The two best examples of martial arts business model operation are Japanese karate and Korean taekwondo, although the Shaolin Temple in China is also aware of this, and began a series of changes, promotion, and Chenjiagou's Taijiquan, with the full support of a big man in China, has developed rapidly, but compared with karate and taekwondo, there is still a huge gap. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared with taekwondo, Japan's karate is undoubtedly more powerful, in fact, in essence, these martial arts are all stolen from China by Japan, and then slightly changed, it has become its own thing, however, Japan is cold by nature, the heart of killing is strong, advocating the spirit of bushido, and there are ninjas and other martial artists, and the background is far stronger than South Korea.

Any bloody Chinese has an instinctive resistance to Japanese devils, although Lin Qingfeng is a gentleman, he is also very patriotic, and he is very disgusted with the Japanese. Hearing that the Japanese devils were so arrogant, he immediately became angry, waved his hand, stopped Murong Zhennan, who was wearing prosthetics, and said in a firm tone, "Uncle, kill chickens with a knife, if you always fight with a few little Japanese devils, wouldn't that lower your status?" Let me take care of this! ”

Murong Zhennan hadn't spoken yet, but Murong Xiaoxiao's mother was in a hurry, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Xiaofeng, we understand your kindness, but you haven't seen the kicking hall, so you don't know the danger in it." Besides, the Japanese devil is vicious, he can commit suicide by caesarean section, not to mention other people, you are not allowed to come out, it is better for your uncle to come forward. ”

Nodding, Murong Zhennan also spoke, "Xiaofeng, don't you think that if your uncle's leg is broken, he really can't fight?" A few little Japanese devils who kick the gym are nothing at all! Besides, you are a guest, how can you come forward, it is not appropriate to be reasonable. Don't say it, I'll handle this matter personally, and since you're worried about my old man, come with me to see and see. ”

Seeing that Murong Zhennan insisted on this, Lin Qingfeng couldn't refuse, nodded his head, but secretly thought to himself in his heart, if Murong Zhennan was defeated, it would not be too late to make another move.

Murong Xiaoxiao didn't speak, but her heart was sweet, Lin Qingfeng was able to say this, she was really moved, and even she couldn't help but have such a thought in her heart, if Lin Qingfeng was her boyfriend, how good it would be. As soon as this thought grew, it continued to echo in her mind uncontrollably, making Murong Xiaoxiao's face flush slightly, and the gaze that looked at Lin Qingfeng suddenly changed slightly.

Lin Fei glanced at Lin Qingfeng with some surprise, and found that the other party was not particularly strong, but after feeling it carefully, he felt that the other party seemed to contain a big furnace in his body, which was impossible to look at, so he immediately put away his contempt and nodded towards Lin Qingfeng, which was regarded as a sign of gratitude.

"Let's go!" Putting on a prosthetic leg, a cold light flashed in Murong Zhennan's eyes, and he gave an order.

This meal was already at the end, so under the leadership of Murong Zhennan, several people went towards the front yard. Lin Qingfeng is naturally no stranger to kicking the gym, because not long ago, he had just performed a kicking gym, which discredited the Hongwu Taekwondo gym.

Coming to the front yard, on the spacious practice ground, there are four young people who are falling to the ground miserably at this moment, the most infuriating thing is that they were trampled under the feet of four Japanese devils wearing kimonos and pigtails, and the leader is a middle-aged Japanese devil, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall figure, broad and powerful palms, eyes flashing with a sharp light like an eagle falcon, and a very long knife on his waist.

......At this moment, the tall Japanese devil was talking to a Chinese man who was rushing forward, and the other party was hi and looked low, which should be the translator he brought.

Seeing this scene, Lin Dashao was furious at the time, ringgit's, this is not Japan, this group of little Japanese devils dare to be so arrogant, it's just a shell Lang going to the thatched house, looking for death!

Seeing that his disciple was knocked to the ground by the other party, and even more insultingly stepped on his feet, Murong Zhennan's mood can be imagined, especially when he caught a glimpse of the wall of the martial arts hall, a lot of heads poked out, this is the people of other martial arts halls on the street, his mood became more and more unhappy. Because he was originally a master of dark energy, coupled with his relatively old qualifications, Murong Zhennan is also a popular figure on the entire street, to say the same, many martial arts halls like to ask him for help when they encounter things, and sometimes he mediates when there is a conflict, at this moment, his apprentice is humiliated like this, how can he, as a master, not be angry?

"Well, although these four guys' kung fu is not too high, they are all very backbone!" Glancing at the four fallen disciples, Lin Qingfeng thought to himself.

Stepping on the feet, naturally it is not just as simple as stepping on the feet, the four little Japanese devils obviously use a lot of strength under their feet, but the four young men endured it, and they did not make a sound of pain, just this is worth appreciating.

"Bastard, you dare to come to me, Murong Zhennan's martial arts hall to make trouble, hmph, tell this Japanese devil, immediately let his subordinates let go of my four disciples, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being vicious!" With a gloomy face, Murong Zhennan let out a loud shout, and the whole person was like a mad lion that could get angry at any time.

When the translator heard this, he hurriedly said something, and then, the tall Japanese devil was furious, and he chattered again, and at the same time, he looked at Murong Zhennan with a provocative gaze, and the meaning was self-evident.

Clearing his throat, the big head translator said, "Sang Mujun just said, he heard that you are the most prestigious master on the entire street, and your kung fu is also strong, so he came here to learn it." These four disciples are the four weakest disciples of Sangmu-kun, and as a result, they easily overturned your disciples, so if you want to rescue your disciples, you must defeat these four disciples alone. Of course, you can also choose to refuse, but Sang Mujun said, when you refuse, you are a coward, he will express his disdain for you! ”

Grass!

Hearing such arrogant words of the little Japanese devil, everyone immediately became angry, beating people without slapping their faces, this bastard thing is just beating people and slapping their faces, which can be described as extremely hateful.

People who practice martial arts have the spirit of blood and bravery, not to mention Murong Zhennan, a former master of national arts, immediately, he smiled coldly and said, "You, tell this bastard Japanese devil, Lao Tzu agreed, see how I beat these little Japan out of the yolk!" ”

Naturally, Da Bentou would not translate in such detail, and when he roughly said what Murong Zhennan meant, Sang Mu smiled, with a hint of hideousness on his face, and waved his hand, and the five Japanese devils who stepped on Murong Zhennan's disciples raised their feet and surrounded Murong Zhennan.

"Stand out of the way, lest you be hurt by mistake!"

With a wave of his hand, Murong Zhennan motioned for everyone to step back, and then, staring at these five little Japanese devils with blazing eyes, the anger on his face was very strong. After being insulted like this, for Murong Zhennan, he had to pay a painful enough price to make up for his anger.

Watching all this quietly, Lin Qingfeng didn't say a word, but he secretly made up his mind in his heart, once Murong Zhennan had any trouble, he would definitely rush forward as soon as possible to help him.

"Wow big stockings die, save your mother to death......."

With his hands clasped around his chest, Sang Mu began to speak again, and a series of bird songs jumped out, and the five little Japanese devils had solemn faces and surrounded Murong Zhennan.

"Hey!"

Almost at the same time, these five people actually stepped out together, the speed was amazing, and there was a feeling of a cheetah galloping, and they rushed towards Murong Zhennan. With such a dexterous body technique, it is absolutely impossible to be the five worst disciples as Sang Mu said, but it should be the strongest five. However, there is no point in saying this, at the moment when the five people came to kill, Murong Zhennan suddenly stepped out, snapped, the void exploded like firecrackers, and his palms were like dreamy light and shadow, printed forward!

Baguazhang!

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ........”

Almost as he hit the Baguazhang, the five little Japanese devils who were originally rushing suddenly changed their shapes, and they turned back stiffly, shuttling strangely and surrounding them again.

"Huh? Not good! ”

Originally, Murong Zhennan was full of confidence, but he didn't hit the opponent under this blow, and his heart suddenly sank, he had a feeling that these five people, I'm afraid it's not that simple, not to mention anything else, the body method is definitely not trivial! This thought flashed in his heart, Murong Zhennan stabilized his body, and responded to all changes with no change, and let the four or five little Japanese devils run around, and he didn't take the initiative to attack.

If his legs were not prosthetic, it would not be difficult to defeat five people, and it could even be said to be easy and casual, but now in the state of prosthetics, his speed has slowed down too much, and his movements are a little sluggish, which gives the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Although Murong Zhennan chooses to respond to all changes with the same, he must be vigilant at all times, and the five of them will also make cold moves between the shuttles, which is unguardable.

"Pong! Disheveled! Disheveled! ........”

After three dull sounds, Murong Zhennan repelled the attacks of the three little Japanese devils, and caused each of them to vomit blood, but he also paid a huge price, a wooden prosthetic leg was broken by the opponent's punch, and he became an iron canopy li. If he was facing an enemy, even if his legs were broken, Murong Zhennan could use his secret means to defeat or even kill the other party, but this time it was five Japanese devils who came prepared, and they obviously did a series of work against themselves, and Murong Zhennan was in a dangerous situation for a while.