Sun Wenlin clenched his fists, in his opinion, Long Qing's current position should be his, but Long Qing took everything away from him.

Sun Qing next to him saw the expression of his young master in his eyes, and asked softly, "Young master, is there something wrong?"

Sun Wenlin exhaled heavily and said, "It's okay!"

Sun Qing also looked at Long Qing, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In another corner not far away, another person also looked at Long Qing with a bitter expression.

"Xia Yu, Xia Yu, why do you want to run over, is it just to be angry?"

Why did Xia Yu know that Long Qing would come to see the Taekwondo Conference, naturally he learned from Xia Qingqing. When Xia Qingqing warmly invited Xia Yu to go over, Xia Yu categorically refused. But later, even she didn't know what she was thinking, so she bought another ticket and ran over secretly.

Is it really because he is interested in taekwondo? Then why don't you buy it early or late, but you only buy it after learning that Long Qing is going to watch the competition? Xia Yu felt a mess in his heart.

In a small door, two people walked in in a low-key manner, the two were older and one small, the older was about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and a natural arrogance on their faces. The young man is in his early twenties, wearing a snow-white sportswear, short hair, and his face is very handsome and delicate, but there is a faint sense of alienation in his expression.

As soon as the young man entered, he caught the attention of many young girls, and many of them took out their mobile phones or cameras and began to take pictures secretly.

The young man didn't seem to be surprised by such a thing, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest because of the candid shooting, and it was still as plain as water. The old man and the young man came to a position near the ring and sat down.

"The scene is still not small, it seems that the Jiangcheng Sports Bureau has put a lot of thought into it this time!" the old man nodded slightly.

The young man said lightly: "Sad, we hold a conference of traditional martial arts, with a prize of tens of thousands and a few thousand, not only does it not have any attention, but there is still a lot of scolding in public opinion." On the contrary, it is a variety of foreign martial arts, and the popularity completely covers our traditional martial arts. So much so that if we want to survive by eating, we have to learn from them. I don't know what kind of mood our ancestors in Kyushu will feel when they see such a situation?"

The old man said coldly: "This is not only the sorrow of traditional martial arts, but also the sorrow of the country. When a country's values are that money is respected, how can it expect the people to do things in a down-to-earth manner and practice martial arts in a down-to-earth manner? If you invite people to cooperate with the performance and hype it, you can recruit a large number of apprentices, and from then on, who is willing to spend decades of effort studying real kung fu?"

The young man was silent because he knew that what the old man was saying was the truth. The development of traditional martial arts into today's scene of everyone shouting and beating rats on the street is inseparable from the social atmosphere of quick success. The atmosphere of the whole society is such that it is not something that can be changed by one or two people.

"Feng'er, you must win the championship this time and make a comeback for our traditional martial arts!" said the old man.

The young man shook his head slightly and said, "Uncle, let's not talk about whether I can win the championship, even if I win, I will win it under the system of taekwondo, how can I make a name for traditional martial arts?"

The standards for participation in taekwondo this time are very strict, all contestants must have the strength of a black belt or above, although the young man himself is from a traditional martial arts background, but over the years, in order to live, he has also obtained the qualification of a black belt three dan, so as to participate in various competitions. Therefore, even if the young man wins the championship this time, he can only say that he has learned taekwondo very well, and it cannot be said that traditional martial arts are better than taekwondo.

The old man said: "No matter what, you must win, others don't know, I just know it!"

The young man said lightly: "Uncle, don't worry, the champion must be mine!"

This conversation was very quiet and did not attract the attention of others, but it did attract Long Qing's attention. Long Qing was less than ten meters away from the two of them, and when he caught the words he was interested in, Long Qing immediately listened to the conversation between the two completely.

"This young man is very strong!" Long Qing glanced at the young man, and his face gradually became serious. Because he feels a different temperament in young people, this temperament is the temperament after experiencing life and death and breaking the psychological barrier, and similarly, his temperament also has a hint of momentum.

"Master, what's wrong?" Zhao Yan asked a little puzzled when she saw that Long Qing's face suddenly became a little serious.

Long Qing smiled and said, "Yanyan, you have an opponent!"

"Oh, who is it?" Zhao Yan suddenly became interested.

Long Qing shook his head and smiled: "When you play against him, you will naturally know!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yan didn't ask any more questions.

The reason why Long Qing didn't tell Zhao Yan who it was was because she didn't want to show everything in front of Zhao Yan, so that she didn't have any scruples and accidents in her heart. Zhao Yan needs some accidents and challenges, and she needs to face some scenes that are out of her control alone.

Long Qing could feel that when she told Zhao Yan that she had an opponent, Zhao Yan's fighting spirit was immediately stimulated, and she did not return to her original psychological state.

The young man suddenly seemed to feel something, and turned his head around to look around, but found no clue, and twisted his head back with a frown.

"What's wrong?" asked the old man.

"It's okay, it feels like someone is looking at it!" the young man said lightly.

"Maybe someone knows you!" said the old man.

A moment later, in the midst of sparse applause, the leaders of the Jiangcheng Sports Bureau stepped into the ring, and after making a long speech, announced the official opening of the first Jiangcheng Taekwondo Conference! This time the applause was finally warmer, and when it was mentioned that the prize for the first place was 3 million, the applause was even more enthusiastic!

After nearly fifteen minutes of preparation, the official competition finally began.

The competition is a team competition, and after the qualification is determined, more than 200 people from more than 50 groups across the country are allowed to participate in the competition. The format is a knockout round, with a total of four rings in the venue, each with five judges scoring points, and each game is divided into three rounds of three minutes each, with a one-minute break between rounds.

Taekwondo is a little different from the normal rules, in which you are only allowed to attack the hip bone and the collarbone and both ribs, and you can only use your feet to attack the head.

The player's score is also related to technical movements, with three points for headshots, two points for spin kicks and backspin kicks, and one point for other attacks.