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Chapter 176 Start Sweeping Taekwondo

Huang Shaohong returned to the courtyard, and after entering the door, he put the plaque in his bag. This thing is a trophy, and he kept it as a private collection.

At this time, Zhou Binglin was basking in the sun on the rocking chair in the yard in the shape of Ge Youpan, and he euphemistically called it 'nurture my awe-inspiring spirit'!
Zhou Binglin moved his ears when he heard the sound of the door opening, and suddenly opened his eyes to take a look, and then teased:
"I was still wondering why I only heard the door opening, but not your voice. I said, did you join the beggar gang or something when you went out this time? Changed long sleeves to short sleeves, and lost your shoes?"

He felt something was wrong when he said it himself, sat up, his eyes fixed:
"Eh, no, when you walk, the muscles on the soles of your feet vibrate constantly, and your feet are spotless. This is a situation that can only occur when you have mastered your strength to a certain level. You haven't reached this level yesterday. Look at your beggar-like shape. Are you looking for someone to compete in martial arts?"

Huang Shaohong didn't deny it either: "I sparred with a karate master of Anjin, and I got some gains, and my control over Jinli has improved a lot!"

Zhou Binglin nodded, closed his eyes and continued to raise his breath, and did not continue to ask. The relationship between the two was good. Although there was an exchange of fists, he was not Huang Shaohong's master after all, and he couldn't get to the bottom of some things.

"Brother, is there anything to eat at home?"

As soon as the excitement of kicking the hall was over, he felt unbearably hungry. Huang Shaohong knew that this was because of his continuous burst of mental energy and burst of dark energy, which led to excessive physical exertion.

Zhou Binglin didn't even lift his eyelids this time: "Didn't you see me nourishing my energy? The house hasn't fired all day, and I'm just waiting for you to come back to order food. Hurry up, old man, I'm hungry too!"

Huang Shaohong smiled wryly and shook his head: "You old man is really good, you just waited for me without eating all day, if you knew I would go to the Internet cafe to play all night, I would starve you all night and see what you would do!"

To put it bluntly, he was so hungry that he took out his mobile phone and called a restaurant he had been to before, ordering seven or eight dishes plus a whole roasted lamb.

Closing his eyes and resting his mind, Zhou Binglin was not surprised to hear that he had ordered so many things, knowing that he had consumed too much and needed to replenish his physical strength and nutrition.

When the food arrived, Huang Shaohong impatiently took a roast chicken and ate it as soon as it was put on the table. After tearing off the chicken head and buttocks, he tore the roast chicken into several pieces with both hands, and put it in his mouth. Gaba Gaba chewed up all the bones and meat, and swallowed it.

The restaurant guys who delivered the food were so startled that they couldn't speak immediately. If Zhou Binglin hadn't comforted him by saying that this guy was a martial artist with good teeth, the guys would have thought that the food was delivered to the goblin's cave.

Huang Shaohong ate a chicken in less than a dozen seconds. The restaurant clerk waited for him to finish eating and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Sir, whoever pays the bill!"

Zhou Binglin pointed at Huang Shaohong with his chin, and the latter smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I just ate when I was so hungry!" He paid the bill with money out of his trouser pocket, and gave a tip of 500 yuan.

Several waiters took the tips, and smiled on their faces, politely said: "You are also in a hurry, so many good dishes have not been touched, and you will be full after eating chicken!"

Huang Shaohong said casually: "Where is it, this food is just at the bottom!"

"You really know how to joke, then we won't bother you, take your time!" Hearing what he said, several hotel staffs hurriedly oiled the soles of their feet, and they walked away quickly. Just kidding, a chicken was the bottom, and they turned around. If you don't have enough to eat, our brothers will also hang up!
"Hey, they're all short-tempered!" Huang Shaohong closed the door and greeted Zhou Binglin to eat. The latter saw clearly: "They are afraid that you won't be full, so they chewed them up!"

When Huang Shaohong was eating chicken just now, he was so hungry that he ate a whole chicken in a few mouthfuls. Now that he had food in his stomach, he slowed down his eating speed and chewed slowly. He ate almost In four hours, Zhou Binglin had already finished eating, and he sat on the side laughing and watching him eat.

After sweeping away all the things, he was finally full after eating and drinking. He moved out another recliner chair, lay lazily on it, touched his belly and said to Zhou Binglin who was not far away: "Brother, you said we ate so much The food is not enough, where did the food go?"

Zhou Binglin stopped and shook his head and laughed: "What's so strange about this, we eat a lot when we practice martial arts. When you enter the dark energy, the energy begins to penetrate into the viscera, and the function of digesting and absorbing food will gradually increase, especially when you fight with people. After that, he was more than ten times stronger than ordinary people. During the Republic of China, some masters of martial arts could eat a cow in a day!"

Huang Shaohong curled his lips. He even met Mr. Guo Yunshen in the "Huang Feihong World", and he had never seen him eat a cow. You can eat more than half of a sheep if you use dark strength, and maybe those masters who hold pills can really eclipse the whole cow.

The night was as usual, and Huang Shaohong woke up the next day with a hundred times more energy. He called the uncle driver who was fond of martial arts yesterday and asked him to take him to pick up the plaque first.

After getting the signboard of "the sticks are all the sick men of East Asia", Huang Shaohong started a new journey.

It is said that in the past two days, the news that a master has overthrown the karate field in the capital has spread. The sticks who originally opened the taekwondo gym all covered their mouths and laughed, thinking that karate will be in the stinky street in the Chinese fighting world this time. .

Competitors are unlucky, how much benefit should Taekwondo bring to them, but they didn't expect it to be their turn today.

Huang Shaohong carried the signboard of "the sticks are the sick men of East Asia" and kicked 28 taekwondo gyms in one day. Unexpectedly, the taekwondo gyms in the capital were similar to the karate gyms, and they were basically all fighters with strong cultivation.

These bright warriors were vulnerable in front of him, but he kicked the gym to find dark energy masters and to hone his own dark energy, so he didn't kill these bright warriors.

This stick was smashed by him with a heavy Tai Chi hammer, loosened the muscles and bones, and he could recover after lying on the bed for three to five months.

Huang Shaohong was somewhat disappointed when he was beaten down in one day, and Zhou Binglin was still sitting on the recliner when he returned to the courtyard. When he saw him coming back, he suddenly asked, "Are you going out to kick these days?" Museum?"

Huang Shaohong glanced at this cheap senior brother in surprise, and said in surprise: "Yes, but senior brother, why did you think of asking this today? Also, how did you know?"

Zhou Binglin laughed and said: "It's not that you showed your background, did the people from the Martial Arts Association see you make a move, recognized Hong Quan and Tai Chi Hammer, but they couldn't find you in the Martial Arts world, Hong Men's side They all said no, and every Tai Chi school also said that there is no such thing as you, and finally they called me!"

Huang Shaohong walked to Zhou Binglin and sat down: "Then what do you mean, brother?"

Zhou Binglin suddenly felt a sense of pride: "What do I mean? I told them that I taught you how to hammer, and they didn't even dare to fart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, and he suddenly restrained his arrogance, and he turned into a calm expression and stroked his chest: "Fortunately, my old man is stable, this excitement almost makes me have not started the method of nourishing qi. , all previous efforts have been wasted!"

Huang Shaohong is so happy: "Let me just say, you eat and drink with me, you eat and drink, you eat and eat, and you are lazy. You are paralyzed here all day long, and you can still practice 'magnificent righteousness'? Haven't started yet. That's right!"

Zhou Binglin was almost defeated by his words, and quickly comforted himself: "It's okay, it's okay, we don't care about this grandson!"

(End of this chapter)