My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 264: Suppressing the kimchi martial arts sister, an unprecedented feat!
Another coach stood up and said angrily, "Director, Gangster doesn't mean you can challenge him even if you are not convinced. I am not convinced and I am going to challenge him."

"Count me in."

"And me." Several coaches stood up.

"Let's beat him up now, I can't stand it."

One coach was so angry that he wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, don't be anxious, watch the press conference first." Jin Dayong said.

At the same time, a fighting martial arts gym at Seoul University.

A dozen coaches walked into the director's office angrily.

"Director, Jiang Yang is too arrogant. This guy is blatantly insulting our martial arts. We absolutely cannot tolerate this guy being so arrogant."

The curator is a man in his early 40s, and the computer in front of him is broadcasting a live press conference.

"Curator, we want to challenge him. Let him know how good we are."

"Let him know that there is a price to be paid for insulting us."

"It's so hateful, I will beat him to death."

"Absolutely unforgivable."

"The curator just lets us go."

More than a dozen instructors were filled with outrage.

Director Han Taiwen moved his bare eyes from the video to the faces of several coaches and said, "The gangster is very powerful and you are no match for him."

It's surprising that the curator said this.

Little Pickle thinks he is the best in the universe, and this curator is relatively clear-headed.

"Director, don't you have confidence in us?"

"The Jiangyang thief insults us like this, curator, can you bear it?"

Several coaches were anxious.

"I know how you are feeling. I am very angry just like you. But if you want to challenge others, you must have strength."

Han Taiwen continued, "Anger will only make you go to your head. Did you watch yesterday's TV show? Cha Eun-sung, Jung Yong-hae, don't you know?"

We are talking about Cha Eun-sung and Jung Yong-hae. One is a Muay Thai champion, one is a mixed martial arts champion, and the other is a taekwondo champion. They are all top professional players in the fighting circle.

In particular, Muay Thai champion Zheng Ronghai has been to their fighting gym and communicated with several coaches. He is very strong.

After saying this, more than a dozen coaches fell silent.

Or sober up.

None of the dozen or so fighting masters in yesterday's show were any match for me.

There is no point in being impulsive and angry.

If you can't beat someone, what else can you do besides making a fool of yourself and getting beaten?

Thinking of this, more than a dozen coaches were heartbroken.

A coach's face showed sadness and anger, "Are we just going to watch this guy continue to be arrogant?"

Han Taiwen didn't speak, and didn't know how to answer.

If you don’t have the strength, you don’t have the strength. What else can you do?

Can you defeat the other party just by being angry?

No, the reporters at the scene were all angry, but what could they do?
Go up and beat up the gangster?

Of course they thought so in their hearts, many reporters wished they could go up and beat Jiang Yang's bandit and slap him in the face.

But that’s all I dare to think in my heart.

Who dares to go up?

Who dares to really go up there?
"I like your reaction very much. You are right to be angry. I like it very much. If you don't react at all, it won't be fun." Jiang Yang laughed again.

"Getting back to the topic, I just said that your martial arts are rubbish. It's all nonsense. Today I will prove with my strength that you are rubbish.

Please see the big screen. "

At this time, there was a large screen at the press conference, which displayed a map of Seoul.

The addresses and names of twenty martial arts gyms are marked on the map:
Daitoku Kendo Hall

Yongwu Taekwondo Gym
Qinglong mixed martial arts gym

Han Wu Taekwondo

Yuanwu Kendo Hall

Iron Tiger Martial Arts Gym.

Martial Soul Gym.

……

what is this?
The reporter was curious and didn't understand.

“Dear journalists, this map lists 20 various martial arts gyms in Seoul.

Didn't I just say that I have to prove it with my strength, so I invite all journalists and friends to witness it and follow me to play together. "

"Ah, kicking the gym?" A reporter was stunned.

"That's right, it's kicking the hall, I will lead you all to the kicking hall.

There are a total of 20 martial arts gyms above, and we visit them one by one. "

Hooah!

20 martial arts gyms came to visit one by one.

This is exciting.

"Jiang Yang Gang, you said you want to take us to 20 martial arts gyms to compete at each gym?" A reporter asked loudly.

"That's right, I will visit the 20 martial arts gyms marked on the map during the whole day this morning and afternoon.

Take off all their signs. "

This makes it clear enough.

"Wow, the boss is awesome!"

"Twenty martial arts schools!"

"Damn, this is too awesome."

"This is the rhythm of knocking out all the martial arts gyms in Seoul City!"

"awesomeness."

"Exciting."

Netizens are excited.

"Dear journalists, let's go to the gym now!"

Jiang Yang said loudly, then walked out, followed by team members.

The reporters from Little Pickle haven’t reacted yet, some are still in a daze?
It wasn't until the crowd walked out that the reporters reacted and followed them one after another.

Outside the club, three buses were parked.

When the reporters went down, the gangster team had already boarded one of the buses.

"Dear journalists, get in the car and follow us to the first kendo gym. Today you will witness our history and see how we defeat you."

Xia Weiwei shouted, asking reporters to get on the bus.

Are you really going to play in the gym?
With surprise and uncertainty, the reporters boarded the bus.

"Do you really want to go to the gym?"

"20 martial arts gyms?"

"Is this too exaggerated?"

In other words, are the gangsters really that arrogant?He is so confident that he will win.

After getting in the car, the reporters were still whispering.

I still don't believe it.

"Could it be hype?" a male reporter wondered.

"It's not hype," the speaker was a female reporter. She had been calling for confirmation when she came down. She hung up the phone and replied, "I checked the 20 martial arts gyms announced, and they are all representatives of our cold country's martial arts community. , very powerful.”

Another reporter took over and said, "Jiang Yang Gang does often play gymnastics in Neon. This guy is so arrogant, but he is also really capable. I have also seen him play gymnastics several times. It is not a hype."

It's not hype, it's real.

The reporters looked at each other.

At this time, the motorcade started to move, and at the same time, a shout came from the car in front where the gangster was sitting:

"Little pickle trash!"

"Little pickle trash!"

"Little pickle trash!"

fuck~~
It's so arrogant, I'm really angry!

A reporter said angrily, "I have been a reporter for so many years and have interviewed countless news figures, but I have never seen anyone so arrogant."

"Ashiba."

"The gangster, what a bastard."

"Arrogant and domineering!"

"unacceptable."

The little pickle reporters were angry again, and some even cursed.

Shivering cold.

"Hahahaha!"

"Rubbish."

"Trash is trash."

"It feels so good to scold!"

Tangguo netizens burst into laughter during the live broadcast.

At this moment, more than 5 million netizens are watching the live broadcast of Yangma International Channel.

The motorcade headed to the first Dade Kendo Gym, about 2 kilometers away.

A map was displayed in the lower right corner of the live broadcast room, marking the location of the 'Dade Kendo Hall'.

"Sorry, Director, the gangster is coming to our kendo gym. The gangster is here to kick the gym!" An assistant ran into the gym director's office in a panic.

After entering, I saw only a few coaches from the kendo gym, including the gym director Park Daxin.

The atmosphere in the office is dignified.

Already know.

But some panic could be seen in the eyes of several people.

At the press conference just now, they were so angry and filled with indignation that they even said they would go directly to the gym.

Now that people are coming to my door, I can't help feeling a little panicked.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The neon martial arts world cannot hold its head high after being defeated by the gangster. His cultivation in swordsmanship has also reached its peak, and even the neon swordsman Kamiya Musashi is no match.

How could the little pickles not know this?

It's just a bit of a fuss, but when people are really coming, my heart feels blocked.

"The gangster is so arrogant, he actually dares to come to our sword hall."

"How dare he?"

"If the gangster dares to come, let's show him some color."

"Director, Jiang Yang's thief is here, let him know how powerful we are."

"We absolutely cannot back down."

"Yes, we can't back down, we can't let the Tang people look down upon us."

"I don't believe that this gangster has three heads and six arms."

Several kendo coaches spoke with passion, but they still couldn't hide the panic in their eyes.

The whole body has a very hard mouth.

Park Director Park Daxin's face became serious, "The Jiang Yang gangster is coming to kick the gym, and he has brought so many reporters with him. We have no room for retreat, we can only challenge him."

"Inform everyone to prepare for the challenge."

After that, Park Daxin took the lead and went out.

At a distance of 2 kilometers, the team arrived quickly.

Get out of the car.

After the reporters also got off the bus, the team entered the mall directly.

The Kendo Hall is on the 7th floor of the mall.

Such a large group of people entered the mall and attracted countless gazes.

Take the elevator to the 7th floor.

I saw it.

There were already more than a dozen people, and the staff of the kendo gym were standing at the door.

The Dade Kendo Gym is here.

"Dear reporter friends, we have arrived at the first Dade Kendo Gym. Just watch us kick this Kendo Gym, so that you can see with your own eyes how powerful our Tang swordsmanship is."

Jiang Yang spoke to the reporters, ignoring the angry looks of a dozen staff at the kendo gym.

Go in.

Jiang Yang took the lead and walked in directly.

The dozen or so people in the kendo gym didn't dare to stop him.

Two people wanted to block him, but were forced back by Jiang Yang's glare.

Swaggeringly, he walked into the kendo hall.

inside.

There are 60 people in the Dade Kendo Hall, dressed in kendo uniforms, holding long swords, and are ready.

Already waiting.

Seeing the crowd coming in, they shouted in unison:
"Dad!"

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

The momentum is not weak.

"A bunch of scoundrels." Gao Meng stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Little pickles, listen up, we are here to challenge the gym, call your curator out!"

"Call all your experts to come out!" Bai Xiaoni stepped forward.

"You little guy, just get out of here."

"Call out whoever you can."

Several people shouted loudly.

"You are too arrogant." A kendo gym instructor in his early thirties came out and said angrily: "You Tang people are so arrogant. You dare to underestimate the swordsmanship of our Han country."

"So what if I underestimate you?"

Pickle's face turned red when Bai Xiaoni retorted.

Ignoring his anger, Bai Xiaoni turned her head and said to Master, "Master, I don't want to talk to these little pickles anymore, so just beat them up, okay?"

Jiang Yang nodded, "Such a thing would hit him in the mouth."

"Yes."

Bai Xiaoni was excited after receiving the master's order.

With a quick step, he rushed forward.

Without saying anything, he picked up his hand and slapped Little Pickle on the face.

This slap was crisp and loud.

Little Pickle was stunned, covering his face and taking a step back, "You, you, you, you, you, you dare to hit me?"

"What's wrong with beating you, why should I kick you?"

Bai Xiaoni raised her kick and kicked him directly in the belly.

"Ah!" With a scream, the sword in Little Pickle's hand fell to the ground, and he was kicked to the ground.

Hitting someone when they meet, a girl is so cruel.

The reporters behind him were startled.

"How fierce!"

"But I like it."

"Well beaten, kill them."

Tang netizens shouted and posted comments.

"How brave!"

"asshole!"

"How dare you hit someone?"

"Too arrogant, beat them to death."

The people in the Kendo Hall were stunned for a few seconds before they realized what was going on, and they all became angry.

Immediately several people rushed out.

"Haha, he's the only one who's going to beat you up. He's going to beat you little pickles."

Not only was Bai Xiaoni not afraid, but she became excited and rushed towards them.

"Little Pickle is seeking death!" It was Xia Weiwei, who shouted and rushed forward.

"Kill them!"

"Little pickle will kill you!"

Gao Mn and Li Lei roared, raised their fists and wanted to go forward, but the boss stopped him, "Don't move, just watch the show."

There is no need to go together with a bunch of rubbish, two female apprentices are enough to handle it.

Bai Xiaoli and Xia Weiwei rushed into the crowd at the kendo hall.

Don’t be afraid of 60 or [-] opponents.

In fact, to put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of rabble. Even though there are so many of them, there are fifty or sixty of them, and they all look like dogs in their kendo uniforms.But most people who learn kendo think that a handsome person is cool, just to show off.

There is no real skill learned, except for a few kendo teachers who have a little bit of skill.

Even if these kendo teachers say they have some level of skill, it is relative.

The overall strength is not as good as Neon casually looking for a karate.

It's just such a group of people who look glamorous but are nothing in reality. How can they be the rivals of the two women?

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" accompanied by several screams.

After the two women were punched and kicked, seven or eight people were lying on the ground.

"Oh my god!"

The little pickled reporter was so wide-eyed that he couldn't believe his eyes.

Two girls... In his eyes, Bai Xiaoni and Xia Weiwei are not just two girls.

These two girls were so powerful that they defeated seven or eight people in just a few hits.

It’s amazing!

The little pickle reporter was so shocked that he forgot to take pictures.

"Little Pickle, fall down for me!" Bai Xiaoni scolded and swept the hall's legs, causing four or five Little Pickles to fall on their backs.

Quickly move forward and punch.

A little pickle wearing glasses covered his mouth with tears of pain.

Looking at Xia Weiwei again, she happened to slap a tall little pickle on the chest. Her palm seemed light, but the slap made the little pickle retreat continuously, knocking down several people.

Another strike with the sword hit one person wearing white kendo uniforms, who must be a coach, and the others wearing black kendo uniforms were students.

This blow struck the kendo coach on the neck. The guy rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

fainted.

Then, Xia Weiwei turned her palm into a fist and punched another trainer in white kendo uniform on the belly.

The guy was beaten until he vomited so much that he even vomited out the food he had eaten the night before.

A bunch of poor little lambs.

So rubbish.

The two women tortured them like they were being abused.

"Okay." Master said.

The two women stopped and paused.

There was already a mass of people lying on the ground, no less than 20 people.

If Master hadn't shouted stop, more people would have lied down.

"Master, don't stop, these trash, I'm going to beat them all down." Bai Xiaoni pouted, she hadn't had enough of beating them yet.

"That's enough, they are just a group of ordinary people. If the fight continues, friends in the martial arts world will say that we use the big to bully the small and win without force." Yang Jiang said with a smile.

At this moment, the only voices in the kendo hall were the master and the apprentice.

There were hundreds of people watching around, but no one spoke.

Everyone was shocked.

The remaining kendo gym members had frightened eyes, they were really frightened.

The two beauties are so cruel, hitting them is like punching sandbags.

With 20 people lying on the ground, who wouldn’t be afraid?
Dozens of reporters at the scene were equally shocked.

All so dumbfounded.

They looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

Female reporter Jin Zhiqiao was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it even if she were beaten to death. Two women from the Tang Dynasty, two seemingly weak women, were so powerful. When they entered the crowd just now, they were like two tigers pounced on a flock of sheep.

It’s so amazing, who wouldn’t be surprised to see it?
It was in a living room of a private house near the Kendo Hall.

A little pickle is watching live TV, holding a teapot in one hand to pour water.

Seeing the people in the kendo gym falling to the ground in the picture, Little Pickle was stunned with a silly expression.

He didn't even notice that the water glass was full and he poured it out.

"A bunch of rubbish, they all fell down before I even exerted any force, so without a beating." The person who spoke was Xia Weiwei, walked back to the master, and clapped her hands several times, as if hitting these little pickles had dirty her hands. .

hehe~~
I said, Mr. Xia, you are not such a person, and you have learned how to speak like your master.

"Bah!" Gao Meng spat, with a look of contempt on his face, and then complained: "Boss, why are you dragging me along and asking me to beat up a few pickles for fun.

I haven't punched a pickle yet. "

Hearing the tone of his voice, he sounded a little regretful and complaining.

Jiang Yang smiled.

Several people mocked each other like this, but no one from the remaining kendo gym members said a word.

No one spoke.

Do they dare to speak?

Anyone who dares to speak will be beaten to death.

Anyone who dares to speak is a role model for those lying on the ground.

I would like to ask who dares to speak and who dares to say anything in this kind of scene?Who dares to dissent?

One by one, they were all frightened and felt cold in their hearts.

There was even a little pickle with a few pimples on his face who got his crotch wet and was so scared that he peed.

Did you really pee?

The first person to notice that the little pickle peed was Li Lei.

"Hahahahaha!" Li Lei laughed loudly.

The one who laughs is hilarious.

Several people who were laughing looked at him.

"Boss, look at that little pickle. He was so scared that he peed his pants." Li Lei pointed at the little pickle in the crowd.

All eyes were focused on the little pickle.

The crotch is wet.

I went and actually peed.

At this moment, this little pickle club died on the spot.

next second.

"Haha! Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter.

"Haha..." A little pickled reporter laughed twice and immediately covered his mouth, realizing that he shouldn't laugh.

Looking at the other reporters around, some covered their faces and some shook their heads.

Shame!
What a shame!

Disgraceful to grandma's house!

"Oh no, no, no, no, no, did Little Pickle pee? Did you really pee out of fear?"

"Hahahaha!"

"puff……!"

"It was so funny that Little Pickle was so scared that he peed his pants."

"My mom laughed to tears."

"Laughed and cried."

"[Laughter and cry] [Laughter and cry] [Laughter and cry]."

"Little Pickle, are you trying to laugh me to death so you can inherit my Huabei?"

"It was so funny, the two ladies actually scared him to the point of peeing."

"It was so hilarious that my stomach ached from laughing."

"I'm going to laugh so hard."

The barrage was flooding the screen, and netizens in Tang Dynasty burst into laughter. Many netizens burst into tears and laughed so hard.

Little Pickle was so scared that he peed. This was really embarrassing.

Classic scene.

Jiang Yang laughed several times and his face turned red.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yang spoke, "You are a bunch of rubbish. It's boring. Your curator should call your chief swordsman to come out and ask them to come out and fight me. You are too rubbish."

Curator, chief swordsman?
Upon hearing this, the members of the kendo gym couldn't help but cast their eyes on a middle-aged man lying on the ground.

"Master, no need, their curator and chief kendo master is already here." Xia Weiwei spoke.

"Are you here? Where is it?" Jiang Yang looked around.

"He's lying on the ground." Xia Weiwei pointed.

Among the people lying on the ground, there was a man in his early 40s, wearing a white kendo uniform, covering his mouth and moaning.

He is Park Dae-shin, the director of Qingwu Kendo Hall.

This guy was beaten to the ground a long time ago.

"Are you sure he is the curator?" Jiang Yang asked deliberately, implying that he is such a rubbish as a curator.

Xia Weiwei smiled and said, "Master is him, and he is Park Daxin, the director of this kendo gym."

The words 'Park Dae Shin' were said loudly on purpose.

"This guy is the curator. Isn't this too rubbish?" Gao Meng complained.

"It's so funny." Li Lei answered, "Boss, we also said we would call them the curator and ask their chief to come out and fight. Is this the level?"

"I didn't expect them to be at this level. It seems I overestimated them." Jiang Yang shook his head and laughed.

Half-turning around, he looked at the reporters around him, "Dear reporters, you have also seen that this is the strength of Dade Kendo Hall.

They are at this level, and the person lying on the ground is their curator, the chief kendo master.

I also want to let their chief kendo master fight. It’s boring for us to bully these ordinary people. My friends will say that we bully the small ones with the big ones. How can we expect their level? I really didn’t expect that, a kendo gym chief is so rubbish. , I haven't made a move yet. "

"I really didn't expect them to be so rubbish. I was still thinking, since I can be qualified to open a school in Seoul to teach apprentices, why is it a bit level?" Xia Weiwei shook her head, and then added, "It's because you didn't make a move, Master. This kind of garbage is not worthy of you at all."

"Master, if they are such rubbish at this level, they still open a gym to teach disciples. Doesn't this disgrace other people's disciples?" Bai Xiaoni asked curiously.

"Xiao Ni, you don't understand this." Gao Meng replied: "There are many liars in the world now. They pretend to be sword masters and deceive ordinary people.

We can’t blame ordinary people, they can’t tell the difference between real Kung Fu and fake Kung Fu.Only in the ring, only in the real competition can you know.

You see, when we come to Han Country, our friends from Han Country say that we are arrogant and arrogant, and they don’t believe that we are real Kung Fu masters, but they believe in these fake masters. "

"Yes." Bai Xiaoni nodded.

"Bofun, let's go, let's go to the next house." Jiang Yang said.

"I hope the next one won't be so rubbish."

"gone."

A group of people walked outside and passed in front of the reporters' cameras.

"It's so fucking embarrassing!" Gao Meng looked at a reporter's camera with contempt.

"I didn't expect that someone with such a level would dare to open a martial arts gym. This is something I didn't expect." Li Lei complained to the camera.

Bai Xiaoni showed her fist to the camera with a fierce look, "I can hit 100 of these guys."

"Xiao Ni, if the next one is still like this, please save a few so that I can have some fun. I haven't beaten pickles yet."

"Okay, Brother Meng, I'll leave some pickles for you."

"Let me ask you, did you enjoy making pickles just now? Did you feel good about it?"

"It's very cool, hehe!"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of people walked out laughing.

Pay attention to the expressions of the reporters in Little Pickle. Their faces turn blue and white.

The people still standing in the Kendo Hall looked ashamed.

Faceless.

Many people are already thinking about quitting the museum, as there is no way they can meet people here.

It's so rubbish, they even think it's rubbish, it's really embarrassing.

A few people's eyes fell on the curator. Perhaps the curator was a liar as several Tang people said, and he was not a master of swordsmanship.

He is a master of swordsmanship, why is he so rubbish?

Next target, the second martial arts gym is a Taekwondo gym - Yongwu Gym.

It was more than a kilometer away and arrived quickly.

Entering the Yongwu Hall, hundreds of people, all wearing white Taekwondo uniforms, were ready.

The atmosphere solidified.

Ignoring the angry looks, Gao Meng took a step forward and shouted, "We are in a hurry, there are still 18 companies to challenge, just click on it, do you want to go one by one or together?"

"Too loud..." A burly man stepped forward and was about to curse.

Suddenly there is a flower in front of you.

There was a smiling face in front of him, it was Jiangyang Thief.

The man showed a horrified expression, and then became unable to move.

Jiang Yang stretched out one hand and lifted him up.

This man was 1 meters tall and had a burly build. He was able to lift such a tall and burly adult man up with one hand.

Then, raise it high above your head.

My mom~~
There was an uproar all around.

"Little trash, let's go and cool down!"

Jiang Yang threw his hands and threw the man several meters high, hitting the crowd.

The crowd was in a panic, and seven or eight people reached out to pick it up.

It was received, but it also caused three or four people to fall to the ground.

The little pickles were in a panic.

Jiang Yang took action and grabbed a person, lifted him up and threw him out. This move was the first to win.

The people in the Yongwu Hall were shocked.

The reporters were stunned.

"I'll just treat you as one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yang moved again.

The reporters on the side only saw him transform into a shadow, rushing into the crowd of the martial arts hall at such a fast speed.

"Crackling!"

"Ahhh!"

Exclaims and screams of pain came and went.

"Ah -" there was a long exclamation. A Taekwondo man was thrown out, fell to the ground and slid for two or three meters. He just happened to slide to the feet of a female reporter. The frightened female reporter screamed and continued. Back away.

The female reporter was shocked and looked at the man on the ground with a painful expression.

When the female reporter looked up at the others——

I drop God!

The female reporter's pupils dilated sharply and she was stunned.

what did she see?
The female reporter happened to see several people flying into the chaotic crowd.

They didn't fly on their own, but were knocked away.

"Foshan Shadowless Feet!" A shout came from Jiang Yang right after.

The female reporter's pupils reflected a scene: Jiang Yang jumped up and kicked a dozen times in a row.

When it landed, seven or eight people fell in front of it.

Not finished yet.

"Bajiquan." There was another big explosion.

Jiang Yang's fists were like two cannonballs, blasting two people away and knocking down seven or eight others.

It was too violent, so violent that it was a mess.

The God of War is reincarnated.

No, he is not the God of War, he is a demon god.

At this moment, the little pickles in the Yongwu Hall were crying for their fathers and mothers, and they were in chaos.

"Master, can you defeat so many people? Do you want me to help you and share a few with you?" Bai Xiaoni's voice sounded.

"No, you can just watch my performance." Jiang Yang's voice came from the crowd.

"Boss." Gao Meng shouted: "Leave one or two for us, don't finish the fight!"

"Ahhh!"

The screams continued.

In the scene, Jiang Yang chased hundreds of people and beat him.

The reporters watching Kimchi were all dumbfounded.

No movie would dare to be shot like this.

When Jiang Yang stood still and stopped his hand, a large area lay on the ground around him.

By visual inspection, there were thirty or forty people.

The others dispersed long ago, far away... No, there was another person facing him alone, standing in front of Jiang Yang, less than half a meter away.

This person is their chief taekwondo coach Jin Dayong.

This man is very brave!
is it?

Looking carefully, Jin Dayong's legs were shaking, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead one by one.

At this time, Jiang Yang raised his palm and made a gesture of slapping him.

"Ah, don't hit me!" Jin Dayong shouted, and he squatted down in fear.

Jiang Yang scratched his ears, pretending to be shocked and said, "I was picking out my ears, why are you so scared?"

A deliberate act of picking out his ears scared the head taekwondo master of Yongwu Hall to death.

"Ha ha!"

"Hahahaha!"

So fierce, Li Lei and others burst into laughter.

This one really makes people laugh to death.

"Haha, pickles are all like this." A Tangguo netizen laughed in front of the computer.

Jin Dayong was still squatting on the ground and did not dare to get up.

"I won't hit you, don't be afraid of it." Jiang Yang smiled and turned around and said, "Brother Meng, this little pickle is what I left for you."

　The chapter title is wrong, suppressing the kimchi martial arts world

　　
　
(End of this chapter)