Chapter Eighty-Five: Huaxia Kung Fu, Vulnerable?

After Li Yang left Jiangcheng University, he returned directly to the Su family's villa and sat on the sofa to fight the prison.

It has been a few days since he was reborn, and Li Yang felt that the aura in his body had increased a lot compared to before.

Although it is not worth mentioning in the cultivation realm, on the earth, you can still do whatever you want.

Before you know it, it's already dark.

Li Yang finished his cultivation and drove to the Collector's Martial Arts Hall according to the location on WeChat.

At this moment, the training ground of the Collector's Martial Arts Hall is full of people.

In order to expand its influence, the taekwondo gym spread the news of the kicking gym.

A lot of interested people came to see the excitement.

Even the reporters were alarmed.

The long guns and short guns of several media outlets are aimed at the ring under the strong light, and they are very much looking forward to the next game.

"Xiao Song, there are a lot of people here today, and you have done a good job in this matter. ”

In the corner, a young man in a suit and leather shoes laughed playfully.

He was wearing a taekwondo practice suit with a strip of black cloth tied around his waist, and he was probably in his twenties.

This man looks relatively ordinary, but his tone of voice is strange, and he is obviously not from China.

Next to him stood a handsome young man, it was Song Zuojiao.

Hearing the other party's praise, Song Zuojiao smiled lightly and said: "Hehe, my family still has weight in Jiangcheng, and this matter is a piece of cake for me." ”

"But Senior Brother Jin, when are you going to help me take revenge, I especially want to trample Li Yang under my feet now!" Song Zuojiao said through gritted teeth.

Kim Eun-so smiled and said, "I promise you, I'll help you teach that Li Yang a lesson after the kicking is over." ”

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Jin. ”

Song Zuojiao looked at Wang Ziyun and Li Yue not far away, and then smiled: "By the way, Senior Brother Jin, the girl I like has come to see the game, can you give me a chance to be the first to play in the ring?"

"Of course you can, your strength is in our taekwondo gym, although it is not strong, but there is definitely no problem in dealing with the garbage here. ”

As he spoke, Kim Eun-so followed Song Zuojiao's gaze, and his eyes lit up in an instant: "Those two girls, which one is your sweetheart?"

"The one on the left, the one in the pink dress. Song Zuojiao returned truthfully.

Kim Eun-so smiled: "The girl next to me in a bloody shirt and jeans is also very beautiful, what is her name?"

"Her name is Li Yue. Song Zuojiao introduced: "Senior Brother Jin, her brother is Li Yang who bullied me, if you want to pursue Li Yue, you must first pass Li Yang's level." ”

"Okay, I'll get him done soon and let him know the power of taekwondo. Kim Eun-so said confidently.

The corners of Song Zuojiao's mouth raised a playful smile, it was really good that Senior Brother Jin could take a fancy to Li Yue.

In this way, Senior Brother Jin will be very concerned about Li Yang's affairs.

Now, Song Zuojiao is ready to do a warm-up move, and wait for the next game to play.

He called Wang Ziyun here just to show off in the game and save the face he lost because of Li Yang a few days ago.

Before this, Song Zuojiao had already found someone to investigate, and there were no strong people in the Collector's Martial Arts Pavilion.

In the younger generation, they are all wastes who have not stepped into the ancient martial arts.

Song Zuojiao is confident that he can sweep the audience.

At that time, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to capture Wang Ziyun's heart?

About half an hour later, the game began.

Song Zuojiao jumped into the ring first and held his head high under the bright light.

His appearance instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the scene.

"Isn't this Song Zuojiao of the Song family, why did he come to power, do you want to help the Collector's Martial Arts Hall play?"

"Are you blind, didn't you see Song Shao wearing a taekwondo practice uniform, which obviously represents a taekwondo gym. ”

"Song Shao is very powerful, he has won the city championship several times before. ”

"I've heard of him too, and it's said that he has very strong scissor legs, and he can usually take out opponents in seconds with a single move. ”

……

Everyone in the audience talked a lot, and they were all praising Song Zuojiao.

Hearing everyone's remarks, Song Zuojiao became more and more confident, with a gentle smile on his face.

Instead, his gaze fell on Wang Ziyun and whispered, "Ziyun, wait to see my performance." ”

At this moment, the people of the Collector's Martial Arts Hall were in chaos.

"Qinghua, will the helper you are looking for come?" said a man in his fifties in the audience.

A hint of anxiety appeared in her expression, and she said, "He promised me, he shouldn't miss the appointment, Dad, don't worry." ”

"If Li Yang doesn't come, I'll go up and take it first. Navy blue gritted her teeth.

Zang Wenhai, the owner of the Collector's Martial Arts Pavilion, shook his head and said, "You better not go up, Song Zuojiao, this young man, I have understood, you are not his opponent." ”

"What's more, among the people who came to play today, he is not the strongest. ”

"You noticed the Koreans over there, there is a young man named Kim Eun-so. ”

"His strength is comparable to the peak of Mingjin, and I am not necessarily his opponent. ”

Zang Wenhai smiled bitterly: "And, as the owner of the museum, I am the final bottom line of the Collector's Martial Arts Gym, I can't make a move, if I lose, the Collector's Martial Arts Pavilion will really be finished." ”

"If the young man at the peak of your strength can appear, you may be able to solve the crisis of the Collector's Martial Arts Gym. ”

Zang Qinghua gritted her teeth and said, "Then what now, don't you send someone to play?"

"There is no one in the martial arts hall who can be dispatched, so let's drag it out. Zang Wenhai sighed.

Song Zuojiao saw that after he came to power, his opponent did not appear for several minutes, and his confidence became more and more sufficient.

"What about the people in the Collector's Martial Arts Gym, why didn't anyone come on stage, did they already be scared before they started fighting?" Song Zuojiao smiled gently, but a touch of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

There was a wave of discussion in the audience, and everyone was curious about what was going on.

"If the Collector's Martial Arts Hall doesn't send people to fight, are you really afraid?"

"It is estimated that after all, it is a disgraceful thing to be kicked out of the museum, but no one in the collector's martial arts hall meets it in time. ”

"Hey, it seems that what foreign countries say is right, Chinese kung fu is an empty shelf, and it can't afford actual combat. ”

"No wonder no one came to the Collector's Martial Arts Hall to sign up, they were all some flower fists and embroidered legs, what is the use of learning. ”

"That's right, taekwondo is much stronger in comparison. ”

……

In the corner, Kim Eun-so heard everyone's discussion and had a playful smile on his face.

Immediately, Kim Eun-so sneered: "Huaxia Kung Fu, vulnerable!"

In the ring, Song Zuojiao had a gentle smile on his face, enjoying the adoring gaze of everyone in the audience.

Gradually, Song Zuojiao's heart bred an incomparably strong self-confidence.

"Who dares to fight with me!" was in the depths of his feelings, and he couldn't help but blurt out his bold words.

Just then, a cold voice came in.

"Me!"

Immediately after, everyone's eyes looked towards the entrance.

Swish!

A bright light shone through.

The next moment, Song Zuojiao's face darkened, and his original arrogance and self-confidence all disappeared.

Because he saw that Li Yang was walking over with his hands in his pockets and a sneer......