Hearing this, Wang Yuan's face was stunned!

He also thought that when Tang Sanqian arrived at the Martial Arts Association, he would teach Tang Sanqian a good lesson on the grounds of teaching kung fu.

I didn't expect Tang Sanqian to be impatient, and now I want to be taught a lesson!

"Haha!

The two of them stood up amicably.

"Xiao Wang, this bastard doesn't know kung fu, you have to teach him well!"

Liang Hong smiled all over her face, and deliberately accentuated her tone on the word good.

"Aunt Liang, don't worry!", Wang Yuan smiled brightly.

After speaking, he moved his muscles and bones, "Let's teach and learn now, I'll teach you a trick now!"

When the words fell, Wang Yuan's face sank, and he stretched out his hand to grab Tang Sanqian's shoulder.

Tang Sanqian was unmoved, allowing Wang Yuan's palm to grasp his shoulder.

"And then?", Tang Sanqian asked with a smile.

"Ordinary people will definitely panic when they are caught by this trick. ”

Wang Yuan said with a straight face: "Generally speaking, after the opponent catches you, he will definitely find a way to subdue you, and he will definitely use this trick!"

When the words fell, Wang Yuan sneered, and then clenched his fist with the other hand and smashed it towards Tang Sanqian's chest!

"Be careful!"

Su Yuhe doesn't know kung fu, but he also knows that if Wang Yuan's punch really hits Tang Sanqian, I'm afraid that something bad will happen!

"It's fine. ”

Tang Sanqian smiled faintly, and at the moment when his fist smashed, he gently turned sideways!

With this punch, Wang Yuan used a lot of strength, smashing into the air with one punch, and the power on the fist had nowhere to vent, and Wang Yuan fell to the sky with all fours!

"Hehe, you can't do this trick!", Tang Sanqian said with a smile.

"Laugh! you still have the heart to laugh!", Su Yuhe glared at Tang Sanqian.

This guy has a big heart.

That Wang Yuan is also a person who has practiced, can you not be so careless?

"As far as his three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, he is still not in the stream, so there is nothing to worry about. ”

This sentence fell on Wang Yuan's ears and completely angered him!

He got up and glared at Tang Sanqian angrily: "What I'm best at is taekwondo, why don't I teach you a few more tricks?"

"Okay!", Tang Sanqian held his hands and smiled all over his face.

The so-called taekwondo, in the eyes of real martial artists, is just a trick to strengthen the body.

And the real martial arts are completely designed for killing, every move and one style, all for killing!

"Then you have to watch it!"

Wang Yuan snorted coldly, and with a single step, he jumped more than a meter high!

In mid-air, one leg swept towards Tang Sanqian.

When Wang Yuan's leg was about to sweep Tang Sanqian, he slowly raised his hand, and then gently patted Wang Yuan's ankle.

Tang Sanqian's light pat completely broke the balance of Wang Yuan's body.

Syllable!

Wang Yuanzhi, who lost his body balance, fell to the ground in a daze.

"Taekwondo? It's only eight dans, and you haven't practiced it yet! The speed is too slow, the accuracy is not enough, and the strength is not enough, go back and practice for a few more years." ”

Tang Sanqian sat back on the chair and didn't even look at Wang Yuan anymore.

And Su Yuhe, Su Tianxiong and Liang Hong looked at Wang Yuan dumbfounded.

This is the so-called taekwondo eight dans?

was so beaten by Tang Sanqian's waste that he couldn't raise his head!

This guy can't have practiced too, right?

Wang Yuan's face turned red from being humiliated by Tang Sanqian's words.

He has been practicing taekwondo for three or five years, and finally rose to the eighth dan of taekwondo, how can he be so unbearable?

He also saw from Tang Sanqian's shot, Tang Sanqian was definitely practiced!

"Boy, don't be crazy! It's the master who eats here, and you have the ability to compete with him!"

Without waiting for Tang Sanqian to agree, Wang Yuan took out his mobile phone and called his master.

At this time, there is another private room in Jingxuan Restaurant.

"Master, just teach me a few more tricks!"

A man in his fifties, dressed in a practice uniform, picked up his wine glass and pleaded with an old man in front of him.

The old man snorted coldly: "Hmph! Don't call me Master! I don't have any master-apprentice relationship with you, if you can learn the tricks I instructed you, even if you have learned something!"