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Seeing this scene, Zhang Yue's expression was very strange.

This time, Park Myeong-hui brought Korean students to challenge the enemy, looking very aggressive.

He thought these people were very powerful, but he didn't expect them to be so vulnerable.

Especially Park Minghui in front of him, who was the weakest among everyone.

He was about to speak when Park Myeong-hui, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly stood up.

She looked at Lin Changjiang with a gleaming gaze: "Is that the move you just made the acupoint pressing technique in Chinese Kung Fu? Very good!"

Lin Changjiang was stunned and looked at the other person with a strange expression: "How come you are fine?"

In fact, Lin Changjiang didn't know how to press acupoints before. It was not until he recently practiced Ba Duan Jin and developed endless true energy that he developed a strong interest in martial arts.

After he posted his thoughts on the novel website, he immediately received a large number of responses, including from martial arts enthusiasts and martial arts masters.

There was a reader who was good at acupressure, so Lin Changjiang immediately asked the other party for advice. The other party explained the techniques to him without reservation.

If you are an ordinary person, even if you know these methods, it is difficult to master them in a short period of time.

But Lin Changjiang was different. He possessed powerful internal energy and learned acupoint pressing in just half a day.

Moreover, Lin Changjiang not only learned it, but also integrated it into his mind and found a number of people to do experiments.

Anyone whose acupoints he pressed would be unable to stand up for a long time.

Although Park Minghui knows martial arts, her skills are very limited. Logically, she should lie on the ground and not move after being acupunctured.

But now she seems to be fine. Could it be that she is hiding her strength?

As if she had guessed what he was thinking, Park Minghui smiled slightly: "Yes, I was just testing you. I thought that no one in this world could be my opponent, until you showed up.

You are very good, very good, so please go all out next time!"

As soon as Park Minghui finished speaking, the aura around him suddenly changed.

She originally looked weak, but now there seemed to be a layer of faint mist lingering around her, and her clothes moved without wind.

She moved her feet and approached Lin Changjiang in a strange trajectory. Her hands stretched out like a snake, aiming directly at Lin Changjiang's throat and ribs.

Lin Changjiang's eyes were stern, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

He pushed out his palms, and the true energy condensed in his palms, forming an energy wall, trying to block Park Minghui's attack.

However, the moment Park Minghui's palm touched the air wall, it pierced it like a sharp sword without slowing down at all.

Lin Changjiang was startled and quickly dodged sideways, while at the same time sweeping out with a whip kick, kicking Park Minghui's lower body.

Park Minghui jumped up lightly to avoid the attack, then flipped in the air and clapped out with both palms, and a faint blue light appeared on her palms.

Lin Changjiang sensed a dangerous aura in the blue light and did not dare to take it head-on. He used the skills of Eight Section Brocade and moved around the venue like a ghost.

The two men fought back and forth with unpredictable moves, and the air around them seemed to be distorted by the fierce fight.

The crowd watching was stunned. No one expected that this duel would be so exciting.

Zhang Yue stood aside, his eyes full of shock. He had never thought that Park Minghui actually had such powerful strength hidden.

Suddenly, Park Minghui shouted loudly, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

In an instant, a chill spread out from her and a thin layer of frost began to condense on the ground.

Lin Changjiang only felt a chill running up through the soles of his feet, and his movements became slow.

He knew that this was Park Minghui's special method, so he did not dare to hesitate and circulated the internal energy in his body to try to dispel the cold.

Just when Lin Changjiang was trying his best to resist the cold, Park Minghui seized the opportunity, flashed in front of Lin Changjiang, and slapped him heavily on the chest.

Lin Changjiang only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person flew backwards, hit the wall next to him, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Park Minghui with a look of horror.

Lin Changjiang had already anticipated that the other party was very powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.

Just as he was about to attack, Zhang Yue suddenly stopped in front of him, his face full of concern: "How are you? Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance quickly."

Lin Changjiang shook his head: "Boss Zhang, I'm fine, don't worry."

He stood up and looked at Park Minghui with eyes full of fighting spirit.

Lin Changjiang was just injured by the opponent and vomited blood. He was a little scared and the place where he was hit was very painful. He even thought he was going to die.

But after he circulated the Eight Section Brocade around his body, everything returned to normal. Not only was his body as good as new, but his energy was even more abundant.

So he wanted to fight with Park Myeong-hui again.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yue looked at him helplessly and said, "Okay, stop being stubborn here. Let's go to the hospital immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ambulance rushed over at lightning speed.

Zhang Yue pulled him into the ambulance without saying anything and explained the situation to the doctor who came with the car.

The doctor also became nervous and grabbed Lin Changjiang and started to rescue him.

Lin Changjiang wanted to struggle, but was held firmly by Zhang Yue.

Helplessly, he could only let the doctor put an oxygen mask on his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Boss Zhang, if I am taken away by the ambulance, no one will be able to resist Park Minghui today."

After the brief test just now, he already knew how powerful the other party was.

Zhang Yue said quickly: "Don't worry about Park Minghui, just leave it to me, you just need to take care of your health.

Remember, your health is the most important thing.”

Lin Changjiang was somewhat touched.

After the hospital staff completed the first aid measures, they closed the car door and drove away.

When everything was settled, Zhang Yue turned to look at Park Minghui and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, you won this time. If there is nothing else, you can leave now."

Pu Minghui looked at Zhang Yue with a strange expression: "Boss Zhang, are you really going to admit defeat like this?"

Zhang Yue looked at her with a strange expression: "Of course, what's the matter? I can't beat you, so can't I admit defeat?"

Park Minghui shook her head: "It's not impossible. If you want to admit defeat, that's fine, but I have a condition."

Zhang Yue looked at her in surprise: "What conditions?"

Pu Minghui said: "From today on, you can no longer spread Ba Duan Jin in this way."

Zhang Yue's expression changed instantly after hearing this. He looked at Pu Minghui and asked, "What do you mean?"

Not only Zhang Yue, but also Uncle Li and other people who came to learn Ba Duan Jin were very dissatisfied with Park Myeong-hui's challenge as a Korean student. But now the other party is still so aggressive, which is intolerable.

However, Park Myeong-hui remained calm despite the expressions of the crowd, as if she had expected it.

She smiled slightly and said, "It's okay if you don't want to listen to me. I'm challenging you again now. No matter who can beat me, I'll leave immediately.

But if you can’t win, then you have to do what I say.”

After these words were spoken, everyone became even angrier, and the way they looked at Park Minghui seemed like they wanted to eat her alive.

Only Zhang Yue had a calm expression. He smiled and asked the other party: "Really? But I have a question.

If someone beats you on the spot and you just walk away, isn't that a bit unfair to us?"

Pu Minghui was stunned. She didn't expect Zhang Yue to care about this. She couldn't help but ask, "So what do you want?"

Zhang Yue smiled slightly: "It's very simple. If no one on our side can match you, we will no longer teach you to practice Ba Duan Jin in any form or method.

But if you lose, I won't make it difficult for you. How about you just take out 200 million won and donate it to our Red Cross Foundation?"

When this was said, everyone was stunned for a moment. Someone couldn't help but say, "Let the other party donate 200 million. Boss Zhang is really bold. I admire him!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, someone else said, "What's there to admire? Although 200 million sounds like a lot, Boss Zhang is talking about Korean won.

Do you know the exchange rate between Korean won and RMB? 300 RMB can be exchanged for about 50,000 Korean won.

That is to say, although the other party donated 200 million, it is only 1.2 million when converted.”

"So that's how it is. I understand. One million and two hundred thousand is indeed a little too little. I think Boss Zhang should just add a zero at the end."

"You don't understand. It's not that Boss Zhang doesn't want to add zeros at the end, but if you ask for too much, the other party might just back out.

That would be a bit of a loss for us.”

"Indeed, only by playing the long game can you catch the big fish. I will always support Boss Zhang."

As everyone discussed one thing after another, the atmosphere became tense.

Park Minghui stared at Zhang Yue with a disdainful smile on her face, "Two hundred million won? Boss Zhang knows how to do business. But are you so sure that I will agree?"

Zhang Yue crossed his arms and looked calm, “Since Miss Park dared to propose the challenge, she must not be someone who is afraid of gambling.

If you don't even dare to take this little bet, wouldn't it damage Miss Park's reputation if the news gets out?"

Park Minghui's eyes turned cold, and the coldness around her became even worse. The frost on the ground began to spread around: "Okay! It's just 200 million, right? No problem.

I heard that Boss Zhang, you have never lost a bet with others. I really want to see how you beat me today."

Zhang Yue nodded and stopped talking nonsense with the other party.

He turned his head and looked at everyone: "Who among you is willing to take the initiative to fight with this Ms. Park? Of course, I won't let you work in vain. As long as you can hold on for five minutes, I will directly reward you with 10,000 yuan."

Everyone at the scene looked at each other in bewilderment. Although the reward of 10,000 yuan was quite tempting, the strength displayed by Park Minghui was really intimidating.

Just when the atmosphere reached a stalemate, a thin old man with a gleam of lightning walked out of the crowd. It was Uncle Li.

Uncle Li's eyes were full of determination: "Boss Zhang, let me meet her again."

Zhang Yue said quickly: "Uncle Li, this is not a joke, and you are probably no match for her, so why not just forget it!"

Uncle Li shook his head and said, "Why should I forget about it? I have practiced Ba Duan Jin for so many years. Although my talent is average, I have some experience. I will just explore the way for you young people!"

As he said this, he suddenly chuckled, "Ms. Park did hide her strength just now, but I also hid my strength just now, so if we really fight, it's not certain who will win or lose."

After saying that, he slowly walked up to Park Minghui and saluted with his hands clasped together.

Pu Minghui looked Uncle Li up and down, and the disdain on her lips became even stronger: "Just you? Don't wait until I hurt you, or people will say I am bullying the strong."

Uncle Li stopped being angry and smiled instead: "Little girl, you won't know until you try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly stretched his body and performed the starting posture of Eight Section Brocade steadily. His aura was restrained yet faintly heavy.

Park Minghui took the lead in attacking. Her figure flashed and a palm wind with a biting cold wind went straight to Uncle Li's face.

Uncle Li was calm and composed, using softness to overcome hardness. His moves seemed slow but he cleverly unloaded the opponent's strength. At the same time, he used the opponent's force to counter attack, trying to disrupt Park Myeong-hui's rhythm.

When the two fought, Uncle Li, relying on his deep understanding of Ba Duan Jin and years of accumulated experience, was actually able to deal with Park Myeong-hui.

However, Park Minghui gradually lost her patience. She shouted loudly, formed seals with her hands, and cold air surged out like a tide.

The ground under Uncle Li's feet was instantly covered with frost, making it increasingly difficult to move.

But he gritted his teeth, circulated the internal energy, and the Eight Section Brocade moves were performed more smoothly in the difficult situation.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it seemed that the five minutes were about to expire.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Pu Minghui's eyes, and she suddenly changed her moves, slashing at Uncle Li's arm with a palm knife.

Uncle Li was unable to dodge and was hit on the arm, but he still gritted his teeth and stood firm, and managed to hold on for the long five minutes.

Zhang Yue hurried forward and supported the staggering Uncle Li, his eyes full of admiration: "Uncle Li, you have worked hard! This ten thousand yuan is yours."

Uncle Li panted heavily, but smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, as long as I can restore the reputation of Ba Duan Jin. It's a pity that I still lost."

Park Minghui snorted coldly: "It's just a lingering breath, who else wants to come up?"

At this time, a deep voice came from the back of the crowd: "I'll meet you!"

I saw a young man in black clothes pushing through the crowd. He had sharp eyes and exuded a calm aura.

However, when Pu Minghui saw this person, her face changed: "Chen Feng? It's you? Why are you here?"

Obviously they are no strangers to each other.

Chen Feng walked slowly to the center of the venue, clasped his fists towards Park Minghui and said, "I have heard of Miss Park's name for a long time. I would like to ask for your advice today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked as swiftly as a cheetah, with fierce gusts of wind between his fists and feet.

A hint of seriousness finally appeared in Park Minghui's eyes, and the two of them immediately started a fierce close combat, with punches hitting flesh and palms whistling.

Looking at the two people who suddenly started fighting, Zhang Yue was a little confused.

What on earth was going on? He looked at Uncle Li, who shook his head, obviously not understanding the situation either.

Fortunately, Zhang Yue is always calm no matter what he does, and he began to watch the fight between the two carefully.

It was seen that Chen Feng had combined modern fighting techniques with traditional martial arts, and his moves were so varied that Park Minghui could hardly find any flaws for a while.

But Park Minghui was very powerful after all. She suddenly displayed a strange set of footwork, went behind Chen Feng, and slapped him with a palm.

Chen Feng dodged sideways and threw an elbow with his backhand, but Park Minghui easily parried it. (End of this chapter)