Chapter 270: I don't have much time, so let's go together
"What, Master Liu Pengfei is injured, how did you do it?"
The leader of the Zhonghai Sports Bureau sat in the stands, his face was pale, and next to him, there were some Chinese boxers, who also had a bad face.
"He's the only one who has reached Dan Jin today, if he doesn't come, then we'll still have a fart in Huaxia!"
The director of the sports bureau gritted his teeth.
The atmosphere was very gloomy, and those Huaxia boxers were also very aggrieved.
Zhonghai hosts an Asian martial arts conference, but those who come from Huaxia are all boxers who serve ZF, and there are not many really powerful folk people.
"Li Minzhi They are really, they are obviously world-class masters, but they didn't hesitate to be identious, and they actually came in person!"
The competition began soon, and the four rings competed at the same time, with a total of more than 30 people, and the competition could be completed in one day.
"I can only look at Wang Song and Wang Lin's! I hope these two instructors can win!"
"The possibility is very small, Wang Song and Wang Lin are just at the peak of their strength, and Li Minzhi and a few of them are all masters of holding Dan!"
Wang Haotian sighed, but no one expected that Wang Song and Wang Lin would meet Li Minzhi and Junichiro Miyamoto respectively in the second round!
Lee Min Chi smiled indifferently on stage.
"Hehe, Chinese martial arts, against the taekwondo of our Korean nation, I don't know who is strong and who is weak, but I have always felt that Huaxia martial arts are actually taekwondo from our Korea, today, let's witness it"
"Zhinaren, you are not my opponent, Huaxia's martial arts, you can't win against me"
In the ring, Li Minzhi and Junichiro Miyamoto did not give face at all, one said that Chinese martial arts originated in the country of sticks!
"Damn, it's too arrogant."
"These two people, this is here to slap Huaxia in the face!"
Many leaders of the Sports Bureau can't sit still, and there are still many reporters in the audience, but their words will be circulated locally.
If you lose, Huaxia's face will really have nowhere to rest.
"You have to win!"
Zhang Yubao, director of the China Overseas Sports Bureau, said.
However, the sky did not obey people's wishes, and Wang Song and Wang Lin fell into disadvantage after a few moves.
"Whew!"
Wang Song was kicked in the back by Li Minzhi's kick, and the whole person spurted a mouthful of blood and fell from the stage. And Wang Lin, who was also smashed on his arm by Junichiro Miyamoto, punched him, and his whole arm drooped down.
"Haha, I'm really sorry, I thought Huaxia's kung fu was profound, but I didn't expect it, hey, it disappointed me so much"
Li Minzhi stood on the stage, standing with his hands in his hands, with a lofty demeanor, and sighed.
At this time, many reporters were capturing his lonely expression.
"The people of China, who are also known as Chinese kung fu, experience it today, but so, it's better not to brag about it in the international arena in the future"
Junichiro Miyamoto of Japan also said loudly in English.
After saying that, those from Japan, South Korea and other countries all showed contempt and burst into laughter.
Those reporters, again snapping and recording it with a pen, believe that tomorrow's newspaper will definitely publicize this matter.
"They deceive people too much!"
Zhang Yubao, director of the sports bureau, grabbed the table and wanted to get up angrily, but was pulled down by several people.
"It's too much, dare to insult my Huaxia Kung Fu, no one comes out, I'll come!"
"I'll fight you!"
Several Huaxia martial arts disciples all stood up in anger.
"Don't be impulsive!"
"You are not his opponent, don't be strong, if he is ruthless, you will be wasted for the rest of your life"
This group of Chinese teenagers who practice martial arts originally followed and observed, but now they see Li Minzhi and others wantonly insulting Chinese kung fu, but no one can come forward.
These young men with strong blood only felt it in their hearts.
Humiliation!
And people from Japan and Thailand have a smile on their faces.
Li Minzhi looked at Zhang Yubao and sneered, and looked around the audience proudly.
"Before, my apprentice traveled to China, but he was plotted by gangsters and was seriously injured."
Many contestants from other countries pricked up their ears to listen, and Li Minzhi said angrily.
"That gangster has practiced a few Chinese three-legged cat kung fu, but he is a timid person, this martial arts conference, I don't know where to hide"
Li Minzhi cleared his throat and said.
"However, I'll definitely pull out this guy with his head and tail and let him taste it......"
Before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud bang, and the iron door of the hall was kicked in, and an arrogant voice rang out.
"Okay, don't brag there, your apprentices are beaten by Lao Tzu"
Lee Min Ji was still giving a speech there, but when he saw the iron gate suddenly flying, he was so frightened that he thought there was an earthquake.
As soon as he looked up, he just saw Li Yang striding in and walking in, and Li Minzhi snorted coldly.
"It's you? Hmph! You have some skills, if you don't give an explanation today, don't even think about walking out of this door."
Li Yang said impatiently.
"Get out of here, I don't have much time, what Japanese and Thai, and your stick, let's go together"
The audience was silent for a moment, and then, everyone's eyes were on Li Yang. There are many Japanese, South Korean, and Thai people who came today, and they looked at Li Yang with murderous in their eyes.
Li Yang laughed and said.
"Okay, don't stare at your eyes so big, they all look like cow eyes Yes, who said just now that you want to do it with Lao Tzu, come on!"
After he finished speaking, the group of foreign warriors burst out laughing, with unconcealed contempt in their eyes.
"Self-sufficient"
"Who does he think he is?"
They all had a playful look on their faces, and a tall and mighty thirty-year-old man jumped down, raised his eyebrows, and sneered.
"Baga, if you want to do something with my master, pass me first, and I will let you ......."
He happened to jump in front of Li Yang and was still talking there.
"Roll"
Li Yang kicked him in the crotch of his pants and made a snort, and the whole guy flew out and hit the audience directly before stopping.
"This ......"
Can you kick people away? What kind of kung fu is this?
"Good!"
"Well done!"
"Who said that I don't have a master in Huaxia!"
The audience fell silent, and those teenagers from the Huaxia Martial Arts School looked at Li Yang and only felt their blood boiling.
"Haha, no one came, that old man is here!"
Li Yang rushed forward like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep.
Li Minzhi was also frightened enough by Li Yang's kick, and when he saw Li Yang pounce, he snorted coldly.
"Look for death!"
He happened to be standing on the stage, condescending, and with a tomahawk-style split, he slashed down at Li Yang Tianlinggai.
The sound of the wind hunting, his muscles and bones roared together, and his qi and blood rushed like a big river, making a mooring sound.
"Such vigorous qi and blood, Li Minzhi, it's really amazing!"
"This taekwondo, to him, is the pinnacle of actual combat!"
This person's praise has not yet fallen, Li Yang said.
""
saw Li Yang grab Li Minzhi's ankle, and as soon as he grabbed him, he dragged him off the stage.
Li Minzhi came directly with his head down, and with a bang, his brain fell to the ground, and he fell dizzy and his head swelled.