Chapter 221: Facts Speak Louder Than Words?

"Of course it's no problem, you can go quickly, by the way, the club management will have dinner in the evening, and you can come too, and drive the car back by the way." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zuo Ling forcibly sent out a dinner invitation, and without waiting for Yang Hao's reply, she turned around and went to work.

"Hehe, it's really as arrogant as ever, if you want to soak me, I'll say it directly, although my brother is not a casual person, but in daily communication or something, you can still accept it reluctantly."

Yang Hao teased in his heart, shook his head and squeezed through the crowd, and walked towards the bedroom.

When passing by the new base of the Kickboxing Society, the blonde girl from Eastern Europe suddenly reached out and stopped him.

The girl smiled and pointed to the crowded martial arts club Naxin base, and asked in awkward Mandarin with a German flavor: "Handsome guy, is the car yours?" Why don't you join our club, and I can guide you personally. ”

Yang Hao was shocked, and said in his heart that this big Yanma is really direct and open enough, and he will directly open the color seduction technique without saying these two words.

The blonde girl continued to rebel: "And the martial arts club teaches some flower boxing and embroidered legs, which is useless at all, unlike the free fighting we teach, which can not only keep fit, but also defend yourself, which is definitely better than theirs!" ”

Yang Hao smiled: "Yo, girl, you have learned Chinese well, but saying bad things about competitors behind your back, or even maliciously slandering each other, this kind of behavior is not above board." ”

The blonde girl said disdainfully: "Slander? I understand the meaning of this word, but I don't slander it, the kung fu taught by the martial arts club is really bad. ”

She said, and compared a starting style of Tai Chi, for example: "For example, this soft Tai Chi is said to be the best boxing technique of their female president, but the last time I went to the gym, she was not my opponent at all." ”

"There are several other boxing techniques, all of which they claim to be Chinese martial arts, but as a result, no one in their entire community can survive three rounds under my brother."

The blonde beauty was arrogant: "You said that such a weak club and boxing technique, what is the need for its existence?" Even if you help them pull in a lot of new students today, if you don't have real materials, you won't be able to keep them. ”

"In my opinion, don't waste time and resources with them, hurry up and join our club, you can learn great fighting skills, and you can make beautiful women, why not?"

She finally introduced herself: "My name is Nia, Ukrainian, and I am currently the vice president of the Kickboxing Club, and my brother Ivan is the president, he used to be a professional boxer, but he is amazing!" ”

Yang Hao frowned slightly, and only then did he realize how aggrieved Zuo Ling, the president, was.

The three most popular martial arts clubs at Tunghai University, Karate Club, Taekwondo Club, and Kickboxing Club, are all foreign students.

And these three clubs, I don't know if it's intentional, take turns to come to the martial arts club to kick the gym.

The martial arts club can't fight and can't fight, and if you avoid the war, you will be scolded by the other party for shrinking your head.

In short, every other three or five is a humiliation, and it is simply a martial arts club to advertise with a face.

Yang Hao thought of the information that Zuo Ling had told him before, combined with the words and deeds of Nia in front of him, and couldn't help but feel very unhappy.

The dignified Chinese martial arts are so despised by a group of foreigners!

Yang Hao thought for a while and euphemistically expressed his displeasure: "Classmate Nia, first of all, I want to correct you, strictly speaking, free fighting should be a kind of competition rule, or the name of a sport, not a martial arts or a school of martial arts. ”

"It's like Jeet Kune Do, which was founded by Mr. Bruce Lee, is actually a martial arts concept that is biased towards the mind, rather than what everyone mistakenly thinks, similar to karate and taekwondo, which are more narrow martial arts."

"Whether it's free fighting or Jeet Kune Do, their core idea is to focus more on actual combat results, rather than sticking to certain fixed routines."

"In the same way, the Chinese martial arts you are talking about is also a very broad concept, which is all-encompassing, and it is by no means what you call flower fists and embroidered legs."

Yang Hao finally said sincerely: "So even if our school's martial arts club can't beat you, you can't arbitrarily draw conclusions about this and beat Chinese martial arts to death with a stick, right?" ”

Nia's hearing is really amazing, such a large paragraph, there are several relatively obscure words in it, and she even listened to it.

But after hearing Yang Hao's meaning, she was even more disdainful, and sneered: "Hehe, I probably understand what you mean, but I'm not convinced that I look down on the so-called Chinese martial arts, right?" ”

"Actually, it's not that I look down on your Chinese martial arts, but facts speak louder than words."

Nia continued to show off her Chinese vocabulary: "If Chinese martial arts are really awesome, then why can't you see Chinese martial arts in the world's top fighting events?" ”

"Don't tell me about your fighting shows with the 'xx martial arts' brand, I've also watched those shows, and they're all fake tricks for entertainment."

Nia turned on the map cannon mode: "If you want to talk about those credible international-level competitions, such as the Dongying K1 Fighting Tournament that is relatively close, are there any martial arts masters from your country in them?" ”

"Even if there is, I'm sorry, I've never watched those wonderful king duels, and I'm not interested in watching those weak people who are beaten like pigs' heads."

"And when I first came to the East China Sea before, I heard people brag that those sanda masters in your country can be invincible in the world if they practice well."

"I won't talk about whether the scope of this 'world' is too small, let's just talk about the technical characteristics of Sanda."

"In my opinion, Sanda is obviously a modern fighting technique that focuses on actual combat, rather than those bullshit traditional martial arts that are mysterious and mysterious, but have few achievements."

"Does this also prove from the side that even people in your own country think that the effect of sanda, a modern fighting technique, in actual combat is far better than your traditional martial arts?"

Nia's taunt skill is estimated to be at the full level, she glanced at Yang Hao, and said, "If you are still not convinced, then I have nothing to say." ”

"After all, is there any real material, relying on facts to speak, not mouths, handsome guy, are you right?"

She finally straightened her chest, and in an instant the waves were turbulent and dazzling.

Yang Hao didn't care about watching the game, his anger gauge was really full, and the other party's ridicule with a gun and a stick could be regarded as degrading Chinese martial arts to worthless.

What's even more speechless is that her words seem to be really logical and reasonable.

At least as far as Yang Hao knows, in an international event like the K1 Fighting Competition, there is really no Chinese martial arts master. (To be continued.) )