They stood in the challenge arena and occupied a corner respectively. Before the war, they didn't want to provoke: "as the bishop of Taekwondo, are you going to use Taekwondo from Koryo Bangzi country or karate from our vast island country?"

"No, no, no!" Suzuki chuanlang pretended to be mysterious. He leaned his toes out of the position of half a meter. His hands were natural and painted a circle in the air. After a set of moves came down, he smiled: "I choose to use the Chinese Kung Fu you despise!"

"Wow, Tai Chi, it's Tai Chi!" Suzuki chuanlang's set of tai chi boxing skills came down, natural and unrestrained, integrated, and immediately attracted the surprised voices of the students around him.

"Ha ha..." green bamboo at the foot of the mountain covered his stomach and smiled, as if he had heard something big. He smiled and said, "your soft boxing can beat me? I'm still talking nonsense for three minutes. I think you can only dissolve Taekwondo."

"Chinese Tai Chi is about four or two kilos. Its mystery is far-reaching. As a martial artist, there is no national boundary to master this set of boxing!" Suzuki chuanlang, a master, explained morality and morality to the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain. He fought to watch the students and teachers. In addition to a burst of surprised calls, he made the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain look very ugly.

"Since you are determined to die, do I have any reason not to fulfill you?" from the clamor to now, the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain can be said to have been beaten by the Suzuki River wolf. In terms of oral Kung Fu, the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain can be said to have no half advantage.

"Three minutes!"

Suzuki chuanlang made a gesture, opened and closed his steps, gently clicked his toes, jumped in front of the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, hit the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, folded his upper body for a few minutes, grabbed the fist that the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain had no time to take back, and pushed the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain back three or five steps.

The move pulled out the gap with one move, which made the audience more excited.

Similarly, the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, which was perfectly counterattacked by Suzuki chuanlang as the first move, looked more gloomy. In particular, looking at Suzuki chuanlang's smile like ridicule, he was not angry.

This time, green bamboo at the foot of the mountain chose to use both hands and feet. Once up and down, he attacked Suzuki chuanlang in an all-round way. He didn't believe it. With a set of soft fist techniques, he was able to avoid his cold attack again.

"Close your legs, punch, then close, and then out..." facing the attack of green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, Suzuki chuanlang responded calmly. Before there was no winning blow, Suzuki chuanlang could only rely on the inertia of Taijiquan to skillfully avoid every move of green bamboo at the foot of the mountain.

"This Tai Chi move is well placed, but it's just that he doesn't understand enough." Zhao Sanjin looked at the battle on the challenge arena and smiled deeply. He pointed and discussed with Mu Chen: "at this time, Suzuki chuanlang confused each other with boxing. A light jump can definitely waste a leg of green bamboo at the foot of the mountain. This battle can be declared over directly."

"Winning in stability is also a good choice." Mu Chen nodded slightly and naturally did not object to Zhao Sanjin's statement, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with Suzuki chuanlang's playing method.

As far as Taiji is concerned, it's a set of boxing techniques that use strength to save yourself. Compared with Karate, which consumes strength, Suzuki chuanlang can always be so deadlocked, but the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain must seek a quick decision. It's inevitable to expose flaws at that time.

"Waste, can only retreat?" Suzuki chuanlang's playing method really makes the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain more and more passive, so that at the moment of receiving the move, he couldn't help roaring angrily.

"It's now!" Zhao Sanjin and Mu Chen couldn't help smiling at each other. Looking at the Suzuki kawawa wolf who moved in response to the challenge arena, they took the initiative to attack.

Keep your toes light. Suzuki drew a circle at the foot of the Sichuan wolf. His hands became fists. The two fists blew out together and hit the chest of the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain. At once, the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain felt as if he had suffered a heart splitting pain like a dull hammer.

The moves are far from finished. While the strength of the fist has not dissipated, he saw the green bamboo flying down the mountain. Suzuki chuanlang moved. He found the spine on the back of the green bamboo down the mountain. He used his elbow as a sharp weapon to attack. He first pushed, patted, and finally made up a foot in front of the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain.

Such a coherent action, starting from Suzuki chuanlang's discovery of the loophole of the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, the whole process was completed at one go without half a minute's pause. The speed was so fast that the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain didn't even have the reaction time, so he felt that his whole body was like falling apart.

"Time!" Suzuki chuanlang shouted at the members of his Taekwondo, and immediately came the excited cry of a member of the team: "two twenty-four seconds!"

"Broken fitter!" Suzuki chuanlang said a flat mouthed English. He looked at the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain lying on the challenge arena with a smile. He squatted down slowly, patted his face and said with a smile: "I said, don't lose the face of Islanders and karate. Why don't you believe it?"

"I'm still proud of my defeat!" the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain still roared. If it wasn't for the fracture of the spine and vertebrae of the back, looking at the ferocious expression of the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, it was clear that he wanted to stand up and fight to the death with Suzuki chuanlang!

Unfortunately, once the back vertebrae connecting the whole body is broken, it is basically impossible to repair it well, which means that Qingzhu at the foot of the mountain can only lie in bed all his life. It is impossible to kill Suzuki chuanlang himself.

"If you lose, you'll lose. What's the glory of defeat?" Suzuki chuanlang asked some funny questions, but he didn't listen to the answer of green bamboo at the foot of the mountain.

After glancing at the manager beside him, Suzuki Kawamura smiled and said, "if you don't take him to the hospital again, it's estimated that it's not as simple as breaking a bone. Maybe your life won't be guaranteed!"

"Come on, save people!" reminded by Suzuki chuanlang, the staff on the side woke up and hurriedly carried the green bamboo down the mountain.

That's the way to fight in the challenge arena. Even in the school, it's normal to be hurt. As long as there is no life crisis, Suzuki chuanlang has done nothing wrong. Besides, with the application of Suzuki chuanlang's Tai Chi Boxing just now, I believe that even if he really killed Qingzhu at the foot of the mountain, a large number of people will testify to Suzuki chuanlang and confuse black and white for him.

Standing in the center of the challenge arena, Suzuki chuanlang listened to the cheers of the people around him. He didn't look too proud. Compared with the people looking at Suzuki chuanlang, he turned his eyes to the Chinese Kung Fu Club on the seat.

"President Li?" Suzuki chuanlang smiled and shouted, and immediately heard a response. Then he continued: "I don't know what I said two days ago. How about exchanging with a Chinese Kung Fu student named Suzuki Naizi in your society?"

"This..." near the front auditorium of the challenge arena, a tall young man looked awkwardly at Suzuki naiko sitting next to Zhao Sanjin. His face was a little more worried. He replied with an apologetic look: "I didn't know Suzuki Bishop's strength was amazing before. Now it seems that there is no need to compare. Suzuki naiko is not your opponent at all."

"It's just a duel, that's all." Suzuki chuanlang, without giving up, continued to ask.

"Let me experience the Taijiquan of Suzuki bishop." before Suzuki naiko spoke, one arm pressed Suzuki naiko who was ready to get up.

However, what surprised Suzuki was that the person standing in front of Suzuki this time was not Zhao Sanjin, but mu Chen who met for the first time, which made Suzuki a little confused - forced.

"You?" this time, President Li and Suzuki Kawabata were shocked. NIMA was funny. It's OK to find a woman to fight, but it's still a woman with an arm injury.

"You can't! At least you can't now!" Suzuki chuanlang refused without thinking about it. Instead, he looked at Zhao Sanjin around Mu Chen with interest and said with a funny smile: "however, the one around you, I believe it is very suitable for me!"

"You don't deserve it! At least you don't deserve it now!" like Suzuki chuanlang, Mu Chen adapted this sentence a little, returned it intact to Suzuki chuanlang, and sneered: "you don't look at your triangular cat Kung Fu, and you deserve our captain's shot?"

"I know I don't deserve it! So I want to ask for advice!" Suzuki Kawamura bowed respectfully. Then he slowly stood up and looked at Zhao Sanjin, who still had no silk pattern. He still stood quietly waiting for Zhao Sanjin's response!

"Wow..."

Suzuki chuanlang's respectful words combined with his actions made the whole venue boiling. Just now, when he hung the green bamboo at the foot of the mountain, the arrogant momentum disappeared in front of the strange middle-aged man. Everyone was particularly curious. Who is Zhao Sanjin!