Chapter 200: Bajiquan, Lean on the Mountain!
"Boyfriend?"
Zhang Tong looked at Liu Yu and then at Zhou Chen, feeling a little confused in his heart. This cousin of hers has always been above the top, shrewd and capable, 23 years old has never been in love, and likes martial arts and cultivation, ordinary people can't get into her eyes, and she can't think of going soon.
This one is called Zhou Chen, he looks handsome, but he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, which is too young.
It won't be the kind of little white face who relies on a good skin and a little sweet words to deceive Bai Fumei everywhere, right?
"Little brother, how old are you?" Zhang Tong felt a little uneasy in his heart, walked over lightly, and asked Zhou Chen softly, his voice was very sweet and soft, like glutinous rice sweet wine.
Zhou Chen glanced at Zhang Tong, stood still, nodded politely and politely: "I'm about to be 18 years old." ”
"Sure enough, it's a child......"
Zhang Tong looked at Liu Yu who was immersed in happiness inexplicably, sighed, and said secretly in his heart: Silly child, don't be deceived by the little white face and help count the money.
But she couldn't say this clearly, so she had to change the topic, pointed to the men and women in the center of the venue, and introduced Liu Yu and the others: "These are all the technical masters in our Handong Province, most of them are coaches of the Taekwondo Federation, and some are masters of the martial arts hall and masters of the martial arts association. ”
"Sister Tong called me today, but to get to know these people?"
Liu Yu muttered with some disappointment. As a funder of the Taekwondo Federation, a member of the Board of Directors. She naturally knows the level of these people.
The kung fu of these coaches and martial artists may be quite solid, at least at the level of a black belt in taekwondo, and they can deal with several people with their bare hands. But they are ordinary people after all, and they are far from Liu Yu's requirements.
Not to mention that after seeing Zhou Chen's methods, any ordinary martial artists are not in her eyes.
Seeing this, Zhang Tong was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "They are just appetizers, and there are still a few masters who haven't shown up." ”
On the other side, Li Wanji walked up to the row of black belt coaches in the center of the field, and whispered a few words, then walked out of the field and said hello to some upper-class people watching outside.
"Chairman Lee, why don't you start yet? Lao Tzu is hundreds of thousands a minute, but he doesn't have time to wait long. ”
A middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure and a slight beer belly looked at Li Wanji and asked, his eyes looking at Li Wanji from time to time. Shrugging chest. Swipe forward.
"Chairman Wu!"
Li Wanji greeted politely: "A few days ago, there was a master who said that he was going to come to the gym today, and we had to wait for him to come." ”
Although I hate this Chairman Wu very much. squinted, but Li Wanji didn't show anything.
Chairman Wu is a well-known real estate developer in the province. Except for the most luxurious Shishan community in the province, which was not developed by him, more than half of the other luxury communities are from his name.
Such a rich man is a top member of this gym, and his annual membership fee is hundreds of thousands, not to mention the various taekwondo competitions sponsored in the province in the name of his group.
With such a God of Wealth, of course Li Wanji can't be offended.
"Since there are masters coming to kick the gym, then you don't have any other preparations?"
Chairman Wu was slightly stunned, and his eyes no longer looked at Li Wanji, but at the coaches and martial artists in the venue.
The strength of these coaches is not bad. But since you dare to come to the gym, you must be a master, I'm afraid these coaches are not opponents!
"Chairman Wu is discerning. That's right, on our side, we also invited the top coaches in our hall. He's on his way here, too. ”
Li Wanji smiled coquettishly and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was a quarrel outside, followed by a few muffled noises, a few screams, and two figures were kicked in alive and glided several meters on the soft carpet.
Everyone looked at it and saw that the two coaches who were kicked in were wearing white uniforms and black belts around their waists, who had been guarding outside the VIP room.
Seeing this scene, the people in the VIP room immediately knew that the kicking hall was coming. A group of upper-class tycoons are even more eye-catching, looking like they are watching a good show.
These rich people, who are spiritually empty and so poor that they only have money left, wish that someone would kick the gym every day. In this way, they can take a good look at a fight scene with real guns.
In foreign countries, there are brutal black market boxing fights for the entertainment of some of the rich, but in the mainland, such underground boxing belongs to the government. The targets of the government's vigorous crackdown cannot be carried out at all, and these rich people who like excitement are missing one piece of entertainment.
In the expectant eyes of everyone, many men and women wearing variegated clothes and looking relatively young broke in, and some of them wore the school emblem of so-and-so university on their chests.
Behind them, they were followed by the student coaches of the taekwondo gym, all of whom were excited, looking at the lively scene, and all wanted to squeeze into the VIP room.
Fortunately, the venue of the VIP room is really big enough, more than 200 people walked in, and there is actually a large open space.
At the front of the group of students were two young men.
A young man seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but the slightly high handsome nose, sword-like eyebrows, and shining eyes, combined together, look very attractive and attractive. He wore a pair of white-washed jeans underneath, and his upper shirt was taken off, and his bare shoulders were exposed, revealing his well-proportioned muscles.
The other teenager, or rather youth, was older, twenty-three or fourteen years old, and his face also showed maturity. Just looking at his face, I always feel a little awkward.
The shirtless young man stood up first and said coldly: "My name is Zhao Xinglong, and I gave you a greeting post three days ago, where are your masters?" Why are they all stinky fish and rotten shrimp? ”
Hearing this, the people in the taekwondo gym blew up on the spot. A coach with a slender face didn't say anything polite, and when he came on the court, he spread his legs apart, and stood up with his hands clenched into fists, and then responded: "Taekwondo black belt fourth dan, Li Feng." Please advise. ”
"Let's get started!"
The young man named Zhao Xinglong was even more straightforward, and suddenly, his whole body slammed into force, his whole body made a slight clicking sound, goosebumps bulged all over his body, his hair stood on end, and his eyes were extremely sharp, like a leopard staring at its prey!
Feeling the momentum, Zhou Chen, who was sitting with Liu Yu watching the play, suddenly changed his face, because he found that there was an inexplicable energy surging in the young man's body.
Although this energy is only equivalent to the level of the fourth or fifth stage of Dou Qi, which is about the same as the state of Xiao Yan when he was scrapped, this shows that there is still a cultivation system in this scientific and technological world!
And in the center of the field, after Zhao Xinglong finished gathering momentum, he also stepped forward, and his body collided, as if a mountain had crashed over. The speed was fast and fierce, and the ground shook with the strength of his power.
"Bajiquan, stick to the mountain!"