"Chang Hao, did you give that kid your challenge book? What did he react to?"

Outside the Qinzheng Palace, Park Chang Ho stood in the most conspicuous place, and in front of him, there was a middle-aged man in a martial arts uniform, and it was he who asked just now.

Hearing the man's words, Park Changhao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied: "Abba, don't worry, I gave him the challenge book a long time ago, and he explained it very happily at that time!" ”

Judging from Park Chang-ho's words, this man is his father, Park Jung-heng, who is known as the pseudo-chemical energy who is most likely to achieve Huajin by Kim Sung-joon, the only master of Huajin in South Korea.

When Park Zhengheng heard Park Changhao's words, he stopped talking at the moment, and turned his head appropriately and chatted with seven or eight middle-aged and elderly men and women beside him, these people are the pseudo-grandmasters of South Korea, no more than ten people in total.

Just as everyone was chatting happily, a young man walked at the gate of the city tower not far away, it was Tang Chen who came in earlier.

His arrival immediately made the relatively calm square noisy on the whole.

The eyes of these people looking at Tang Chen were a little unkind, but they automatically separated one way to the ring.

Tang Chen ignored the eyes of these people and walked towards the ring with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling leisurely.

Less than 100 meters away, Tang Chen walked for a minute or two, and when he reached a few meters below the ring, there was an additional figure in the ring, this person looked like he was less than sixty years old, and his muscles could be seen clearly through the wide taekwondo uniform, it should be his opponent, the Korean taekwondo master - Ha Zhengdong.

Tang Chen's idea is right, this person is really He Zhengdong, he has been holding his fists to look at Tang Chen under the stage, and when he ascends the ring, He Zhengdong is the first to speak, "As long as you kneel down in front of the media and admit your mistakes, and say that you shouldn't insult Taekwondo, I will show mercy to my subordinates today!" ”

His voice was full of disdain for Tang Chen, obviously Tang Chen's immature face was congenitally despised.

And Tang Chen defeated several taekwondo masters a few days ago, and he also watched the video of that battle, which made He Zhengdong very disdainful of Tang Chen.

Because in his opinion, Tang Chen was at most a martial artist in the early stage of pseudo-transformation strength, and he was at the peak of pseudo-transformation strength for a while, and he was very confident to clean up Tang Chen.

Hearing such a domineering voice from He Zhengdong, everyone in the audience was enthusiastic, and shouted in unison: "Kneel on the ground and beg for mercy......"

Directly north of the ring, Park Changhao stared at Tang Chen on the ring, and a few traces of happiness flashed in his eyes.

Glancing around, looking at the Koreans who were united, Tang Chen turned his head and snorted coldly: "Hmph, in my opinion, taekwondo is just a waste of fame, you kowtow to me and admit your mistakes, I will spare you once today!" ”

What did he say? Actually asked Grandmaster Zhengdong to kowtow to him, didn't he want to die? . ”

"Do you think he can get out of our Republic of Korea?"

Tang Chen's words were not small, and for a while, under the ring, flowers suddenly exploded, and many people rolled up their sleeves, as if they wanted to go on stage to teach Tang Chen a lesson.

"Okay, very good, today I want you to know that strength is made by fighting, not by lip service."

He Zhengdong didn't laugh angrily, his eyes were staring at Tang Chen, and there was a hint of slaughter in the air.

Outside the Qinzheng Palace, Park Zhengheng looked at Tang Chen, who was smiling on the stage, and said: "It's really that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, his words can be regarded as angering He Zhengdong, I dare to say that this kid today will definitely not be able to walk off the ring intact." ”

Hearing Park Jung-heng's words, Park Chang-ho said with a smile: "Even if he can stand and walk out of the ring, he will definitely die today!" ”

After Park Chang Ho finished speaking, the people on the stage had already collided together, and it was Ha Jeong-dong who launched the attack, and his attack was extremely fancy, but it was a hidden murderous intention.

Bang!!

When the fist and the whip leg touched, Tang Chen took a step back, while He Zhengdong moved inch by inch.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ha Jung-dong has an advantage, and Park Chang-ho and the viewers and reporters around the ring looked a little excited: "Great, he is really not the opponent of Ha Junior!" ”

"Republic of Korea Beng, Beng."

"Republic of Korea Beng, Beng."

"Don't forget, it was He Zhengdong who attacked, Tang Chen was in a hurry to respond to the enemy, and the two of them were at most half a catty and eight taels."

It was an old woman dressed in white who spoke, and he was sitting next to Park Jung-heng, and when he saw him speak, Park Chang-ho hurriedly asked, "Aunt Yoo doesn't know, who will win this battle?" ”

The old woman didn't answer immediately, but looked at it before saying, "This battle, it seems that the Hong Kong people are going to win, and He Zhengdong is not his opponent." ”

"But ......"

Park Changhao wanted to say that Tang Chen was obviously at a disadvantage before, but he suddenly said something first, and hurriedly held back what he had just said.

I saw that in the ring, the two fought quickly, unlike a few days ago, Tang Chen couldn't pretend to be like a few days ago, after all, it was useless to use it once, the strength he showed this time was even stronger than He Zhengdong.

At first, He Zhengdong could still hold on, but as the time of the fight became longer and longer, He Zhengdong gradually became inferior to him, and finally when the time came to more than two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Chen lifted He Zhengdong off the ring with one kick, raised his hand and said: "Taekwondo is not good!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sturdy figure leaped over the ring, looked at the audience and said with a full temperament: "Arrogance, I, Jiang Yuan, will meet you for a while!" ”

He Zhengdong's sudden defeat made the people at the scene feel humiliated, but before they were humiliated for long, they saw a sturdy man appear in the ring, "It's Jiang Yuanzai, his strength is stronger than He Zhengdong!" ”

"Jiang Yuanzai, revenge, revenge!"

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In the ring, Jiang Zaiyuan ignored the reaction of the audience in the audience, but said in a deep voice to Tang Chen: "Give you twenty minutes to rest, lest you say that we Chinese are bullying more and less when you get it." ”

Tang Chen did not refuse Jiang Yuanzai, but suddenly sat cross-legged in the ring and began to regain his vitality.

In fact, Tang Chen was not tired at all, he was just a master at the peak of pseudo-transformation strength, Tang Chen really wanted to clean him up, just a light palm, he could beat the other party to vomit blood.

However, at the moment, his identity is just a pseudo-powerful young genius, so he pretended to be pretentious before, and he fought with that He Zhengdong for nearly a hundred moves.

Twenty minutes is not long, but it is not short, for Tang Chen, who is pretending to be pranayama, it is only a matter of a few seconds, but for the audience, it seems like a century has passed.

Finally, when Tang Chen's mobile phone rang, he slowly stood up, "Come on, let's start fighting!" ”

After speaking, he took the initiative to kill Jiang Yuanzai.

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