As soon as Ning Feiyang's words came out, the air became stagnant and everyone held their breath.
In the Chinese martial arts world, no one dared to talk to Liu Xianyun like this. They all turned their heads to see who was so bold.
Such a young boy?
Everyone sneered.
"Where did this young boy come from and utter such arrogant words!" Liu Xianyun said dissatisfied.
"You are not much older than me, but you actually call me a young boy?" Ning Feiyang said with a smile, "Do you often get called that in front of others?"
Liu Xianyun looked unhappy. When he was just starting out, most people looked down on him. He often heard the words "young boy" and they were also the words he disliked the most.
It wasn't until he became famous through Wing Chun that no one looked down upon him, but those words became his taboo, and no one dared to mention them.
It's not a good thing now, Ning Feiyang is hitting the point!
"Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?" Liu Xianyun said angrily.
"Who am I? I am..." Ning Feiyang was about to reveal his identity.
Mr. Song walked over quickly, interrupted him in time, and said: "He is my granddaughter's classmate. He must be here to see my granddaughter. Tiantian is not here today, so you should go back first."
When he spoke, he kept blinking and waving his hands.
Mr. Song knew that Ning Feiyang was powerful, but when faced with so many people at the same time, and they were so aggressive, he was also worried that the situation would get out of control and he would get into trouble.
Liu Xianyun was not stupid either. He saw that Mr. Song was protecting the calf, his eyes fell on Ning Feiyang, and he said provocatively: "I think you are young and you should have a temper. It seems that you are not able to hide behind your elders now.
If you have the ability, stand up and speak."
Ning Feiyang wanted to move forward.
"Feiyang, they are not good people. You should leave quickly. I'm an old man and they won't do anything to me." Mr. Song persuaded me again.
"Grandpa Song, please stop talking." Ning Feiyang raised his voice and said openly, "I was the one who defeated Ma Hengtian in a one-on-one fight that day. If anything happens, just come to me and don't embarrass Mr. Song.
"
oh?
After everyone heard Ning Feiyang's words, they looked at him again and frowned tightly. What kind of background did this young man have to have such ability?
If one hits fifteen, there will definitely be two blows.
When ordinary people look up at him, Liu Xianyun remains unfazed. He was able to achieve his current achievements because he was a genius when he was a child and has long been used to all kinds of shocked looks.
"Haha, fight fifteen? I think that's amazing. Just like Ma Hengtian, I can fight twenty or thirty by myself!"
"But so what, Ma Hengtian has only learned the basics. His master is the master, a famous foreign master, and you are simply vulnerable!" Liu Xianyun scolded angrily.
Ning Feiyang's eyes tightened slightly and he said calmly: "You are the one who is vulnerable, right? Otherwise, you won't be kicked out of the gym, and you won't come here to mess around!"
"Presumptuous!" Liu Xianyun yelled angrily.
"You are the one who is presumptuous. This is the Tai Chi Pavilion, Mr. Song's place. What do you mean when you come here and yell at me?" Ning Feiyang asked again.
Liu Xianyun was speechless and kept breathing heavily, almost feeling internal injuries.
Mr. Song quickly smoothed things over and said comfortingly: "Liu Xianyun, don't be angry, Feiyang is too direct."
Everyone present is of the same mind. If Liu Xianyun gets angry, he will be in a disadvantageous position.
"Okay, I'm not angry, but let me ask you, if it weren't for you, would we have been kicked out of the gym?" Liu Xianyun asked.
"You were kicked out of the gym because your skills are inferior to others, right?" Ning Feiyang said tit for tat.
Liu Xianyun snorted coldly and said: "We practice martial arts to strengthen our bodies. This is a Chinese tradition, not for brutal fighting. This is the spirit of martial arts!"
Everyone nodded.
"Bullshit!" Ning Feiyang cursed.
"Why do you curse?"
"Yes, you are against the entire Chinese martial arts."
"Boy, you are so arrogant. Do you believe I will beat you up?"
There are people from all over the world. They can't stand this anger. They roll up their sleeves one after another and are about to take action.
Guo Qiang and others looked anxious. They asked Ning Feiyang to come over, intending to ask him to think of a way to mediate. Who knew that instead of doing so, he only added fuel to the fire!
It's getting increasingly hopeless.
"Haha, it's really not bad to scold you. When you meet a so-called master, you automatically put your tail between your legs. Now when you meet me, you show off your power?"
"You also said that Chinese martial arts is for strengthening the body, so why do you want to attack me?" Ning Feiyang asked.
No one can say anything about him.
Ning Feiyang was startled and continued: "The traditions of Chinese martial arts have been changed by you. Since ancient times, martial arts have been used for self-defense and confrontation."
"It's just that now that the era is peaceful, there are not many places where martial arts is used, and the spirit of confrontation has gradually been lost."
"But this does not mean that martial arts is purely for physical fitness. The real tradition is still confrontation. You can't even understand the real tradition. No wonder you are beaten. You deserve it!"
Those words were like a wake-up call.
To be fair, Ning Feiyang is right. Martial arts requires a spirit of confrontation, and only through confrontation can one become stronger.
But so many people came to question them. They were all respectable people. Now they were humiliated by Ning Feiyang. They couldn't save their face at all, so naturally they wouldn't admit it!
"Boy, no matter how talkative you are, it's useless. People who practice martial arts pay attention to the true meaning of boxing. Otherwise, the two of us are going to gesticulate?" Liu Xianyun said.
"Okay, since you are willing, I will grant it to you." Ning Feiyang said.
The two people got into a posture, and without waiting for anyone to pronounce the verdict, they looked at each other and immediately got into a fight.
Mr. Song knew that Liu Xianyun was powerful and was worried that something might go wrong with Ning Feiyang, so he quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"Don't fight, we are all our own people," Mr. Song advised.
Liu Xianyun didn't listen at all.
At this moment, someone else came over and said, "Master, look, these Chinese people are biting dogs. Let's watch the show first and then talk about it."
Ning Feiyang and Liu Xianyun stopped, turned around, and found that the speaker was none other than Ma Hengtian.
The person following him was none other than the foreign master, Park Zhishu.
Including Liu Xianyun, after seeing Park Zhishu, a flash of horror flashed in their pupils, and they couldn't help but take a small step back.
"These Chinese people?" Ning Feiyang was different. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward and said, "Ma Hengtian, it seems you are no longer Chinese?"
"Of course, I have changed my nationality and become a Bangzi nationality. What about you Chinese, your genes are too bad, and I don't want to be with you!" Ma Hengtian said proudly, as if he was superior to others. (To be continued)