"You ......"

Qi Zhengcheng's face turned blue, and he was about to make a move, but Jin Youyuan next to him waved his hand to stop him.

"This little brother seems to have a misunderstanding of our country. Kim Woo-won said with a smile.

"Misunderstanding? hehe......

Since he had already been scolded, Qin Yang didn't care about anything, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Seriously, I'm quite rational. But you just said that Huaxia Guoshu is rubbish, I think you're a piece of bullshit!

I have been civilized in China for 5,000 years, and martial arts have a long history, and hundreds of schools of national art are competing for beauty! And the taekwondo of your stick country is only less than a hundred years, and you are not ashamed to say that you will kill my Chinese national art in seconds, and your brain will be filled with soy sauce! If you win a real master of national arts, your tail will not rise to the sky?"

"Well said!"

Tong Lele next to him blushed with excitement, patted Qin Yang's arm vigorously, and said coquettishly: "Brother, I'll support you! These sticks are just shameless!"

"Lele!"

Meng Yutong glared at Tong Lele, but the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Obviously, she also felt that Qin Yang's words were very relieved.

In the face of Qin Yang's words, no matter how good Jin Youyuan's cultivation is, his face is not good-looking, and he said lightly: "Listening to what the little brother said, could it be that you are a master of Chinese national arts?"

Hum!

As if he had expected the other party to say this, Qin Yang raised his chin disdainfully: "I don't dare to be a master, I just know a little bit about it." But against you, it's a piece of cake!"

Wow –

As soon as these words came out, the crowd present suddenly exploded.

There are those who are disdainful, those who are angry, those who are cold-eyed, and those who look forward to it.

"Qin Yang, what are you talking nonsense. Meng Yutong hurriedly grabbed his arm. She didn't believe that Qin Yang knew any national skills, looking at her thin figure, it was estimated that she would be able to choke even in a normal fight.

"He can Wing Chun!"

At this time, Tong Lele suddenly pointed at Qin Yang and said excitedly.

Everyone was stunned.

Tong Lele leaned in front of Qin Yang, his foxy eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and said in a crisp voice: "I heard it just now, you said that you know how to Wing Chun, you shouldn't be bragging." ”

"I ......"

"Oh, don't deny it, look at your bones are amazing, you look handsome and handsome, you must be a young master, you can fight for Sister Ruoxi in this competition." As long as you win this competition, I'll be you for a week...... No, no, girlfriend for a month, okay?"

Listening to Tong Lele's words of begging for temptation, Qin Yang was a little stunned for a while.

Where is this, is this girl a psychopath!

"Stop the ink, come on!"

Without waiting for Qin Yang to react, Tong Lele grabbed his arm and dragged him to the middle of the field.

"Handsome guy, come on!"

With a "horn", Tong Lele left a shallow lipstick mark on Qin Yang's face, and then trotted to Leng Ruoxi's side with a slightly red face.

"Sister Ruoxi, I'll help you down first, let him play this game. Tong Lele said.

Leng Ruoxi's willow eyebrows furrowed, and she scolded softly: "Lele, what are you fooling about." It's not a child's house, if that classmate is injured, are you responsible?"

Tong Lele pursed her red lips and said aggrievedly: "Aren't people worried about you, a good sister, look at you like this, if you continue to fight, something will definitely happen." It's better to let someone else give it a try, and maybe win the competition. Maybe he's really a master?"

"Master?"

Leng Ruoxi glanced at Qin Yang, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Do you think he is a master like that?" Although his spirit is good, he obviously hasn't learned a little kung fu. In short, this competition must be done by me, if he is allowed to play, he will definitely lose!"

"No, no, no......"

Tong Lele shook his little head vigorously, and simply hugged Leng Ruoxi's slender waist: "You have already been injured, and if you continue to fight, you will die." If we lose this time, we will lose, and in the end, we will play Laipi!"

"But that classmate will get hurt!"

"If that guy is really injured and disabled, it's a big deal that I will take care of him for a month, and be his girlfriend for a month!

Tong Lele said sullenly.

"You ......"

Leng Ruoxi couldn't cry or laugh, and she had no choice but to deal with this stupid girl.

…

Qin Yang, who was standing in the middle of the venue at this moment, didn't know that in the eyes of the two school girls, he was already preparing to enter the hospital.

In fact, from the moment he opened his mouth to scold Qi Zhengcheng, he decided to fight this one!

is also a dignified Chinese man, and he can't be bullied by a Korean stick, which insults the reputation of Chinese Guoshu. Besides, after all, I took Leng Ruoxi's underwear and stroked ten rounds on the underwear, so I have to help with this favor.

"Boy, I see that you don't have any martial arts skills at all, get out of here if you know each other! Don't waste our time. Zhao Dalong, who was standing opposite Qin Yang, said impatiently.

Qin Yang's eyes were slightly cold, and he sneered: "It's you who should get down! Just your three-legged cat's kung fu, it's basically a waste of my time, let that Korean stick fight Lao Tzu!"

"Hey, what an arrogant tone!"

Zhao Dalong laughed angrily, took a step across his right foot, and said, "It's you who are looking for death, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

After saying that, you have to deceive yourself.

"Wait!"

Qin Yang suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?, regret it?" Zhao Dalong sneered pitifully.

Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders, and at some point there was an extra spicy strip in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I have a problem, I have to eat a spicy strip to relieve my tension before fighting." ”

As he spoke, Qin Yang began to eat spicy strips.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other, and their faces were extremely strange.

And Zhao Dalong was even more confused. He had seen many martial artists make some preparations before martial arts competitions, such as drinking a cup of tea and yelling a few times, but he had never seen someone eat spicy noodles.

Jin Youyuan on the sidelines also shook his head lightly and whispered: "Jumping clown!"

Soon, the spicy strips were finished.

Qin Yang closed his eyes, feeling the smoothness of the meridian bones after the changes, and a confident smile slowly appeared at the corner of his lips.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, a ray of fine light flashed, and he made a starting gesture before the competition.

"Wing Chun, Qin Yang. ”

"Please advise!"

"Trick up the mystery!" Zhao Dalong's face flashed with a hint of anger, and he kicked forward and attacked Qin Yang's chest.

The leg is sharp, like a bolt of lightning!

At this moment, some of the members outside the venue were tense and nervous, and some simply closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

Meng Yutong clenched his pink fist, his sharp nails pierced into his palm, and he didn't feel any pain because of nervousness. A pair of pure beautiful eyes stared at Qin Yang, and even forgot to breathe.

Even Tong Lele covered his eyes with his pink jade hands, leaving only a thin slit, secretly regretting letting Qin Yang play.

"Bang!"

A dull voice rang out.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, I saw Zhao Dalong's body fly out, accompanied by screams.