Jiangcheng Taekwondo Gym is less than two kilometers away from Jiangcheng Martial Arts Gym and is also located in the center of Jiangcheng City. The entire martial arts hall is on the third floor of a complex and is in an excellent location.

At this time, although it is a working day, because the students are on vacation, the Yijiangcheng Taekwondo Hall is still relatively lively. When Long Qing and Zhao Yan walked to the door, many students and their parents were consulting at the front desk at the door. The staff greeted him warmly: "Hello two gentlemen and young ladies, do you need anything?"

Long Qing waved his hand: "It's okay, let's just take a look, don't worry about us!"

"Please, two!" the staff immediately retreated.

Long Qing and Zhao Yan walked into the door, and what they saw was a huge hall, covering an area of more than four or five hundred square meters. In the middle of the hall, there is a ring that rises more than a meter above the ground. The entire hall is paved with solid wood floors, showing a very quiet and simple atmosphere.

In the hall, children of all sizes in taekwondo uniforms are divided into several classes and follow the instructor to perform various movements. There were many people around and watching.

Long Qing walked next to a group of older students, and a short and thin coach in his thirties was explaining the essentials of the air-flying backspin kick: "...... After jumping, you should quickly turn your hips, smell your waist, and land smoothly......" After speaking, he made a standard movement, which attracted applause from the students and onlookers.

Long Qing nodded slightly, although this coach only showed such a hand, Long Qing could already see that his skills were better than Zhao Wuliang.

After taking a turn in the hall, Long Qing found that several coaches had strength that was not weaker than Zhao Wuliang, and two or three of them could still stabilize Zhao Wuliang.

"Sure enough, it is known as the top taekwondo gym in China, I don't know where Cui Chengliang, who has a black belt and a seventh-dan black belt, is?" Long Qing glanced around, and didn't seem to see such a person.

"Forget it, although I didn't see the seventh-stage Cui Chengliang, I know almost the strength of the Jiangcheng Taekwondo Gym!" Long Qing and Zhao Yan walked towards the gate.

At this moment, a group of people walked over, starting with a middle-aged man who was not angry and arrogant, and beside the middle-aged man was a tall young man in his early twenties.

"What a coincidence!" Long Qing said with a smile. This tall young man was none other than Zhao Shifeng, who was trying to use force on Lin Ruoyu and was knocked out five or six teeth by Long Qing.

Zhao Shifeng also saw Long Qing at a glance, and a vicious expression immediately appeared on his face.

"That middle-aged man is Zhao Yingxiong, the curator of Jiangcheng Taekwondo Gym, Zhao Shifeng's uncle. Zhao Yan whispered in Long Qing's ear.

Long Qing smiled: "It's really strange, my nephew actually has the same surname as my uncle, could it be that Zhao Shifeng's father is a wealthy man?"

Zhao Yan didn't expect her master to suddenly say such a sentence, and she was stunned for a while.

The picture of Zhao Yan whispering in Long Qing's ear saw Zhao Shifeng's eyes, and Zhao Shifeng's face became even more hideous. When Zhao Yan first entered Jiangcheng University, Zhao Shifeng spent a lot of effort chasing her, but Zhao Yan never gave him a good look, and over time, Zhao Shifeng gave up. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan was with Long Qing today, and they were so close, Zhao Shifeng suddenly couldn't stand it.

"First Lin Ruoyu, now Zhao Yan, Long Qing, I don't share the sky with you!" Zhao Shifeng gritted his teeth.

Zhao Yingxiong noticed his nephew Tieqing's face and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Shifeng took a deep breath, spit it out, pointed at Long Qing and whispered, "That person is Long Qing, the head coach of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall!"

"It turns out that he is Long Qing, I can't imagine being so young!" Zhao Yingxiong nodded quietly, and then walked towards Long Qing: "It turned out that the head of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall was here, I said why can't the magpie stop barking today!" Zhao Yingxiong snorted and stretched out his right hand.

"Director Zhao is polite, I came here to learn from your museum, and I didn't tell you in advance, which is a lot of offense. Long Qing gently shook Zhao Yingxiong's hand and said with a smile.

"Sect Chief Long is polite, with the level of your hall, where do you still need to learn from our little martial arts hall, it's really embarrassing!"

This sentence was obviously sarcastic, and Long Qing smiled and did not answer.

"Uncle, Coach Long has finally come here, should we take this opportunity to let Coach Long guide us in our kung fu?" Zhao Shifeng looked at Long Qing with a smile and said, with a provocative hint in his smile.

"Oh, yes, what you said Shifeng is to hurry up and call Coach Su and Coach Wan over, the opportunity for Coach Long to come is so rare, if you don't give you some advice, we can't let him go back." Zhao Yingxiong laughed and said, "Quick, Shifeng, you go and call!"

"Uncle Haole!" Zhao Shifeng threw a vicious look at Long Qing before leaving.

After a while, more than a dozen coaches all gathered over, and Zhao Yingxiong took Long Qing's hand and said: "Let me introduce to you, this is the head of the dragon head of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall, I think everyone has heard of the name of the head of the dragon sect." Today, the head of the Dragon Sect came to guide you in his busy schedule, and I hope you will cherish this opportunity and ask for advice!"

After Zhao Yingxiong finished speaking, more than a dozen coaches all looked at Long Qing coldly, as if they wanted to penetrate Long Qing with their eyes.

Long Qing was silent, Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, Zhao Yingxiong's words successfully aroused the anger of all the coaches. But Long Qing didn't care.

"Coach Long, in Xia Wanheng, Taekwondo black belt five dan, I want to ask you for advice!" A short and thin man stood up, it was the coach who had just taught the backspin kick in the air.

"Don't dare to advise, let's learn from each other!" Long Qing said lightly.

With Long Qing's agreement, everyone immediately dispersed into a large circle, surrounding the two in the middle. Many students and parents saw that there seemed to be a lively scene here, and they also gathered around, and in a blink of an eye, the two were surrounded by hundreds of people.

Wan Heng put on a starting pose, and seeing that Long Qing didn't make any moves, he frowned and said, "Aren't you ready yet?"

Long Qing smiled and said, "Ready, you can do it!"

Wan Heng looked slightly annoyed, and said in his heart: "You dare to be so big, then don't blame me for being unkind!" His feet jumped lightly, and he slowly approached Long Qing.

"What the hell are you doing?" When Wan Wan Heng moved to a distance of just over a meter away from Long Qing, Long Qing was still standing long, his hands and feet were loose, and he didn't make any preparations, and he didn't seem to take Wan Yongheng's temptation in his eyes at all.

"If you die by yourself, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wan Heng was furious, kicked the ground with his right foot, turned his hips, and his whole body strength merged into one place, and suddenly smashed a punch towards Long Qing's head!