Chapter 1032: A True Ancient Taekwondo Master

Not Westerners?

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned. 81?Chinese?Net?

The person in front of him, a typical oriental face, looks similar to the stick country Oba that the ignorant girl is obsessed with.

If it weren't for the strong aura of a cultivator on this person's body, Zhang Xiaoqiang would even suspect that this person would be a popular star in the Stick Country.

"Your Excellency Zhang Xiaoqiang, you are finally back, I have been waiting for you for a few days......"

The man on the other side spoke slowly, speaking a non-standard Chinese language.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes locked on this person and asked.

"South Korea, Choi family, Choi Muhua!"

The young man said.

"The Cui family of the stick country?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Cui Muhua with a smile.

"It's South Korea, it's not a stick country, bastards ......"

Cui Muhua became angry.

Koreans hate being called sticks the most, and Choi Muhua is no exception.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored Cui Muhua's anger, and he asked, "Stick, what are you doing here?"

"Bastard, don't call me a stick!" Cui Muhua was anxious.

"The master just called you a stick, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged and said lightly.

"Call, whatever you want, wait until I kill you, and then **** your woman, I'll let you call ......" Cui Muhua said angrily.

I still want to kill the master, and I want to **** the master's woman?

"Look for death!" Zhang Xiaoqiang also sentenced Cui Muhua to death.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang, hand over the formula of the Divine Pill, I can make you die a happy death, and I won't embarrass your family......" Cui Muhua said with a cold face.

Do you want to embarrass my family?

Zhang Xiaoqiang made up his mind to kill Cui Muhua.

"What are you, you dare to embarrass the master's family......"

Rika Ozawa drew her sword and stepped forward, ready to fight.

Rob: They also stepped forward.

Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and said, "All stand down, you are not his opponent combined!"

"Yes, master!"

Rika Ozawa and the others stepped back.

Although Zhang Xiaoqiang hates Cui Muhua very much, he has to admit that Cui Muhua's strength is not weak.

At least, Rika Ozawa and they are not at the same level as Cui Muhua.

Cui Muhua had a mysterious and profound aura on his body, and he was obviously a cultivator with a very high cultivation.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang, you are still a little self-aware, you know that you are not my opponent......"

Cui Muhua had a smug look on his face, and then said, "Hurry up and hand over the formula of the Divine Pill!"

"Divine Pill, what Divine Pill?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked with a puzzled expression.

"Don't pretend, now who doesn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang of Huaxia Kingdom has mastered the formula of the Divine Pill, which can refine the flesh and bones of the living dead, and even strengthen the cultivation of martial arts......" Cui Muhua said.

Listening to Cui Muhua's words, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, and had the idea of being a dog.

It turns out that foreign countries call the Chinese pill Shendan.

Zhang Xiaoqiang mastered the alchemy method, which not many people in the Chinese martial arts world knew, and he publicly showed his identity as an alchemist when he participated in the exchange conference of the seventy-two blessed lands hidden world sects in Qingluan Town, Qingluan Mountain.

How did the people of this stick country know that the young master was an alchemist?

That dark paladin Felder, does he also want the alchemy formula of the master?

Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered how sensitive the information of these foreign cultivators was.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly became even more enlightened, the island country Tokugawa family and the Huaxia Guoyanbei Wang family want to acquire the Yubaicao Group, also for the alchemy formula in the master's hand, right?

No wonder the Tokugawa family was so generous.

The Tokugawa family also used a roundabout way.

This stick country Cui's family is directly grabbed by Chiguoguo.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders senselessly, with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "If you want an alchemy formula, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

"I'm a Korean ancient taekwondo cultivator, boy, you're not my opponent, cooperate with me obediently......" Cui Muhua's hands danced, and two unfathomable white rays appeared between his palms.

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and said: "Ancient taekwondo? It doesn't seem to be bad, the master once met a stick named Park Jingui, and he also claimed to be a master of the ancient taekwondo of the stick country, but he was vulnerable under the master and was killed by the master in one move.

"Bastard, don't compare the waste of the Park family with me, that waste didn't even enter the door of the ancient taekwondo...... Cui Muhua said angrily.

"Oh, in my lord's opinion, your martial arts are not ...... beginners"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly.

"Bastard, eat me with a punch ......"

Cui Muhua was so angry that his figure moved instantly, and in the next moment, he flew in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and slapped it at Zhang Xiaoqiang with one palm.

Cui Muhua brought up a cloud of white light with one palm, which was the essence of the fist he had cultivated.

I have to say that Cui Muhua's strength is a few streets away from Park Jingui, and it is no wonder that he is angry that Zhang Xiaoqiang compares him with Park Jingui.

"Master, be careful......"

Robb and Rika Ozawa's hearts both rose to their throats.

Among those present, Rika Ozawa and Robb had the highest cultivation.

Only they could see Cui Muhua's strength.

Seeing that Cui Muhua's fist killing move was about to be killed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, Rika Ozawa and Robb showed a trace of worry.

In this instant, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out with a punch.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's fists carried a ferocious killing aura, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's fist and Cui Muhua's fist collided together in the air.

"Bang!"

There was a popping sound.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Cui Muhua's body took a few steps back.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in place, not moving.

Cui Muhua's mouth hurt.

The judgment was made, and it was this punch duel that Cui Muhua suffered, and it was obvious that Zhang Xiaoqiang's cultivation was better.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Cui Muhua looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with an incredible look.

He is a master of ancient taekwondo and the second master of the Cui family.

What he is best at is hand-to-hand combat, and boxing, palm strikes, and leg skills are all his strengths.

The close-quarters boxing he is best at was broken by Zhang Xiaoqiang with one punch.

This...... Doesn't this mean that Zhang Xiaoqiang's close-quarters boxing skills are stronger than him?

"Stick dog, what's impossible? You stick dogs are just too self-righteous, thinking that the whole world is the most powerful stick dog, everything is your stick dog first, even my ancient civilization in China said that you stick dog, you are very shameless, very tasteless, very incompetent, you know?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Cui Muhua, word by word, and said lightly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's words pierced Cui Muhua's heart like a needle.

You're shameless, tasteless, incompetent, you know?

These successive rhetorical questions made Cui Muhua so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

Cui Muhua's mouth kept yelling.

"Wake up, ignorant and arrogant stick dog......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders and sneered.

Aren't you very strong, aren't you the best at melee attacks?

Master will use what you are best at to defeat you and frustrate your self-esteem and self-confidence.

(End of chapter)