Park Sung-hoon was indeed annoyed and angry and shot at Yoo Ziyang.

Kim Jung-chul and his disciple Zhou Lei were defeated by Yoo Ziyang one after another, which was not only a slap in the face, but also a fierce thwart of the prestige of taekwondo, which involved his taekwondo gym enrollment and registration, which seriously affected his interests.

Just imagine, if taekwondo seems so unbearable, and a student who stands up casually will defeat the students who have studied taekwondo for many years by performing Huaguo martial arts, who will want to learn taekwondo in the future? Who will still want to go to his taekwondo gym to sign up?

Therefore, Park Sung-hoon must make a move, find a way to suppress Yoo Ziyang, thwart Yoo Ziyang's prestige, and use this to establish his prestige for Taekwondo.

Park Sung-hoon, as a taekwondo master with a sixth-dan black belt, does have some strength, which is far from being comparable to a student like Zhou Lei.

Liu Ziyang has been following Old Man Ye to practice the Sixth Duan Fist for more than a month, and it is already quite fast to be able to condense the power of the third-order Ming Jin, but at this stage, he still can't compete with Park Chengxun.

So when Park Sung-hoon rushed over, Liu Ziyang immediately had a great sense of crisis.

But soon, a figure like a god and demon towering in front of him, and a familiar aura fluctuation came.

"Brother Ye—"

Liu Ziyang's heart warmed and he muttered to himself.

Call!

At this time, Park Sung-hoon had already swept his legs across the air, his legs were like the wind, containing a strong force, and the wind on his legs that blew up made people feel a pain in their faces, whether it was from the angle of the legs or the strength contained in them, it was indeed a bit of strength.

But in front of Ye Junlang, this strength is the same as that of a three-year-old child.

Sou!

Ye Junlang rushed over with a flash, and his residual momentum was unabated, and he rushed towards Park Sung-hoon, who was swept out of his legs.

Park Sung-hoon's swept leg momentum Ye Junlang blocked with a raised arm, and his whole body crashed into Park Sung-hoon like an armored combat vehicle.

Bang!

Park Sung-hoon didn't even react, he only felt a huge force rushing over, and his whole person fell backwards, and he was even more angry and bloody under this impact, and his eyes were full of stars.

Before Park Sung-hoon could stand firm, one hand grabbed the collar of his martial arts uniform, and when he lifted it up, Park Sung-hoon's whole person had already flown in the air, and then a bottom-up leg swept over, hitting Park Sung-hoon's body.

Park Sung-hoon was just about to fall, but after being swept by this leg, his body rose up again.

Call!

In the blink of an eye, another leg wind whistled by, swept fiercely across Park Sung-hoon's body in mid-air, and then Park Sung-hoon's whole person flew out in mid-air.

"Look - trapeze!"

In the venue, I don't know which student shouted.

This is a classic, and it immediately attracted the echo of other students-

"The black belt master has become a trapeze, is this to challenge Joe's position as the gang leader?"

"Oops, flying towards the basketball court's frame, who gave him a basketball - he's going to perform a dunk!"

"Soar into the sky, unstoppable! Look at the ascension of a generation of taekwondo masters!"

In the venue, students were ridiculing and mending knives, and from time to time some divine replies would erupt, causing the hall to laugh.

Kim Jung-chol and Zhou Lei both heard it, their faces turned pale, and there was a sense of shame and shame, and at the same time, their hearts were also terrified-

Who exactly is it?

How can there be such terrifying strength?

Even a sixth-dan black belt like Park Sung-hoon has no power to parry, and he is beaten like a human sandbag and dangles in mid-air, which is unimaginable!

Poof!

In the end, Park Sung-hoon fell heavily to the ground along the curve of the free fall, and the dignified sixth-dan black belt master was lying on the ground like a dog eating at the moment, and this contrast in identity was too unexpected.

The initiator stood proudly on the spot, looking more and more masculine and tough against the backdrop of that security uniform, although the students in the field couldn't see clearly how Ye Junlang shot, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that Park Sung-hoon was defeated and knocked down by Ye Junlang.

"That classmate, don't hide, but you stand up and say, compared with taekwondo, is Huaguo martial arts actually combat?"

Ye Junlang stared at Kim Jun-chul and asked with a smile.

Kim Jong-chul's face was already ashamed, and his face was pale and pale, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Actions speak louder than words.

Through real matchups, taekwondo doesn't seem to have anything to offer.

"Huaguo martial arts has a long history of thousands of years. You have not been exposed to the real Huaguo martial arts, so you make a presumptuous assertion that Huaguo martial arts are just fists and embroidered legs, and you are just a frog at the bottom of a well. In front of the real Chinese martial arts, taekwondo is really not very good. Ye Junlang continued.

After Ye Junlang finished speaking, he looked around and said with a smile: "You continue to class." I won't bother. ”

With that, he walked towards the outside of the gymnasium.

Still taking classes?

Park Sung-hoon, who is preparing to teach, has been branded as a "trapeze", how can this lesson be taught?

Liu Ziyang had already come back to his senses, and after seeing Ye Junlang walk out, he hurriedly ran to catch up, shouting: "Brother Ye, Brother Ye-"

Ye Junlang turned his head and glanced at Liu Ziyang, who ran over, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"No, no, no. I won't go in the future!" Liu Ziyang grinned, and then said in disbelief, "Brother Ye, I really defeated Senior Zhou just now? Senior Zhou is the president of the Taekwondo Club, a black belt master!"

Ye Junlang smiled angrily and said, "Ziyang, you have to enlarge your goal a little bit in the future." It is necessary to put the opponent on those truly powerful martial arts geniuses in the ancient martial arts world. ”

"Ancient Martial Arts Realm?Martial Arts Genius?" Liu Ziyang was confused.

"Forget it, you'll find out later. Ye Junlang didn't know how to explain, so he could only wait for Liu Ziyang to come into contact with the ancient martial arts world in the future and then slowly understand.

Liu Ziyang didn't care, his face showed an extremely excited look, he said: "Old Man Ye is really extraordinary, I can see at first glance that Old Man Ye is a master of the world. No, the boxing that was taught to me casually is so awesome! His grandmother's has never discovered this before, and it seems that he will have to focus on practicing this set of boxing taught by Old Man Ye in the future. ”

Ye Junlang's heart moved after hearing this, and he was also quite curious about Old Man Ye.

The six-stage boxing that Old Man Ye taught Liu Ziyang was able to make Liu Ziyang condense the power of Ming Jin, and this boxing was extremely mysterious in the process of fighting, and it was extremely powerful both offensively and defensively.

Could it be that Old Man Ye is really as he boasted, he is a tall man himself, and he is still several stories high?

With this question, Ye Junlang returned to Tingzhu Xiaozhu and wanted to ask in front of Old Man Ye.

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