"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect you to come so late!"

Jin Jiapan added a cup of new tea to Wang Zhong and said indifferently:

"Speaking of which, thanks to you, I can be considered to have survived for a long time!"

"I didn't want to come, but I had to!"

Wang Zhong picked up the teacup, looked at Jin Jiapan and said with some regret.

"You want to promote instinctive martial arts in South Korea?"

Jin Jiapan said without any surprise.

"Yes, so I want you to give in!"

"Taekwondo is known as a national sport, and although his influence will decline, no boxing style can shake his status in South Korea!"

Wang Zhong looked at Jin Jiapan and said with a serious face.

"What if I don't let it?"

Jin Jiapan did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Although I am very reluctant in my heart, we can only do one time!"

Wang Zhong's face also became stiff.

"You're going to force me out of the market?"

Jin Jiapan looked at Wang Zhong, and his eyes narrowed!

There seems to be an invisible force colliding between the two, and Putin feels that his heart is about to jump out, this is an invisible but real power!

"My fist is bigger than yours, so I say it!"

Wang Zhong did not deny it, but said as a matter of course.

"The martial arts world is so cruel, only those who are standing are qualified to speak of conditions!"

"Hahaha!"

Jin Jiapan looked at Wang Zhong. Without saying a word, suddenly, the corners of his mouth slowly raised. As if thinking of something happy, his smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally he laughed even more madly.

"This sentence sounds familiar, it turns out that I once said the same thing to a martial artist in Singapore thirty years ago, when I was promoting the World Taekwondo Federation around the world!"

"And in the end?"

Wang Zhong looked at Jin Jiapan and asked with a smile.

"He died, died under my legs. Taekwondo also entered Singapore smoothly. And successfully replaced the local boxing, time flies really fast. Thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye!"

Jin Jiapan said with some embarrassment.

"I didn't expect someone to say the exact same thing to me today!"

"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself, what is your answer?"

Wang Zhong glanced at the white hair on Jin Jiapan's head, and there was a trace of unbearability in the depths of his eyes. But it was soon overshadowed by fortitude. This is the rivers and lakes, there is no morality, there are only strong and weak!

Weakness is also a sin!

"My answer is the same as his, there are only warriors who died in battle, and there are no warriors who retreat!"

"I've already returned once, I can't return again!"

Jin Jiapan tightened his belt and said with a serious face.

"I'd rather die than live!"

"Why are you doing this?"

Wang Zhong looked at Jin Jiapan, who was determined to die, and said with some sighs.

"Actually. You were supposed to be, and I will go to you!"

Jin Jiapan looked directly at Wang Zhong and said word by word.

"Why?"

"Although you are a martial arts master. But you're old, and you're no match for me at all!"

Wang Zhong asked with some confusion.

"Because you are my inner demon, I retreated without a fight last time, and this matter has become a lifelong shame for me!

"If I can't defeat you, then let the demons disappear with me!"

Jin Jiapan looked at Wang Zhong. A face of determination!

"Where the road is, die a hundred times!"

Wang Zhong instantly understood Jin Jiapan. So he didn't plan to persuade anything, so he used his most powerful state to see off this martial arts master.

"Three days later, at noon, it's here, if you have something, hurry up and explain!"

Wang Zhong stood up from the plank, turned around and left slowly.

Putin followed Wang Zhong closely, he didn't speak, and today's events had a great impact on him, especially the words that Wang Zhong said!

Pattern!

Not only to be a man, but also to have a pattern!

Even fighting has a pattern!

My previous pattern was too small. This is also the reason why my martial arts have been improving by leaps and bounds!

"I want to learn instinctive fighting from you!"

When he was about to arrive at the hotel where Wang Zhong lived, Putin said something abruptly.

"Why?"

"In order to improve your skills, or to enhance your actual combat ability, or do you want to get systematic training from me!"

Wang Zhong stopped and asked with some curiosity.

"No, none of that I need!"

Putin shook his head without hesitation.

"And what are you going to learn?"

Wang Zhong asked curiously.

"I want to broaden my horizons with you and improve my own pattern!"

Putin said with a serious face.

Wang Zhong looked at Putin in surprise, his eyes were like a long sword, giving people a feeling of indisputability. But Putin was not afraid to look at Wang Zhong!

One second!

Ten seconds!

One minute!

Two minutes!

Just when Putin couldn't support it and his eyes were a little sour, the corners of Wang Zhong's mouth began to rise slowly!

"Haha!"

Wang Zhong laughed with satisfaction, and slapped Putin's shoulder vigorously with his palm!

"Good, good!"

"You're really good, and I'm looking forward to your future!"

Wang Zhong said with sincere admiration.

"In three days, you and I will go to the Taekwondo Headquarters Hall, and the battle of grandmasters will definitely benefit you a lot and broaden your horizons!"

"Are you going to take me as a disciple?"

Putin said with some excitement.

"No!"

Wang Zhong shook his head without hesitation.

"I can teach you instinctive martial arts, but I won't be your teacher!"

"Why?"

Putin said with some disbelief.

"You'll find out later!"

Wang Zhong glanced at Putin. Said with a serious face.

Wang Zhong is not without the idea of accepting Putin as an apprentice, Putin's understanding in martial arts is really high, in Wang Zhong's opinion, Liang Dalong and Zhen Danny can't compare!

But he really can't!

Because Putin is destined to be the head of a great power. His every move, word and deed has the effect of a landslide and tsunami!

Wang Zhong didn't want to bear such a big cause and effect!

After all, as the old saying goes, the son does not teach the fault of the father, and the teacher is lazy if he does not teach strictly!

Father-son master and apprentice have very powerful cause and effect!

Time passed quickly, and soon three days later, the news that Wang Zhong Jianghu was fighting to the death with the veteran grandmaster Jin Jiapan at the South Korean Taekwondo headquarters had spread to every corner!

Warriors from all over Korea rushed to Seoul. They have to express their admiration for the grandmaster with their own practical actions.

Jin Jiapan meticulously took care of his hair and tied his belt. And clothes!

In his life, he has only been so serious about tidying up twice, and the first time was when he officially apprenticed to learn taekwondo. The second time was the day he became a taekwondo grandmaster, and this was the third time he had cleaned himself up so seriously!

Because today may be the day of his curtain call!

He had a feeling that Wang Zhong was even stronger than before, and even if he had a geographical advantage, the chances of defeating Wang Zhong were very slim!

Putting the crown on his head, he seemed to see himself fifty years ago, and the day he apprenticed was also so grand, it was taekwondo that changed the fate of his life, for taekwondo. He doesn't mind dying on his own!

Wang Zhong and Putin slowly walked in from outside the dojo, and all the taekwondo warriors were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and Wang Zhong arrived. No one moved, they were like statues!

Quiet!

The gym is surprisingly quiet!

Only the sound of people breathing and the sound of hearts beating!

Putin looked at the many warriors in front of him with some horror, and he felt a silent power!

Although they didn't say anything or do anything, they gave people an indescribable sense of oppression!

Wang Zhong walked forward quietly, not in a hurry or slow. It was as if the qiē in front of him had no effect on him.

But his hands were clenched tightly, and his mood was far from as calm as it seemed!

"You're here!"

Kim Jiapan, dressed in traditional Korean clothes, walked out of the inner room. Looking at Wang Zhong. It's as casual as if you've come to visit.

"Grandmaster!"

The taekwondo warriors who have not changed suddenly seem to be resurrected terracotta warriors, and they collectively stood up, as if specially trained soldiers, and bowed respectfully to Jin Jiapan with neat movements.

Jin Jiapan's eyes showed a look of joy, he saw new hope in the young martial artist here!

"Sit, sit!"

Jin Jiapan said happily.

"You are all the future of Taekwondo!"

"In a while, no matter what the result of my competition with Grandmaster Wang is, you must be calm! Don't live up to my expectations of you!"

"Yes, Grandmaster!"

These warriors seemed to be a group of soldiers who were being lectured by their superiors, and said with a look of obedience.

"Grandmaster Wang, we can start!"

Jin Jiapan nodded with satisfaction, looked at Wang Zhong and said with a smile.

"These people are the essence of Taekwondo!"

Wang Zhong glanced at the silent crowd and said with some envy.

"As long as they don't die, there will definitely be something to do in the future!"

"The essence of the old world's promotion of taekwondo for decades is here, and they are the most satisfying works in my life!"

Jin Jiapan said proudly with an excited face.

"Although instinct fighting is famous, the time is still too short after all!"

"You're right, you're a respected warrior and a respectable wise man!"

Wang Zhong nodded and said in the affirmative.

"We began to put that life should be as brilliant as summer flowers, and warriors are even more so, dying on the sickbed, that is the sorrow of our warriors!"

Jin Jiapan looked at Wang Zhong and said with a smile.

"When people are old, their hearts are weak, and they think more, and I have been back in South Korea for more than a year, and my most time is not in martial arts, but in reading Buddhist scriptures!"

"I've also learned a set of boxing techniques!"

"Please!"

Wang Zhong did not interrupt Jin Jiapan's chatter, and made an inviting gesture with his empty hands.

Jin Jiapan is not polite!

I saw that his body jumped up suddenly, as if he was a crane, and as if he was an ape, and instantly rose to the height of the guild hall!

Just as his body was about to touch the roof, his body spun abruptly, turning his head down and his legs up.

His body was like a giant meteor, smashing down with unparalleled heat!(To be continued) R466