"Young Master of the Rockefeller family, who will soon be on this land to witness the success of our plan. Wells explained.

Yu Zhankui's eyes gradually glowed, this young master is the future helmsman of the Rockefeller family, if he can take this opportunity to have a good relationship with the other party, not only him, but his children and grandchildren will also benefit a lot.

"Rest assured, Mr. Wells, our plan will be seamless and will succeed. ”

Wells smiled mysteriously, "Let's wait and see." ”

When Tang Zheng returned to school, he knew about the arguments of people on the Internet about him, and he laughed it off, this situation had long been expected by him.

It's just that to his surprise, even Qi Shaowen seemed to have heard about the turmoil he caused, and specially talked to him and cheered him on: "Tang Zheng, Chinese martial arts are part of my country's traditional culture, in fact, our archaeologists are also inheriting and carrying forward traditional culture, you have done the same thing as us this time, so we must come on and let the world take a look at our quintessence." ”

Tang Zheng was slightly surprised, and immediately nodded in response, and said, "Professor Qi, I have to be busy with martial arts competitions these days, and I'm afraid that the school's classes will be delayed a lot." ”

Qi Shaowen smiled disapplausively: "What is this course, with your strength, you can make up for it in the future." When you finish the competition, I'll take you to southern Yunnan. ”

"Oh, what are you going to do in southern Yunnan?"

"I heard that there are new discoveries in archaeology over there, and many times our archaeology major will have on-site internship opportunities, but freshmen don't have this project, but you are my apprentice, such a good opportunity, of course I can't let it go, come with me when the time comes." Qi Shaowen explained.

Tang Zheng nodded in response, but did not think about any new archaeological discoveries.

The next day, the qualifiers began, still at the National Stadium, and there were only 20 fighters left to participate, and this one would be eliminated by one-half, leaving only 10.

This game is more intense, and foreign players will also participate, so most of the stadium is full, and because of the knockout round, there was a death, although in the end the police defined it as a heart attack, but it still made this martial arts conference stained with a little blood.

When Tang Zheng walked into the gymnasium, there were immediately two distinct shouts in the crowd, one was to support him, and the other was to insult, especially the doorman of the deceased yesterday was eager to rush up and punch him.

Tang Zheng ignored it, and quietly walked to the lounge of the backcourt players, Li Xiaotian and Ye Dingdang followed him, and the combination of two beauties made him particularly eye-catching, firmly catching everyone's attention.

"These people really don't distinguish between right and wrong, you are obviously wronged, but there are so many people who blame you and insult you. Ye Dingdang said indignantly.

"Can you stop someone else from having a mouth?" Li Xiaotian retorted.

Ye Dingdang's eyes widened, "Dare to scold Tang Zheng, I won't let him go." ”

Tang Zheng patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be so sensitive, they said, I won't be missing a piece of meat, it's okay." ”

The qualifiers were decided by drawing lots, with a total of eight players on the Chinese side, six players from the Western Empire, three from the island country, two from Goryeo, and one from Siam, for a total of twenty players.

At the end of the draw, Tang Zheng drew a Korean named Park Jintai, who was very delicate and a little sissy.

Park Jintae glanced at him, snorted disdainfully, and walked to the ring.

There are a total of ten games in this promotion tournament, and the Martial Arts Association has prepared ten rings at one time, and the ownership has stepped into the ring at one time.

The audience immediately cheered, and many people called Brother Kung Fu's name, and Tang Zheng undoubtedly became the focus of the most attention.

The other Chinese players showed shame, this game was also home for them, but they didn't have a sense of zài, especially when they saw the players standing on the other side, their legs trembled.

The Martial Arts Association gave them a death order, they must survive this promotion match, otherwise their faces will be too ugly. But he and the other party are obviously not opponents of the same level, how can they survive it?

Many people are bitter in their hearts and want to abstain directly, but under the noses of these thousands of viewers, I am afraid that they will be drowned in saliva if they abstain.

I had to bite the bullet.

A golden gong sounded, and the qualifying match began.

The crowd suddenly quieted down and held their breath, and the atmosphere on the field instantly became oppressive, making people feel nervous involuntarily.

The reporter's long gun and short cannon were aimed at the ring, clearly recording every moment, and the relevant personnel of the Martial Arts Association sat on the rostrum, watching the game condescendingly, especially Yu Zhankui's calm face, his eyes swept between the rings, and finally locked on Tang Zheng, the resentment in his eyes flickered.

"Tang Zheng, let you jump for a few days first, hmph, this time you actually drew Park Jintai, he is a master of taekwondo, even if you can win, you must suffer a big loss. ”

Most of the audience's attention was attracted by Tang Zheng's ring, after all, this Korean man is not like a fist embroidered leg, he must have real skills, and it is not so simple to win.

Bang!

I only heard a muffled sound, and one of the players in the ring had flown out of the ring and smashed on the ground, and the wolf was unbearable, wailing and unable to move.

This person is a Chinese, and the opponent is a Westerner, and it only took ten moves to make the opponent lose the game in a lightning flash.

There were bursts of exclamations and gasps from the audience, this Westerner was too powerful, and the two sides were not of the same order of magnitude at all.

At the same time, the combat effectiveness of other Westerners also exploded instantly, this time a total of four of the eight people in Huaxia fought against Westerners, the other two fought against the islanders, one fought against the Siamese Songba, and finally Tang Zheng fought against the Korean Park Jintai.

So when the Westerners attacked, others also attacked, only to see the figures in the ring flying, screaming one after another.

These screams were all heard from the mouth of Huaxia, because except for Tang Zheng, the gap between the others and the opponent was too big.

One of them was grabbed by a Westerner in both hands, and his fists greeted him like raindrops, and the man had no power to fight back at all, but the Westerner did not stop, attacking recklessly, until finally the Chineseman fainted softly and lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, and the Westerner stopped.

Dramas like this were staged one after another, these Westerners were on top, arbitrarily washing and humiliating the Chinese players, and even after some Chinese players took the initiative to admit defeat, the other party did not stop and still beat them.

This is like a slap in the face, which was loudly pumped on the faces of all Chinese people, and many viewers' cheeks were red with shame.

"Don't force it, the man is begging for mercy, and he doesn't stop. ”

"Yes, this is bullying coming to the door, and it really wants to kill people. ”

Yu Zhankui looked at the ring expressionlessly, watching one by one Chinese players fall, and his heart blossomed.

Let the fight be more ferocious and violent, let all the Chinese people lose face and break down in their hearts.

This is the result of his deliberate arrangement, that is, to play in front of thousands of viewers to clean up these Chinese players, so that the Chinese people lose face.

"Waste, a bunch of waste, what kind of broken martial arts, it's worthless, useless at all, and you can't even take a few punches. There was angry scolding and ridicule from the audience.

This made some players who were still struggling to support fall apart in an instant, and were ravaged by their opponents like mud.

The islanders, Koreans, and Siamese were a little more restrained than the Westerners, but each of them attacked sharply, and they took down their opponents in a few moves to win.

Therefore, under the lightning speed, the game actually came to an end, only to see that the winners and losers had been divided in the seven rings, which were all seven Chinese people's rings, and the Chinese people were all defeated, leaving only the arrogant foreigners.

In the remaining three rings, in addition to Tang Zheng, there are two other islanders and Westerners clashes, and the players in these two rings are evenly matched, and the fight is very exciting, and it is difficult to solve.

And the only Chinese in the ring was particularly eye-catching, and everyone turned their eyes to it. Tang Zheng naturally saw that almost all the Chinese people were wiped out, and now he was left with a single seedling.

Park Jintai, who was on the other side, had been waiting for the opportunity to make a move, and when he saw that Tang Zheng was calm, he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, so he didn't dare to make a rash move.

Tang Zheng saw that his compatriots were defeated, and there were bursts of angry roars in the audience: "Straw bales, a group of straw bales, shame, shame." ”

"Is this Huaxia martial arts, I just said that Huaxia martial arts are flower fists and embroidered legs, and this time finally proves a point. ”

"I still believe in Chinese martial arts, it's really chilling. ”

The hearts of many people in the audience were dripping blood.

"The audience has no confidence anymore, so I'm going to show them the real Chinese martial arts. Tang Zheng's heart moved, and his body also moved, rolling towards Park Jintai like a tornado.

Park Jintai saw Tang Zheng's move, not retreating but advancing, he also roared, and kicked with a long leg, bringing a sound of breaking the air.

Tang Zheng directly ignored the other party's counterattack, jumped forward, and Park Jintai actually jumped up, the wind blew his hair, revealing a handsome face, quite a bit of pretentiousness.

Sou!

Tang Zheng threw a simple whip leg at the opponent, and Park Jintai also kicked his leg to block.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, Park Jintai felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, his legs were directly bleeding, and his long legs bent at a strange angle.

And his body flew up like catkins, flew directly out of the ring, flew several meters away before falling heavily, his head hit the ground, and he fainted directly.

One move, Tang Zheng only used one move to make hundreds of taekwondo masters who were not bad in the eyes of others, and when he landed, everyone looked at him incredulously.

[Author's digression]: I have stomach pain today, so I made it so late, otherwise I could have updated it earlier than yesterday.