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Chapter 358 Taekwondo VS Huaxia Kungfu
Without waiting for Bangzi's helper to speak, the murderous Yamamoto Yeshu stepped out and snorted coldly in blunt Chinese: "Su Qisang, you don't have to be so cynical and sarcastic, Mr. Zhenghai just made you wait for an hour. I didn't tell you to wait a day, and you just made such sarcastic remarks, don't tell me you Chinese people are all so narrow-minded."

"It's not too long for you to be an hour. Fortunately, you still have the face to say it. You think you are the leader of the country, and others can wait for you for an hour."

Hearing the exaggerated words of the old enemy, the little devil, Su Qi frowned slightly, a little displeased with the arrogance and shamelessness of the little devil.

Seeing this former Dongying friend provoke Qi Ge, Yang Jun, who has now changed his mind and rehabilitated himself, immediately stood up and yelled: "You are narrow, Ma Le Gobi, Yamamoto, you little devil, why are you so arrogant? Our Qi brother is talking here, what are you talking about?" It's your turn to intervene; tell you this is our China territory, and it's your turn to be arrogant, you little devil, you'd better be honest with me, otherwise our brother Qi will immediately spit out all your shit, of course you have to fuck When it's clean, I'll piss you out."

"Uh!"

Yamamoto Yeshu's eyes sank, he didn't understand Yang Jun why you and Su Qi were together, but now seeing that this friend from Zeng Jin turned his back on him and scolded him like shit, his face changed drastically, and he held the hilt of his sword with one hand , said in a deep voice: "Yang Junsang, what's wrong with you, you must have entered a mental hospital, and you are really mentally ill! Su Qisang is your former enemy, not only let you run naked, but also caused you to enter The psychiatric hospital has ruined your reputation again, you can say that the hatred between you is irreconcilable, and now you still speak for him, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Shame, shame on you, Brother Qi is a dragon and phoenix among people. It is my good fortune to follow Brother Qi, Yang Junxiu. A five-foot-three-inch little devil like you knows a thing."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said with a very disdainful expression: "A little devil like you, Yamamoto, is not qualified to carry shoes for Brother Qi, and you want to get involved with Brother Qi's woman, Sister Xue. This is not for us in Huaxia!" As an old saying goes, a toad wants to eat swan meat wishful thinking."

Seeing Young Master Yang being so brazen, Zhang Xiaoyu, the fat cat, and the Taekwondo master secretly felt ashamed, and a little amazed that he was so shameless and invincible.

Su Qi raised the corners of her lips slightly, feeling a little helpless towards Yang Dashao's temperament; Bai Bi's arrogant face raised her face, and she somewhat rejected this kind of sycophant.

"Eight grids!"

The people who had fawned on him before insulted him like this. Yamamoto Yeshu, whose Chinese is very good, suddenly felt angry and blushed, and when he grasped the hand holding the sword hilt, he was about to pull it out but was suddenly stopped.

Pu Zhenghai's eyes sank, and his expression was cold and stern: "Yamamoto-kun, the competition has not started yet, why are you angry! In this taekwondo gym, everything is up to me, and I will not let my guests be humiliated."

"Then Zheng Haijun, I've got rid of you!"

Yamamoto Yeshu took advantage of the situation to let go, bowed immediately, turned around and took two steps back, his dark eyes kept rolling on the faces of Su Qi and Yang Jun.

Park Zhenghai stepped forward with a gloomy expression: "Mr. Su, since you have accepted the challenge, then I won't waste any more time. Let's start the contest now."

The corners of Su Qi's lips twitched slightly: "As you wish!"

As soon as the two sides agreed, the rest of the people immediately started to retreat, and invited the center of the gymnasium out, leaving enough space for the two of them.

"Zhenghai Ouba, you're sure to win this contest, and I'm waiting to celebrate for you, come on, come on!"

Zheng Qinjiao, who was following behind, said something, clenching her fists in a cute kawaii pose, with an awl face full of obsession and encouragement.

Pu Zhenghai's expression did not change, he just nodded slightly without opening his mouth.

"Wow, Zhenghai Ouba is really handsome, okay, let's go down now, don't disturb Zhenghai Ouba's martial arts competition! Come on, okay!"

Zheng Qin was strongly stimulated by this cold expression, and immediately cupped his chin with both hands, his awl face was filled with joy, and seeing the impatience expression on Bangzi Ouba's face, he immediately turned back with apology, but glared at Su fiercely. Qi glanced at him: "Su Qi, in this match, you will definitely lose to me, Zhenghai Ouba."

Su Qi put his hands behind his back and stretched out his hands, his eyes were looking up at the ceiling, and two words popped out from the corner of his lips: "Idiot!"

"you!"

Zheng Qin's teeth itched for a while, but she had to remain gentle in front of Hai Ouba, and immediately rolled her eyes with hatred.

Only Su Qi and Park Zhenghai were left in the center of the gymnasium.

Park Zhenghai's eyes were deep: "Mr. Su, this martial arts competition is only for learning and exchanging martial arts, but it is inevitable that there will be injuries in the competition. No matter who is injured in the field, we are responsible for ourselves, and the opponent does not bear any responsibility. How about it!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Such old rules, needless to say!"

"Well, since you agree, then please sign this exemption contract! It also gives us a legal basis so that we don't have to bear unnecessary responsibilities."

With a wave of Park Zhenghai's hand, a female taekwondo student immediately presented two waiver contracts that had already been printed.

"You guys really worked hard!"

Looking at the content of the exemption contract, they all emphasized that this competition is voluntary, even if you are injured or disabled, you will be responsible for all consequences. Su Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled, and immediately signed the contract.

Park Zhenghai's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed, and he picked up a brush and signed the contract.

Yamamoto Noki, who planned all this in advance, watched with crazy eyes: "Haha, since you signed the contract, China Pig, then prepare to be beaten as a useless person. People who insult my Japanese warrior will not have good results."

"The contest begins!"

A loud shout exploded in the gymnasium, and the two major parties, Su Qi and Park Zhenghai, all took their positions and stood in the middle of the taekwondo.

Glancing at the secretly excited Yamamoto wild tree next to him, Su Qi raised his brows slightly, feeling a little displeased to just beat the big Han stick and let the little devil go. Immediately, his eyes became dark and deep, and the future appeared one after another.

"Ah cei!"

Taekwondo begins with a salute. Park Zhenghai bowed, exhaled and uttered a drink, stepped forward with a lunge, and kicked sideways with his foot, and the sound of whistling and piercing through the air was heard, demonstrating his profound skill.

Taekwondo has the effect of exhaling and vocalizing, and 'Acei' is a spoken word in it, similar to OSU in karate.

But the rapid sound is like "cai", and a room full of sticks practicing Taekwondo is "caicaicai", which makes people involuntarily think of kimchi in the Republic of Korea.

"Master of Anjin, no wonder Yamamoto Yeshu must have spent a lot of money looking for him!"

With Zhou's eyes closed, Su Qi's heart was interrupted. Immediately, he made a wrong foot and stepped out in an arc. He only used [-]% of his strength and reaction speed, and narrowly avoided the kick.

Whoosh!

His right foot fell into the air and touched the ground as the axis, and Park Zhenghai flew up with his left foot and kicked sideways to catch up. He caught up with and dodged Su Qi in an instant, but it was a foot knife that went straight to his chin.

Special footwork in foot sword and taekwondo, push and kick the opponent with the outer edge of the foot.

With Pu Zhenghai's dark strength master, if this foot knife kicks the opponent, the lightest is a broken tendon and bone, which shows the ruthlessness of the move.

"Look back in shock!"

Su Qi dodged sideways, stepped forward, ground his feet on the ground, and turned his body backwards. He made a strange move of thirteen elbows, and pierced his chest with a short elbow spear.

"Hammer punch!"

Park Zhenghai didn't dodge or dodge, his right foot continued to provide power for the axis, he turned his body, made a fist with his right hand, and threw it towards his temple without a sound.

The hammer punch is like a positive punch, but it mainly uses the little finger and wrist muscles to strike.

This move is neither evasive nor evasive, and it seems to be a lose-lose style of play, but it shows Park Zhenghai's brilliance; he may not be seriously injured with an elbow in the chest, but even if he is punched in the temple by a master of Huajin, he will definitely be seriously injured even death.

"There are indeed two tricks!"

Su Qi praised secretly in his heart, but he withdrew his feet and walked away, retreating half a foot away with one step, and avoided the hammer blow.

"Go hand in hand!"

The tactics were successful, Park Zhenghai's eyes lit up, he rushed forward with one stride, and shot out with one move, directly attacking Su Qi's throat and eyes, two vulnerable parts.

Guanshou is also a special technique of Taekwondo. It has the same shape as the hand knife, but it requires the middle finger to be slightly curved. Moreover, the hand knife injures people with a straight hand, but Guanshou uses four fingers to intercept the opponent's vital points, directly taking the vulnerable parts of the eyes and throat.

"The Azure Dragon Offers its Horn!"

Su Qiqi's thirteen elbows made another move, raised his left arm to support his hands, turned around and twisted up, down, and three sets to exert force directly, and thrust out with an elbow with his backhand, still hitting the lower abdomen.

However, for this shot, Su Qi is still the same as before, only using [-]% of his strength and speed, and he is still in a state of play.

"Chop down!"

With his hands crossed in front of his chest, Park Zhenghai turned around with his strength, and in an instant he ran behind Su Qi, raised his right foot and slashed down, roaring down, with the power of crushing stones to crack the ground.

"I flash!"

With the tip of his toes on the ground, Su Qi's body was like an arrow flying from the string, and he retreated a foot away in an instant, narrowly avoiding the next blow.

"Double kick!"

When one foot landed on the floor, Park Zhenghai soared into the air, like a white crane spreading its wings across the sky, kicking with both feet in the air, his movements were vigorous and graceful, showing the demeanor of a master.

"I'll flash again!"

When the two feet approached, Su Qi huddled into a ball and got a lot lower out of thin air, just in time to avoid the blow.

"540-degree backspin kick!"

Flying over Su Qi's head with two feet in the air, Park Zhenghai's eyes sank, and as soon as he landed, he made a difficult move, a 540-degree backspin kick, and three feet flew out in a row. His footwork was extremely fierce and graceful.

Bang bang bang!
Su Qi stretched out his hand to block it. Although he blocked the backspin kick, he retreated three steps in a row, and seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"Single-leg whirlwind kick!"

Park Zhenghai chased after him, one foot on the ground and took advantage of his strength to rise into the air, his body stretched in mid-air, and his long legs whizzed out, another chic kick.

In a panic, Su Qi retreated again.

Park Zhenghai is not willing to relax, chasing after him, all kinds of dazzling, chic and difficult kicks are used one by one: side kick in the air, back spin in the air, back kick in the air, front kick in the air, split in the air, Spinning the body, hanging upside down in a whirlwind with both hands on the ground, and hanging upside down in a whirlwind with one hand on the ground...

In this storm-like attack, Su Qi struggled to support like a solitary boat in the sea, as if he was about to overthrow at any moment.

For a while, most of the insiders outside the court thought that Park Zhenghai was going to win, but there were also some who held different opinions.

Zheng Qin, a fan of ha-han brains, waved his fists, his awl-faced face danced with joy and shouted: "Wow, Zhenghai Ouba is so handsome, every movement is so chic that makes people obsessed and handsome, Ouba, Zhenghai Oppa, come on, beat that nasty opponent earlier, they are waiting for you to celebrate together, Zhenghai, come on, come on, come on!"

"ignorance!"

Bai Bi's natural melon-seeded face slightly raised, and her two enchanting beautiful eyes were full of doubts:

The best friend is so violent, and he admires this brother-in-law so much, then his kung fu is definitely not weak, at least a lot stronger than the best friend.

And a girlfriend can completely abuse Park Zhenghai, why is this guy who is stronger than his girlfriend retreating steadily, what the hell is he doing.

"Su Qi hold on, hold on!"

Now Fat Mao, who really doesn't know his best friend, thinks that Su Qi is retreating steadily, and suddenly his heart hangs in his throat.

The rest of the taekwondo students couldn't stop applauding and cheering for the owner of their own gymnasium; while the big brother Yang Wenke frowned, and his giant copper bell eyes also revealed doubts: Although he thought the owner of the gymnasium would win, student Su Qi's skills are not weak, one kick Kicked the four of them away, and their performance was not much worse than that of the owner. Why did they look so weak when they fought, as if they didn't try their best.

"Yo Xi, Yo Xi!"

Watching the competition in the arena appreciatively, Noki Yamamoto stroked his mustache and sighed proudly in blunt Chinese: "Chinese Kung Fu is nothing more than that, Zheng Haijun's Taekwondo is really extraordinary, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass a few more moves, Su Qisang is about to lose; if you are lucky then, if you suffer a small injury and break a few bones, if you are unlucky, you may be seriously injured and disabled, it is very possible, haha!"

"Maybe your uncle, if you want to be disabled, you can only be disabled by that stick!"

Yang Dashao, who has become a fan of Su Qi, cast a blank stare at his old friend Yamamoto Noki, and said contemptuously as if looking at an idiot: "You little devil knows hair, although your Grandpa Yang doesn't know kung fu, but for us all Brother, I still understand that if Brother Qi doesn't make a move now, he will definitely be playing with that stick, if Brother Qi makes a move, he probably won't be able to catch a single move from that stick, and will immediately kneel down."

(End of this chapter)