C190 Chinese Kungfu Humiliated
C190 Chinese Kungfu Humiliated
Huang Xudong said with a smirk on his face.
You're finished, now our coach is here.
He was an expert at Stage Six of Black Belt.
Li Yicheng's gaze flickered for a few moments when he saw this, then he said:
"Instructor Jin, I had wanted to compete with the other party, but who would have thought that the other party would reject my offer and even say that our Taekwondo is flowery. "In my opinion, he's here to ruin everything."
"Oh? "Who are you?"
Coach Jin said.
Yue Feng was right. His name was Kim Jong Hsien, and he was a kickboxer with a black belt from the peninsula. He was in charge of teaching these students.
"Yue Feng."
Yue Feng replied indifferently.
However, he knew in his heart that if he did not reveal his abilities, these people would not let him leave this place.
"Very good, I like people like you who are straightforward."
Kim Jong Xian smiled, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"Yue Feng, let me remind you, our coach is a Black Belt Stage Six player. If you want to have a match with me, then forget it, now that you insist on causing trouble, I can only wish you good luck. "
Li Yichen smiled.
He still vividly remembered what happened at the Chinese Medicine Exchange. After that incident, his father had not only scolded him, but had also removed him from the company, making him the laughing stock of the group.
Hence, he had always harbored hatred towards Yue Feng.
Since he had chosen Yue Feng who didn't know what was good for him, he would borrow Coach Jin's hand and teach him a good lesson.
In the blink of an eye, he saw that Ye Yurou was still standing beside Yue Feng, her eyes filled with a ruthless light.
"Mr. Yue Feng, what kind of martial arts do you practice?"
Kim Jong-hyun said.
"Chinese martial arts."
Yue Feng said.
"Chinese martial arts? Hahahaha, Mr. Yue Feng, are you joking? Isn't the so-called Chinese martial arts the same as the gymnastics in the plaza? "
Kim Jong-il mocked.
"That's called fitness, not Chinese martial arts."
Yue Feng replied.
"I don't care about your fitness or whatever, Chinese martial arts is just a flowery style. Mr. Yue Feng, where did you get your confidence from?
Kim Jong Xian said coldly.
Hearing this, the other students frowned.
After all, they were all Chinese. Hearing a foreigner insult Chinese martial arts, they all felt a bit uncomfortable.
However, they did not retort. After all, under the current circumstances, Chinese martial arts had indeed become a form of gymnastics in the plaza. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a flowery style.
Especially when the news of a certain Grandmaster Taiji being killed in a few moves was the biggest shock to their hearts.
Therefore, they had to admit that their coach's Taekwondo was much stronger than the so-called "Chinese Kung Fu".
"We, the Taekwondo, are the strongest martial arts in Asia, unlike your so-called Chinese martial arts. We are weak and have no actual combat abilities, but are only the entertainment products of the elderly people on the square!"
"Is that so? Then I'll let you see what's called Chinese martial arts. "
Yue Feng's eyes gradually narrowed.
A small Korean insulted China, and these Chinese descendants didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.
Do Chinese people not have confidence?
Yue Feng's fist gradually tightened.
"Hahaha, you?"
Kim Jong-hyun was disdainful.
"Boy, didn't you think you were invincible after learning a few moves of Taiji Fist?"
Huang Xudong sneered.
"Brat, when you're beaten to the point of looking for your teeth all over the floor, I want to see if you can still be so arrogant!"
"Just fancy martial arts? I think you're the fancy one! "
The students mocked one after another.