Wang Tian laughed and said, "I can't see any scenery in this kind of city. Modern buildings are everywhere in China, and reinforced concrete buildings are shocking, but there is nothing strange. It's enough to see too much. As for ancient buildings, they are all in the style of Chinese ancients. If you want to see them at your doorstep, what can you see here?"

"Are there any beauty?" a man laughed.

Wang Tiandao: "Sorry, I only like natural and pure beauties. Artificial, let's forget it."

Everyone burst into laughter, ignoring the black faces of the reporters next to them.

Hu Die and Wang Tian lined up and got into the car and went straight to Zhongwu Martial Arts Hall.

After a group of reporters looked at each other hostilely, they followed. At the same time, various news was also posted...

Journalists from two countries, two news arguments.

The Chinese journalists naturally reported the truth, and even the provocation of the journalists in Han Dynasty was added, which caused countless people to be dissatisfied with the people in Han Dynasty for a time.

The Han Country reporter wrote about Wang Tian’s arrogance, rudeness and ignorance. In the eyes of the Han Country people, Wang Tian is a waste who has no ability and can only speak loudly! The point is that this waste does not know how to respect people!

"What a life-and-death thing!" In the Zhongwu Martial Arts Hall, a martial artist with a national face looked at the news on his phone and said with disdain.

"Master, he is here later, I am willing to go and meet him first." A powerful young man from Kong Wu said.

The man with a national face is the owner of Zhongwu Wushu Pavilion, Jin Sanyou.

Jin Sanyou laughed and said, "Xuanlin, don't underestimate this person. What the media people say does not mean the truth."

Xuan Lin said disdainfully: "Master, I have been learning Taekwondo with you for six years, and have participated in various competitions. I have also seen it in international competitions... I really don't believe that this waste from the country of the sick husband in East Asia has any ability! I am not that waste Park Jae-suk!"

Jin Sanyou nodded and said, "You want to try him, that's fine. You can go first after a while... But I want to remind you, never underestimate China. There are still experts in China, but those people's ideas are different from ours."

Xuan Lin said curiously: "Master, isn't it different? Isn't practicing martial arts just a competition and making a name for himself?"

Jin Sanyou shook his head and said, "That's your pursuit. What the Chinese people pursue is even more illusory. Their pursuit has made them famous as the great martial arts power back then, but it also ruined their modern martial arts status. Well, let the time be counted on them and they are coming. Let the disciples move aside. Come far away and be a guest, don't lose your courtesy."

Xuan Lin responded: "I understand Master."

Xuan Lin was about to go down, but reminded each other of something and asked, "Master, should I take the initiative later?"

"It's a guest from afar." Jin Sanyou finished speaking, paused slightly, and continued: "If netizens want to break his left leg, just break his left leg."

"Okay!" Xuan Lin went on excitedly.

"Left leg? Those guys really hold grudges! I remember that Zhou Kun broke Park Jae-seok's left leg, right?" Wang Tian said with a smile.

"Yes, it just broke the left leg." Hu Die smiled. Wang Tian didn't understand han language, so Hu Die became a translator. He had nothing to do along the way, so he could just read the news. As a result, this comment really made the two of them feel helpless.

Hu Die said: "Master, you just said you want to crippled them. Is it true or false?"

Wang Tian smiled and said, "Who knows, if you like the other person, you will win. If you don't like the other person, you will be disabled... Oh, by the way, don't these guys like Jin Sanyou break my left leg? Then I plan to get his left leg up. I am very responsive to public opinion! What's this called? Oh, by the way, democracy!"

"Puff... you have come to democracy in other countries. Also, who is democracy in the opposite way?" Hu Die giggled.

While speaking, the two had already arrived in front of Zhongwu Martial Arts Hall and got out of the car. A series of dense footsteps came from behind, but the group of reporters arrived. At the same time, many Han Chinese people stood outside Zhongwu Martial Arts Hall, waving the national flag of Han Chinese in their hands, and white cloth strips on their heads, which read: "Two must win!"

When he saw Wang Tian coming, he shouted in unison. He didn't say anything else, and he seemed full of momentum. Although there were many people, he was not messy. This made Wang Tian really lit up his eyes and he had a certain affirmation of the quality of the Chinese people in some aspects.

When I entered the martial arts hall, I saw a man wearing a white Taekwondo uniform sitting on the ground in front of the martial arts hall. From the door to the front of the man, two teams lined up, leaving a national highway.

Seeing this formation, Wang Tian and Hu Die both laughed! Because they saw too many such formations. When they were kicking the hall, the owners used up all kinds of methods to create momentum. At the moment, let alone scaring Wang Tian, ​​even Hu Die could not suppress it. Hu Die chuckled instead: "What a childish formation... Master, look at their female students, their breasts are not as big as the legendary ones."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tian glanced at a female student not far away, and then nodded, "It's really not big, not as big as you."

"Hmm... um?!" Hu Die suddenly realized something.

Wang Tian suddenly realized, said something, and hurried forward and said, "In the Huaxia, Wang Tian, ​​the Tianwang Martial Arts Hall, come to visit Jin Sanyou, the head of Zhongwu Martial Arts Hall!"

As a translator, Hu Die dared not think about it randomly. He quickly followed and translated it.

"Mr. Wang Tian, ​​I'm sorry, my master has something to do for the time being and can't come out to see you. Here is Xuan Lin, a disciple of Jin Sanyou's deputy teacher D." The man tied with a black belt slowly stood up and said something that caused Hu Die and the reporters behind him to stir up.

"Not Jin Sanyou!"

"It's just Jin Sanyou's disciple Xuan Lin!"

"Jin Sanyou is too arrogant, he doesn't bother to fight with Master Wang."

"He will pay the price, Master Wang is not a good person."

"Indeed, Master Wang is a famous master of strength and a guy with a bad character. He used the evaluation given by the Chinese martial arts world to call him: Master-level shit-making stick!"

"Puff...it's true. His words and deeds are more like a real villain who takes revenge and never takes revenge overnight, rather than a real gentleman who is a traditional master."

"However, I prefer such masters. Those true gentlemen are too angry. Otherwise, China would not be like this in the world martial arts world..."

"yes……"

...

And the reporters in Han Guo laughed.

"I just said, how could Mr. Jin Sanyou see this guy?"

"It's not an opponent of the same level at all, so it's normal for Jin Sanyou to not see him."
Chapter completed!