Chapter 245 Zhou Chengyi was furious and rushed to the championship.

Takeda's strong attack broke the sandbag, which immediately made the ordinary students admire him in a terrifying way. Perhaps from the perspective of a small number of Chinese people, they have not had a high likes for these two countries, and they can even feel disgusted. But what they said makes sense. Whether it is big or not depends on whether it is big or not, but on fists and strength.

From small competitions to national events, the most important thing is that you have strong strength. All ally and foreign players are nonsense. If you are not strong, you will be destined to be bullied one day.

The onlookers were still a little colder, and even the most haunting, Korean, Japanese and Japanese boys and girls were obediently shut up. Most of them were wondering why their country’s martial arts sounded very good, but they were not like Taekwondo and Karate, which could give ordinary people the opportunity to learn and contact.

Of course, some people still expect them to start fighting quickly. Zhou Cheng and Chen Xiaoshi, who was standing in the crowd opposite, looked like they were watching the show. Of course, Chen Jiaju naturally had his fists clenched and his forehead was bulging. Takeda's punch seemed to be not hitting a sandbag, but hitting his heart. Seeing his compatriots being oppressed by the momentum of this punch, he couldn't help but want to jump out and punch Takeda. He was not afraid that the Chinese people were not strong enough, or even unreliable. He hated the Chinese people for being timid, servile, and charmed her face.

Chen Jiaju admired Chen Zhen. When he was in junior high school, he wanted to change his name to Chen Zhen. After his father beat him up at home, he canceled the unreasonable request. But in the eyes of his family, some guy with developed limbs and simple minds said something that surprised the whole family. He said, "I admire Chen Zhen because he speaks like a real Chinese. He really speaks while standing."

When can Chinese speak upright, we Chinese speak with our strength and fists!

"Okay. Look at the trick!"

As soon as Kim Yo-cheol set off, he was a standard Taekwondo run quickly. He was about two meters away from Takeda and then he rose up. In a Taekwondo, the horizontal kick with a very high practicality went straight to Takeda's chest with the sound of the wind. The casting was very fast, and it did not insult him in the fourth stage of Taekwondo Black Belt.

"Eight characters! You Koreans just like these false ones!"

Takeda was not afraid when he saw Kim To-tzero coming. His body was much stronger than Kim To-tzero, but he took advantage of it. His hind legs bent slightly backward, his front legs slightly arched, and a straight punch from the back hand, and a punch hit Kim To-tzero.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Takeda had the advantage of being strong and steady in the lower plate. He was hit by Kim To-cheol's condescending kick, and he was not injured when he kicked it. A kite turned over and flipped backwards and stabilized his body.

Kim Yo-cheol kicked a leg and was hit by Takeda's punch. Although he was not injured, his huge downward force was also bounced up by the force of the punches and feet. He flipped his sideways and lifted his body slightly more than 20 centimeters in the air. Then he kicked several consecutively and kicked Takeda.

"snort!"

Takeda did not fight back this time, but just raised his arms to protect his face and stole the horse, which was as heavy as water. As Takeda moved, Kim Tomoto kicked Takeda's arms several times and kicked Takeda back.

"It's my turn!"

With a angrily shout, Takeda, who was originally as strong as water, suddenly changed his defensive posture, bent his left step slightly forward, bowed his right leg slightly, and raised it in an instant, kicking in a large arc from the outside to the inside to the opposite side of Kim Yo-cheol. This is a relatively difficult and lethal kick in the karate.

The situation was too fast. Kim Youzhe, who was closer because of the continuous kicks in the air, was forced to roll and dodge by the powerful force. Kim Youzhe was naturally unwilling to be at a disadvantage. He kicked it out in an instant with a sweep. Takeda had to make another backflip because he had just kicked a forward kick and then jumped away.

After a few rounds, although there was no winner, it also confirmed that the gap between Kim To-taka and Takeda was not big. One of the Taekwondo was good at flexible and changeable attacks, and was good at leg skills. He paid attention to hurting people and not sticking to others and not hurting himself. One of the Karates paid attention to strength and actual combat, boxing strength, and fatal blows under one punch. The skill of the legs was not as good as Taekwondo. Takeda would not let Kim To-taka, who was faster than himself, kicking him, and Kim To-taka would not let this barbaric warrior who could blow sandbags with one punch to give him a punch.

The two began to circle. Takeda stood in the middle and looked at Kim Youzhe who was running outside without moving. He knew that as long as he was not prepared, a series of kicks might hurt him. He had to keep responding to Kim Youzhe who was running faster and faster with changes in his position in the middle.

For a moment, the practice field in the middle, which was slightly higher than the surrounding area, was affected by the rapid rotation or changing figures of the two people. It actually seemed very small.

The two of them confronted each other like this. Everyone knew that the other party had accumulated a high degree of fighting spirit. Whoever acted first would be at a disadvantage. In fact, the most important thing was that the two of them had similar strengths, or they had not obtained the essence of Taekwondo or karate. In the stalemate, they were a little afraid of failure, so they were in a stalemate.

When the strength is the same, it is more patient.

"Tsk, I thought it was so powerful. What is broken Taekwondo or karate? It's not just about turning around. If you have ghosts like this, just rush up and fight!"

A voice from which I don't know where it came from made the audience lively again.

Zhou Cheng frowned when he watched from the side. This is a very bad place for Chinese people. He is too impatient for everything. He always sees the results when he thinks about it. Or the Chinese people lack patience and always thinks why everything needs to be killed with one blow. They are just onlookers, and maybe they don’t even know what others do, but they are the most impatient for seeing the results. It’s like, if an egg is placed there, there will always be people saying, Damn, it’s not hatched, it’s best to grow up tomorrow, so that you can cook it in the pot early and eat it.

Of course, there is also partly because such people secretly ignite the fire and make trouble, but when you ask him to stand up, he will not say a word.

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At this time, the situation in the field was unexpected. Both of them stopped at the same time and looked around. Zhou Cheng frowned, knowing that the two were looking for excuses to tie, so the disaster moved to the students who were watching the show below.

Kim Youzhe looked at the onlookers and said with a smile:

"I know that Chinese people are a great nation. Of course, our great South Korea is the same. I also hope that everyone can join the upcoming Taekwondo club, and learn from it in the future and study abroad and contribute to China-Korea cultural exchanges. However, it seems that some people think Taekwondo is not good-looking and not exciting enough. Who said it? I don't want to pursue it. I just want to ask if anyone dares to stand up and compete with my broken Taekwondo. It is also possible for me to verify whether Taekwondo is broken or not."

"Hmph, Kim Youzhe. My great Japanese country also admires Chinese culture, especially the martial arts in Chinese culture, and has always been admired by me and Japan. Although it has declined now, as my predecessor, Dashanbeta said, you are very powerful. Today I don't want to know who is making a fuss. I just want to see if anyone can stand up and try my karate."

There was a silence below, and the crowd retreated slightly, as if they were about to prove that it was not what they said. The two Kim To-taka and Takeda, who took the opportunity to step down, pointed the finger at the people below. They were waiting for someone who couldn't stand the excitement and jumped out, so that they could start a demonstration.

"Hmph. Karate, what's so great about Taekwondo!" In the quiet venue, a confident voice sounded, and the crowd's eyes suddenly looked at the same corner, where a young man in sportswear stood, "Xiao Shi, look at me in clothes. Today, my brother showed you both hands."

"Brother, I'm not happy to see it, but I can report it." Chen Xiaoshi happily grabbed the brother's coat.

"Let you see what martial arts are!"

I saw Chen Jiaju step by step onto the high platform in the middle, step by step, seemingly casual, but what stunned the people next to me was the series of footprints.

"Ah..." The students who were still shouting happily just now were completely shocked. If a person could even make marks on the hard floor, how strong should this person be?

Chen Jiaju came to Taiwan and laughed furiously, "Aren't you looking for someone? Are you bragging about karate and Taekwondo invincible? Tell you clearly, I know I'm very strong, you don't have to be polite, you are a guest from afar, you two will go together."

"Brother, come on, beat me hard. My little sister supports you. Don't forget that when you lose a competition, I will always report it. Hehe!"

Chen Jiaju nodded and said, "I have heard of the strength of Taekwondo and Karate. I didn't plan to stand out, but seeing you people, it's you, why are you hiding? The fucking day, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, do you think your ancestors are out of the surname, right?"

"you……"

Jin Youzhe and the others were still very cautious about this unknown master. Didn’t it mean that China does not have real kung fu, and even Shaolin Temple can only run a great master? Why is there such a master in Sichuan University?

"What are you? I have a name and surname. If you want to know, I won't tell you."

"Unforgivable!" "Eight squares!"

Kim Yo-cheol and Takeda could no longer maintain their gentlemanly demeanor. They had already let go of their previous fight and rushed towards Chen Jiaju in a pair of eyes.

Chen Jiaju was not in a hurry, and his fist exploded. He turned his head and looked at the people below and said, "You all have a good look. Today I will let you see what the ancestors are, let you guys, Hahan, Haji, and Japanese guys, what is a big fist and strong strength. I'm so angry."

"Ah!" "Drink!"

Two angry shouts seemed to explode in Chen Jiaju's ears. The two black belt masters were extremely angry, and they did not kick randomly, but all pointed at Chen Jiaju's head.

"Ah. I'm so scared!"

Chen Jiaju screamed strangely, which made his younger sister cheer. Then he saw him slipping out in a direction that was perpendicular to the two of them.

"Bang!"

Kim To-taka and Takeda looked at the man's ghostly figure, and a word appeared in their hearts in fear, "Little Technique". Then the two of them hit each other, and after bounced away, they both looked at the boy who came out halfway with more caution.

"You run fast!"

This time, Kim Yo-cheol and Takeda did not separate from each other, but rushed over at the same time. One of them flew into the air and kicked his legs in the air, and the other one swung his tiger steps. A powerful straight punch hit Chen Jiaju and blasted over.

"Look at my Tai Chi, little devil, turn it!"

Chen Jiaju did not hide this time, holding the round hands with his hands to draw Tai Chi. Then the Tai Chi changed its momentum, and Tai Chi reversed it and pushed it out casually, using softness to overcome hardness and leverage the force to fight the force.

"boom!"

Injured by Chen Jiaju with his soft and soft strength, Kim Yo-cheol and Takeda flew backwards more than five meters away and lay on the ground. They didn't look like any star. Their hair was disordered. Although their lips were tightly closed, a mouthful of blood still flowed out of the corners of their mouths.

"This is to use his own way to treat his body. I have no use of strength at all." Chen Jiaju said innocently there, "You are going to hit me so hard, but it just hits you yourself."

"Okay. I didn't expect our martial arts to be so powerful." A man with uneven hair.

"Yes, why have I never met him before? I want to take him as my teacher." A person holding a Sony camera in his hand, with Sony headphones hanging around his neck and Sony Ericsson's phone in his shirt.

"So handsome. Much more handsome than Kim Youch." A bad girl.

"Actually, I'm as powerful as him, but I don't take action!" an idiot.

"cut……"

Kim Yo-cheol and Takeda's follower could not be ignored. Three people jumped out of the house, and they were the ones wearing tea belts and red and black belts. Six people surrounded Chen Jiaju tightly, or rather, the momentum suppressed him.

"You, you are so shameless!" Even Chen Xiaoshi, who was waiting to watch her brother's performance, knew that these low-key dresses were masters, and her brother would definitely not be able to fight, so she hurriedly jumped into the circle and stood with her brother.

"Chinese martial arts are indeed well-known, and we want to ask for advice. You don't mind, right?" said a Japanese karate tea-belt warrior who sounded cold.

"This little brother looks really superb in martial arts. We join forces, and you won't be afraid!" said a Korean Taekwondo red and black belt master. Both of them speak fluent Chinese, which is really hard to imagine. After all, Chinese is very difficult to learn compared to foreigners.

"You treat this little brother well, maybe he can go to my big Japan to study." Takeda said hurriedly, his eyes flashing, as if he had remembered something.

"I, South Korea is a country that advocates heroes, so it's okay to give it a try. But I announced in advance that this classmate can go to my South Korea to study, and I will give him another 200,000 yuan!"

"You..." Takeda glared at Kim To-tzero and thought to himself that it was not good. This thing seemed to have a purpose.

The hundreds of people watching below were extremely excited at this time. They lived for more than 20 years and had never seen real kung fu before. The martial arts hall was just seen in movies. It was strange that they could appear here at this time. It was understandable that they could go from chasing Taekwondo, karate, and then paying attention to Chinese martial arts.

Today's universities, as long as they are on a scale, can be more than 10,000 or even tens of thousands of people. Today there are a hundred people here. It is normal for them to be unstable. After all, it can be said that they are selected from the tens of thousands of people, especially those who are particularly fond of foreign cultures. It is not that everyone is so vulgar.

"Call! Fight! Fight! Fight!" Someone started to cheer again.

"Put your mom." Some people still can't stand it anymore. As an audience, you must have the awareness of the audience.

Chen Jiaju said hatefully, "Are you clearly bullying people?" He could feel that among these people, it was okay to deal with one, but it was already very difficult to deal with two. The little sister could deal with one at most. The remaining three were the weaknesses on his side. He was also feeling the momentum of the six people. It turned out that he was not the only one who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

"Actually, it's very simple. As long as you admit that Chinese martial arts are not as good as Taekwondo, we will shake hands and make peace to avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

“So is our karate.”

There are different sounds below.

"You must never admit defeat, and Chinese martial arts cannot admit defeat."

"What are you doing? You can tell who is better and who is not good at it after a fight? Otherwise, if you really don't fight, you can admit defeat. Whoever kicks me..."

Chen Xiaoshi was furious and said, "You bully people too much. You think that relying on the number of people, our brothers and sisters will be afraid, right? It is obvious that fighting alone cannot be done, so you have to bully the few with more."

Kim To-tzero and Takeda also joined in, and now they became four Koreans, four Japanese, and eight people gathered around the Chen brothers and sisters.

"Just see a good person, don't be afraid. We will also send you brothers and sisters to study abroad."

"Ph, I don't care."

"you……"

At this time, a Japanese man mumbled and said Japanese to the Korean who probably could understand Japanese, "@#￥%…&…."

Zhou Cheng was furious when he heard it below. Although he did not understand Japanese, the practitioners of Taoism could rely on the detection of their spiritual sense to know what others meant. This was amazing. He was not going to take action, but in a rage, he had to put a small spell on his body, blurring his appearance and clothes, and then teleported to the stage in one step and said loudly:

"Don't you bet on the verge of bullying people, but you also have to insult us. I'll let you see what a real fist is!"

After saying that, countless Zhou Cheng seemed to appear on the spot. These figures flashed at speeds that the naked eye could not capture. A crackling sound came. Then everyone saw that the countless Zhou Cheng's movements were consistently circling eight people, including Kim Youzhe and Takeda, whose entire body, including one face, had been beaten into a pig's head, and they were throwing garbage into the corner of the wall.

"The Japanese pirates and the sticks, remember, there is no next time!"

When everyone came to their senses, the figure that flashed everywhere like a phantom was gone, and the voice was heard from outside. This time, it was not gasping for air conditioning, and no one could close his mouth, including Chen Xiaoshi and his sister, were also stunned and motionless.
Chapter completed!