‘Buzz’!

The halberd that stabbed out suddenly stopped three inches in front of Jiang Hai. The sharp edge of the halberd suddenly stopped due to the force of the forward thrust and trembled endlessly.

Jiang Hai's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the arm holding the broken sword kept shaking. After a long while, he finally said: "I...lost!"

He knew that if the opponent didn't stop in time, not only would his sword be broken, but he might even lose his life.

Huang Shaohong withdrew his arm, retracted the halberd, looked at the turtle and snake on the ground, and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Your sword is unreliable, go back and get a modern alloy one, it's strong!"

Hearing this, the muscles on Jiang Hai's face twitched involuntarily, he picked up the broken sword edge and put it into the scabbard, and then said:

"I will no longer stop you from playing in the gym, and I can't stop you. According to the rules you and I have set, I can do one thing for you, just tell me!"

Huang Shaohong thought for a while and said: "This matter shouldn't be difficult for you, but it's not possible now. It will take some time before I come back to you!"

"Okay!" Jiang Hai said nothing nonsense, reported a mobile phone number, then said goodbye to Zhou Binglin, and then said to Huang Shaohong:

"The revenge of the broken sword will be avenged one day, so take your leave!" After saying that, he turned around and left!

"Wait!" Huang Shaohong suddenly remembered something and stopped Jiang Hai who was about to go out.

Jiang Hai turned around and looked at Huang Shaohong with a wary look in his eyes: "Don't you want to keep me?"

Huang Shaohong 'cut' it, and then said with disdain: "Please, what age are you in this age, why are you still afraid of me eradicating the roots! Besides, you are no match for me this time, and you will never be the same in the future. What are you going to do if I leave you!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to talk to Jiang Hai and directly expressed his thoughts:

"You said you would stand up for your classmate's father's dojo. Can you tell your classmate's father that there are so many taekwondo gyms in the capital, and I don't want every family to compete there. You can ask the Taekwondo Federation to send a few dark masters to fight with me.

Fight, I’m satisfied with the fight, this matter is over!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hai's eyes narrowed and he asked: "Can I ask, you do karate first, then taekwondo, and you only do dojos opened by foreigners, are you doing this because of historical issues and national hatred?

?”

"Do you want to ask me if I am an angry youth?" Huang Shaohong chuckled and said bluntly: "There may be some reasons for this, but the main reason is that I want to compete with the great dark boxer and hone my strength in the fight.

, Breakthrough in one’s own cultivation!”

When Jiang Hai heard what he said, he understood what he meant, and a look of shock flashed across his face. You must know that although breaking through in a fight is a shortcut, it is not an easy road to walk. It is equivalent to stepping on others to climb up.

If you make a mistake, it will be irreversible and become a stepping stone for others.

Just after Jiang Hai was strangled by Huang Shaohong with a painting halberd and the Turtle Snake Sword, he once thought about finding a breakthrough between life and death, but what he thought was to join a mercenary abroad and experience life and death fighting on the battlefield to find a breakthrough.

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For example, Huang Shaohong found a boxer of the same level to fight. He never thought that on the battlefield, he could still use what he had learned to protect himself and reduce risks. But in this kind of fight between boxers, if you win one, you will win.

Five games, and even ten games could not be won. As long as one of them loses, the result will be death or disability, which is simply more dangerous than anything on the battlefield.

Just like just now, if Zhou Binglin hadn't stopped in time, and if Huang Shaohong hadn't meant to hurt him and was able to send and receive his moves with amazing strength, he would probably be a corpse now instead of just having his sword cut off.

Jiang Hai pondered for a moment, then took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and then spoke a few words in English to tell his classmates what Huang Shaohong mentioned.

After putting down the phone, Jiang Hai said to Huang Shaohong: "He said he would discuss it with the people from the Taekwondo Alliance and he would get a reply soon!"

After a while, the phone rang. Jiang Hai answered the call and said a few words, and then said to Huang Shaohong: "They agreed, but the Taekwondo Alliance only has one Anjin warrior in the capital. He is waiting for you at the Hwarang Dojo.

You must agree to let me take you there now!"

"Okay!" Huang Shaohong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard that there was only one dark strength warrior, but it was better than nothing, so he agreed, turned around and sent the halberd back, greeted Zhou Binglin, and followed Jiang Hai out the door.

Jiang Hai's car is an Audi A6 with a military license plate. This model of car is extremely low-key for a high-ranking cadre like him.

Neither of them spoke in the car, and they drove directly to the largest taekwondo dojo in Beijing, Hwarang Dojo.

The An Jin warrior sent by the Taekwondo Federation is the 35-year-old Park Yisheng, a close disciple of South Korea's national treasure Taekwondo master and Chairman of the World Taekwondo Federation, Master Kim Ki-ryong. According to Jiang Hai, this man is the veteran An Jin in the Taekwondo Federation.

The strength of a warrior cannot be underestimated.

Pu Yisheng had a high self-esteem and did not take Huang Shaohong seriously at all. After meeting him, he directly criticized him: "Young man, you are very arrogant. Yesterday you went around kicking the dojo of our Taekwondo Alliance. Today I will let you know the consequences of kicking the gym.

It’s something you absolutely can’t afford!”

As soon as such domineering remarks came out, the whole audience was in jubilation. The surrounding coaches and some Chinese students who had been brainwashed into thinking that Taekwondo was the strongest all cheered.

Huang Shaohong extended his middle finger, not to Park Yisheng, but to give it to all the people present cheering for the stick.

I don't know who shouted: "Master Park, beat him to death!"

Immediately afterwards, many Chinese students started to boo. The coaches from Bangzi Country were also filled with indignation at first, but when they saw how good the students were, they all looked gloating.

Huang Shaohong retracted his middle finger and hooked his fingers towards Pu Yisheng: "Hurry up, I'm already hungry. I'm in a hurry to go back and wash the pot after dealing with you!"

When Pu Yisheng saw Huang Shaohong's contemptuous look, he was furious. Amid the cheers of the people on the sidelines, he stepped forward and swept over with a side kick.

The kick of 'Pop' was like a whip. Before it could hit the target, there was an explosion out of thin air, and the tip of the foot swept directly towards Huang Shaohong's neck.

Seeing Park Yisheng come up with this kick, everyone in the Taekwondo Alliance held their breath. They had all seen the scene when Park Yisheng was practicing on weekdays. Even a sandbag could be kicked open. If it was kicked in the neck,

, the neck bone also needs to be broken directly by kicking it.

Faced with such a fierce kick, Huang Shaohong did not dodge but moved forward and punched out with an iron fist.

There was a 'bang', fists and feet collided, Huang Shaohong's shoulders shook, and Park Yisheng took a step back.

Before Pu Yisheng could gain a firm foothold, Huang Shaohong followed him like a shadow, and his attack was a sideways punch.

Regardless of the speed, direction, and timing of this punch, it was all perfect. Park Yisheng, who had just gained a foothold, had nowhere to hide and could not dodge.

Pu Yisheng was also a ruthless person. Since he couldn't dodge, he fought hard. He suddenly raised his arms and burst out with hidden strength, blocking the blow with his body.

'boom'

The fist and arm collided, and the force exploded. The ground of the entire dojo shook slightly. Huang Shaohong's expression did not change, while Park Yisheng's expression was extremely ugly.

Huang Shaohong didn't wait for the opponent to stand firm, stepped forward again, and hit the tiger hammer again, then the elbow hammer, the finger crotch hammer, the heart-protecting hammer... The secret power of each move was strong, forcing the opponent to fight head-on.

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Huang Shaohong used all the Thirteen Tai Chi Hammers in one go, and faced off against Pu Yisheng, a student of thirteen, who was so shocked that he fell to the ground bleeding from his orifices.

Jiang Hai smacked his tongue when he saw it: "It's so perverted. How much mental effort is required to be able to explode thirteen times of dark energy in a row!"

A coach from the Taekwondo Federation ran up to check Park Yisheng's injury. Huang Shaohong told him directly:

"Apart from his broken arms, all the muscles and bones in his body were loosened by me, and his internal organs were shocked, there is nothing wrong with him. Don't worry!"

"..."
Chapter completed!