The sign of the Jingwu Dojo Hall is seven or eight meters long, more than one person high, and the gold lacquer characters are strong and powerful.

The disciples standing on the left and right were wearing pure white practice clothes, and their eyebrows were raised coldly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

In contrast, on the other side, Lei Ming and Gao Liang walked over carrying the sign of Tianyitang, compared to the gold-lacquered signboard on the opposite side, the sign of Tianyitang was small and light.

"Grandma, tomorrow Lao Tzu will make a 20-meter signboard!"

Lei Ming looked at the sign of the Jingwu Gym opposite, and now he really regretted making it too small.

I knew that I would get a brand bigger than the other party, and I would have more face to stand here.

"Big brother, let's not lift it if it's so big!"

Gao Liang on the side looked at the signboard that could only be lifted by more than ten disciples on the opposite side, and Ye Chen's apprentices were just the four of them.

You can't always ask a security guard to do this kind of thing, then it weakens the momentum.

"After this fight, you are the senior brother, are you afraid that no one will lift the sign? At that time, even if you get a hundred meters, you can carry it away! ”

Tang Zhirou's words immediately made the four of them react, and now the apprentices are there, as long as Ye Chen is willing to nod.

And Ye Chen, who was standing in the middle of the field, looked at Jiang Yongzhe, who was like a tiger opposite, with a smile on his face, I have to say that this kid can be made a nine-stage master, and he does have some ability.

The layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway, and it can be seen from his standing posture that he is as stable as a rock.

Although he is not young, he can be called old and strong, and such an opponent is a hundred times stronger than the reckless man in the morning.

"The tone is not small, what kind of boxing method do you use to learn from him? I should know who I'm playing for when I come to the gym today! ”

Jiang Yongzhe squinted his eyes, in order to show his general style, he couldn't act rashly, let alone take the lead, otherwise he would lose his identity.

"I studied under Hong Qigong, and I played the 36th Road Dog Boxing!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and these words immediately caused a round of laughter around him.

"How can this be reasonable, I speak to you with good words, and you insult me!"

Jiang Yongzhe's face turned red, his eyes revealed murderous aura, as the president of the Taekwondo Association, no matter at home or abroad, who dared not to give him three points of thin noodles.

But he didn't want this little guy to open his mouth to ridicule, he said that he was beating a dog, wouldn't he want to beat him as a dog.

"You came to the door with the coffin board to scold, and you blame me for being rude? My Chinese ceremonial state has always been the first to salute and then the soldiers, only you, the old man of the state, will come uninvited, you are not comfortable with me, do you want to blame me? ”

Ye Chen looked at Jiang Yongzhe with a sneer, this time he took the initiative to come to the door and didn't scold him or anyone.

"Are you still afraid that people will kick the gym when you open a martial arts gym? This is the rule, I will carry the plaque to kick the hall, and it is also the rule that I win and tear down your plaque, unless you admit that your so-called Chinese martial arts is just a bluffing thing, as a charlatan, I think you still have a good time closing the door! ”

Jiang Yongzhe is also an old Jianghu, and it is impossible for Ye Chen to be angry with Ye Chen.

He sneered at each other, and began to bring the problem to the most violent Guwu turmoil recently, which can be regarded as a good opportunity to catch people's attention.

Now there is a heated discussion on the Internet, Gu Wu is just some exaggerations in the novel, and he does not have the ability to fight at all, and supporters and opponents are in a mess, and the quarrel is inextricable.

"Chinese martial arts is broad and profound, how can you peep at such a thing? The wind of our great country learns martial arts to strengthen the body, and your martial arts is just a brave and ruthless barbarian, but unfortunately, what I learn is not the way of health preservation! ”

Ye Chen's face was grim, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he said, "Because I learned the art of killing!" ”

Chinese martial arts has been inherited for thousands of years, and all sects and factions have fighting and killing moves that take people's lives, but with the strength of the country and the emergence of hot weapons, martial arts have also changed.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, traditional martial arts have also become a routine for strengthening the body, paying more attention to performance and self-cultivation.

Private fighting is against the law, and there is no actual combat practice all year round, and no matter how ruthless the tricks are, they will be unfamiliar.

But Ye Chen is different, he was born to fight for killing, and killing to stop killing is the most basic criterion for being a soldier.

In addition, those old men in the Valley of the Wicked, who was not a murderous soldier king back then, their moves were all techniques of defeating the enemy learned from visiting famous mountains, and they were definitely not fancy.

And to be precise, Ye Chen's is not a fighting technique, because there is only life and death on the battlefield, so all he learns is killing techniques.

"It's high-sounding, I don't know if it's going to be harder than your mouth, don't say much nonsense, I challenge you today, should I fight?"

Jiang Yongzhe didn't bother to talk nonsense, and he said coldly with a sinking face.

"The losing side self-destructs the sign!"

This time it's not a personal grudge, it's the quintessence of defending the country.

Not to mention that the current Sanda is also reborn from the ancient boxing method, even if it uses ancient martial arts, Ye Chen's methods are definitely different.

"Okay, it's a word, let's make a move!"

Finally able to make a move, Jiang Yongzhe stood there motionless like a mountain, but Ye Chen could see that his right foot was the axis, and his left foot was slightly raised, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

"You're old, let you strike first, don't say that I won't be honorable!"

Ye Chen shook his neck, it was better to let him surrender than to let him die, this time Zi Ling was absolutely right.

"Fists and feet have no eyes, no distinction between old and young!"

Jiang Yongzhe also cheered up as he spoke, and the cold light that flashed in Ye Chen's eyes just now made him face Ye Chen again.

It seems that he is not as unbearable as the apprentices say, maybe he is really a master, this time he has to go all out.

"Since you said it, then I'm welcome!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, he couldn't fight under such humility.

So he agreed, kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person was like a loaded cannonball, rushing towards Jiang Yongzhe.

Seeing Ye Chen rushing over, Jiang Yongzhe didn't dare to slack off, and his ability to practice hard for decades was immediately brought into play.

The right foot is the axis, and the left foot kicks directly towards Ye Chen's face door, the essence of taekwondo is leg work, so keep a certain distance.

But just when the soles of his feet were about to kick Ye Chen's door, Ye Chen suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Jiang Yongzhe was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly slashed down, but he was really old, and he was as agile as Ye Chen.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Ye Chen supported the ground with one hand, and his right foot had been accurately kicked on his right leg supporting the ground

This blow seemed to be easy, but it was integrated into Ye Chen's martial arts essence, and as Jiang Yongzhe fell to the ground in pain, Ye Chen had already ridden on him with a roll.

"You've lost!"

With a wave of his right fist, with a fierce force, he hit Jiang Yongzhe's throat, killing the enemy on the battlefield is to fight fast and slow, and the battle that consumes physical energy for a long time is definitely not owned by soldiers.

Seeing that the fierce fist had smashed into his throat, Jiang Yongzhe wanted to resist it too late, and he secretly screamed in his heart that he was troublesome, closed his eyes, and lay there waiting for death.