Before Jiang Han's words fell, the Koreans who were motionless on the ground suddenly burst out. From now, when everyone was unexpected, he had already formed a ruthless volley side kick, pointing directly at Chen Zhenghe who stepped forward to investigate!

The situation came too suddenly, and by the time Chen Zhenghe suddenly realized that he wanted to deal with it, it was already a little late, even if he blocked a kick with a Tai Chi hand, but the second, third, and fourth kicks were all kicked in the chest by the vicious Korean, and the pace of the Tai Chi pile under his feet instantly showed signs of collapse!

At this time, he was already seriously injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, instantly staining the white whiskers under his cheeks!

Eighty percent of the skill in taekwondo is on the legs, but it doesn't mean that there is no kung fu in the hands, not to mention, it is the nine-dan master in front of him who can rank in the top three in South Korea!

However, a moment of stagnation still won a little respite for Chen Zhenghe, in the face of the heavy punch of the Koreans, he started to build a bridge of barriers, the two of them attacked and defended, and they were separated by a touch, the Koreans stayed in place, but Chen Zhenghe slid backwards with his feet on the ground!

Although a jack drop allowed him to quickly stabilize his figure, at the moment of stabilization, three mouthfuls of blood gushed out of Chen Zhenghe's mouth one after another, and it seemed that he no longer had the ability to fight with the Koreans!

The changes in the field came too fast, and everyone was unexpected, from the previous defeat of the Koreans to the current bloody rout of Chen Zhenghe, everything happened in a very short period of time,!

"Master!"

Chen Zhenghe's students rushed up all of a sudden, supporting Chen Zhenghe, who was over sixty years old, and they were filled with righteous indignation!

"Master, are you alright?"

"Shameless, your behavior is so shameless, it's simply insulting to martial arts! People like you are not worthy of martial arts at all!"

"The master is kind and kind to let you go, but I didn't expect you to take revenge, it's hateful!"

Chen Zhenghe has many students, but there are not many disciples, the most capable one was broken by others not long ago and went to the hospital, this Chen Zhenghe fell again, these students and disciples are like losing their backbone in an instant, gritting their teeth and being extremely angry, but they are helpless, they only hate that they don't have a little more hard work and thought when they usually practice!

The Koreans obviously didn't expect this so-called Mr. Junhe to play such a hand, and after a short period of stunned, they cheered!

"Mr. Junhwa is so powerful, he is a hero of my Korean nation!"

"Mr. Junhe is mighty, Jianghan East Asia's sick man Chen Zhenghe drove out of Chinatown!"

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The Korean in a black robe stepped forward with an expressionless face, pointed at Chen Zhenghe, who was out of breath, and said in Huaxia that was not very fluent: "Give you two choices, the first one, you admit defeat, admit that your Chinese martial arts are not as good as my Han Haodao, and dismiss your students within three days and get out of Chinatown! Second, you don't admit defeat and continue to fight me, win against me, you continue to open your martial arts gym, I will go back and let the Jichang Daoist Hall close, and I will no longer interfere in the grievances between you and Mr. Qian!"

"A traitorous villain, deceiving people too much, just deceiving people too much!"

Chen Zhenghe's cheeks trembled, his snort was heavy, and a pair of old eyes stared at the Koreans!

"However, in the remote corner of the western seas, the land of projectiles is not as good as a state and province in China! What about the economic take-off, the number of books and forgetting your ancestors cannot cover up your filthy heart and dirty methods!"

As he spoke, Chen Zhenghe's body was shocked, and he shook off those disciples and students who were holding him, standing there like a green pine!

"I, Chen, may not be good at learning, but let me admit that the quintessence of Chinese martial arts is not as good as your projectile skills, why should you? Not to mention this fast Tai Chi, I Chen is still only a rough understanding of the skin, looking at the Chinese Tai Chi skills, these Tai Chi skills are still superficial! I am a profound, profound and broad ancient Chinese martial arts, how can you, a narrow-minded person, a foreigner understand!"

"I won't close the martial arts hall, and people won't leave, let alone think about making me bear the infamy of insulting the country, I, Chen, am standing here today, not taking a step back, if you really have the ability, you can step on my corpse!"

Tai Chi pile station, Chen Zhenghe's sonorous words instantly spread all over the audience, Lao Ji Fu Fang, ambition for thousands of miles, although the age of sixty, but at this time here is undoubtedly a monument!

The Chen Zhenghe in front of him is just a microcosm!

In China, a majestic country, an era, a country, it probably needs some people to stand up resolutely at some moments, stand in a certain position, just stand there, step by step!

This is also the reason why in that era of war and turmoil, our country was able to survive in a desperate situation, and step by step towards today's glory, creating a prosperous, stable, and secure living environment for us!

"Yes, we won't retreat, don't want to close the door!"

"We vow to live and die with the martial arts hall and never retreat!"

"Swear to live and die with the martial arts!"

The power of example is endless, and all the students and disciples are infected, with the same hatred and hatred, and stand with Chen Zhenghe!

The Chinese interspersed among the Koreans were a little embarrassed, because they were also infected by Chen Zhenghe and felt guilty, but there were also people who looked useless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for those Koreans, they are all looking at Chen Zhenghe, who has been seriously injured, and the martial arts students who are there like idiots!

"Are these Chinese people sick in the brain?"

"Hmph, it's really looking for death! Let Mr. Junhe teach them a good lesson!"

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They will never be able to understand this kind of self-reflexive shrinkage, although tens of millions of people have always insisted on harmony, this is the gap in national heritage!

Unlike those South Koreans who were watching, Tian Junhe was facing these Chinese who hated the same enemy, but the chill in the depths of his eyes became more and more thorough, and he stared at Chen Zhenghe Road: "I don't like Chinese people, but I respect people who have the ability and integrity, I take back my previous words, and Mr. Chen, if you close the museum and leave Chinatown at this time and never come back, I will keep you safe, and I promise, Mr. Qian will never come to you again!"

Chen Zhenghe was stunned, and the essence of his cloudy eyes flashed and pointed at Tian Junhe's nose and scolded: "Don't fart, I, Chen, have not yet fallen to the point where I need an uncivilized barbarian as a guarantee!"

It seems that Chen Zhenghe has long expected such a reaction, Tian Junhe smiled gloomily at the corner of his mouth, and the murderous intent in his eyes no longer covers his eyes!

"Stupid Huaxia, I like your stupidity!"

Tian Junhe moved!

He was an outlier who became famous at the age of eighteen.

At the age of twenty-eight, he fought to a draw with the leader of the Nine Avenue Pavilion, making him famous in South Korea and becoming a household name.

At the age of thirty-eight, he even picked the Nine Avenue Pavilion and abolished the master who drew with him that year, and was awarded the title of Martial God of the Dao in South Korea, and since then he has surpassed the Nine Avenue Pavilion and become the spiritual pillar of the ancient martial arts of South Korea!

Every decade, his strength has made a qualitative leap, and now it has passed forty-eight, he began to go abroad, in his eyes, South Korea is invincible, invincible and should win the world!

However, not long ago, Chen Zhenghe's fast Tai Chi made him feel a lot of pressure, and the general martial arts are strong when they are strong, different from the enterprising spirit of the general martial artist, since he has the name of the martial god in South Korea, his inner narrow-mindedness and that sad self-esteem have been infinitely magnified, he doesn't like this kind of pressure, he prefers his invincibility and the reverence of being revered like a god, just like the reverence in the eyes of these onlookers in the eyes of Koreans, as well as the despair in the eyes of the Chinese, he likes this feeling!

"Die~!"

The scarlet surging in his eyes, Tian Junhe and the whole person were like a bullet out of the chamber, while running, the strength rolled up in the wind, and the broken wooden planks along the way turned into powder under his feet, he had only one goal, Chen Zhenghe!