to show off?"
Challenge in the arena.”
Li Zaidong said depressedly: "I don't want to bring glory to the country or humiliate China. Who knew that a random college student could be so strong."
"You can't say that. You can only blame yourself for your misfortune."
Jiang Yinghu shook his head, thought for a moment, and then said: "Many masters in China like to hide in the city. It is very likely that an uncle who sweeps the floor and poops is a top master. Therefore, you must be extremely careful when acting in China. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be killed.
It might break down and sink into the sand. You're lucky to be able to save your life."
Li Zaidong showed an unwilling look on his face and said: "Brother, in today's battle, you must help me vent my anger and beat the Chinese people to pieces."
"Don't worry about this. Chinese masters generally don't interfere in worldly affairs. The masters at the level of college students you meet will probably not appear again. Moreover, the person who comes today is not a disciple of any sect. I want to win against him.
It shouldn’t be a big problem.”
Jiang Yinghu analyzed, with a confident expression on his face.
Li Zaidong nodded: "Brother, be more ruthless when the time comes and let them know how powerful Taekwondo is."
"Of course, we in South Korea are the center of the universe, and Taekwondo is the ancestor of all martial arts. How can I be afraid of him?"
Jiang Yinghu said shamelessly.
Since ancient times, unless there is a national crisis, the Chinese masters have always stayed hidden and will not be used by the government.
Jiang Yinghu knew this, that's why he was so arrogant.
"Hahaha, senior brother, it's up to you."
Li Zaidong burst into laughter with excitement.
Unexpectedly, he was so excited that he suffered multiple wounds on his body, his head tilted, and he fell into a wheelchair.
The accompanying doctor hurriedly stepped forward to check, frowned, and immediately picked up the intercom and shouted: "Bring the medical equipment in, everyone is in place, Mr. Li Zaidong has an emergency and needs rescue."
Soon, more than a dozen medical staff entered the lounge, which immediately turned into an emergency room.
Seeing this, Jiang Yinghu couldn't help but frown, secretly glad that he didn't provoke the Chinese master, otherwise, he might end up like Li Zaidong.
As for the person he would fight later, he didn't care too much.
Official Chinese warriors are never truly peerless warriors.
Li Zaidong was still rescuing people. At this time, someone came in and informed Jiang Yinghu that people from the Chinese side had arrived and asked him to hurry up and prepare for war.
Jiang Yinghu agreed and shouted to the medical staff who were rescuing him: "When my junior brother is out of danger, bring him over. I want him to see how I beat up the Chinese people."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang Yinghu."
After getting the doctor's answer, Jiang Yinghu left the lounge.
At this time, a huge open room, which was originally used for training soldiers in the military base, was temporarily transformed into a battlefield between China and South Korea.
Chen Yang and Dongfang Cheng had already arrived, and they were sitting on chairs by the wall, chatting.
Apart from the two of them, there was only one soldier in military uniform and no one else received him.
Moreover, this soldier does not understand Chinese and English, but only Korean.
Obviously, Bangzi deliberately snubbed Chen Yang and the other two.
However, this move was too low-end. Chen Yang and Dongfang Cheng didn't take it seriously at all and just started chatting on their own.
When Bangzi saw it on the surveillance camera, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
While Chen Yang and Chen Yang were chatting, Bangzi finally appeared.
Chen Yang looked at the entrance. Two sticks in military uniforms and another middle-aged man in black taekwondo training uniforms walked in.
The middle-aged man should be the opponent who is about to fight. He is very aggressive and seems to want to take the lead.
Bangzi walked up to Chen Yang, and after being introduced by Dongfang Cheng and people from Bangzi's side, Chen Yang learned that the middle-aged man's name was Jiang Yinghu.
"Your name is Chen Yang, right? No need to talk nonsense, let's start quickly. I want to defeat you within ten moves, and I have to go home in a hurry to eat."
Jiang Yinghu knew Chen Yang's name. He walked to the circled combat area and shouted towards Cheng Yang, his words full of provocation.