Chapter 250: A Taekwonquan Master Who Doesn't Know What to Do

The moment Xiao Qiufeng's body was standing, the hand behind him had already been raised, and his relaxed expression immediately became a little dignified, looking at this Zhengjun who was still tense and frenzied, he felt a little more pity in his heart, in fact, he had worked very hard to learn taekwondo.

Can't become a real master, it's not his fault, taekwondo is like judo in little Japan, all from Chinese martial arts exercises, just fur things, but they are regarded as national treasures, no matter how good people are, they are also fixed by this circle, and they can't break through the extreme.

"Take me a punch-" There is no passion like in every battle in the past, and Xiao Qiufeng is really a little bored in the face of this so-called master.

Seeing that Xiao Qiufeng dodged for so long and finally fought back, many people were very happy, at least Zhengjun, who was already preparing for the momentum and was ready to fight with all his might, but it really didn't have much effect on this kind of strength without internal strength.

The fist has been transformed, the phantom flickered, and it has already arrived, the action is fast, fast as lightning, this kind of Ling Ran's attack made the preoccupied Zhengjun stunned for a moment, but he didn't know that this dull kung fu, the fist had no way to avoid it.

Although he was not prepared to hurt him, since it was a cut, there was always a win or a loss, and this punch, the fusion of internal strength, had fallen firmly on Zhengjun's lower abdomen at this moment.

In an instant, the feeling of pain in the heart and lungs has surged, Zhengjun gritted his teeth, covered his abdomen with both hands, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

Almost no one could see the punch clearly, because when everyone's eyes adjusted, Xiao Qiufeng's hand had already been withdrawn, as if it had not moved, and he saw Zhengjun kneeling on the ground with one leg, his face twitching and shaking, as if he was suffering unbearable pain.

Sima Luo leaned into Secretary Jin's ear and pretended to shout: "Ah, Secretary Jin, Zhengjun doesn't seem to be feeling well, should you let him rest for a while, otherwise it will seem that Chinese warriors are bullying the weak!" ”

As soon as the word weak came out, Jeongjun had already frowned, his hand covering his abdomen was immediately put down, his arms shook down, and he opened his posture again, he is the pride of the Korean nation, and he must not be defeated, this is the glory of his survival.

Secretary Jin didn't dare to respond, and his arrogant expression just now became cautious staring at the two, although he didn't speak, everyone could see that he was already a little nervous.

"I'm not defeated yet!" Zhengjun snorted coldly and rushed over again, this time, his movements were faster and his moves were more violent, and he really looked like he couldn't die in the heart of the Yellow River.

Without a trace of self-knowledge, Xiao Qiufeng didn't even bother to look at it, his body suddenly jumped up, and a frontal heavy foot had already stepped on, Zhengjun's arms blocked, but who knew that the power of this foot was not something he could resist, and his arms were trampled on his face, not to mention, he even left half a shoe print.

And under this gravity attack, his body exploded back, and he hit the wall all the way before he stopped, although he was not injured, but it was obvious that his limbs were shaking, and his strength was exhausted, and he could no longer fight.

Compared with his sweaty appearance, Xiao Qiufeng is as leisurely and elegant as a walk, and the victory or defeat is of course very obvious.

"Let your old man come over, you're so bad." This was supposed to be a truth, but Zhengjun seemed to be stimulated, and his body, which had exhausted his strength, shook with anger, and there was an outburst.

"I can fight again!" roared, he didn't even admit defeat, sure enough, he had the martial virtues of the Korean nation, and he refused to admit defeat with a dead face.

Xiao Qiufeng was really annoyed.

Looking at the shameless performance of this taekwonxing master, there was already a few more indifferent coldness on his face, he didn't want him to be injured, but he didn't expect that if he didn't let him lie down, it seemed that this battle would be endless.

The hand has been stretched out, holding his long fist, a kick has been kicked on his knee, everyone only heard a "click", as if it was the sound of broken bones, Xiao Qiufeng's body sank, and he had not yet landed, and another leg had already hit fiercely, this time, no matter how hard Zhengjun blocked it, it had no effect.

The body was like an explosion of electricity, and it hit the wall very strongly, not only hitting the wall, but even half of the body had been embedded in it, and between the mouth and nose, wisps of blood appeared, and I believe that there is absolutely no combat power.

The voice was roaring angrily, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't struggle out of the wall, this kind of inner strength, how could he be a person like him who was self-righteous with just a few taekwons could bear it.

Not only that, but his legs, it is estimated that there is no hope of full healing, give him a chance, but he is not sure, this is the lesson.

At this time, he actually scolded loudly, making the government attaché who was watching from the sidelines blushing so much that he was ashamed of himself, the master who boasted just now was so virtuous that even Secretary Jin lowered his head and was speechless.

Xiao Qiufeng raised his hand, and the power of the glittering sword heart had already been sent out, and everyone only heard two "swoops", and the knife qi seeped into the wall, like a treasure knife sharpening iron like clay, splitting the entire wall through a door, and Zhengjun was buried with the falling bricks, only one head was exposed, twitching silently.

At this moment, don't say scolding, even breathing, it is estimated that it is a little difficult.

"Quick, quick, help Zhengjun-" Secretary Jin saw that the situation was not good, and he had already rushed forward, he didn't expect that the strength of this Chinese man was so strong, just now he bragged, saying that a punch can penetrate the wall, and now it's good, Zhengjun was punched by someone and embedded in the wall, it's incredible.

Several attachés immediately removed the bricks, carried the unconscious Jeongjun out, and immediately sent him to the hospital.

Sima Luo had already stepped forward and said very politely: "Secretary Jin, I have already said that Zhengjun is unwell, you see just now, he vomited a lot of blood, I believe there should be a problem with his lungs, you must check it carefully, otherwise your country will lose an excellent talent." ”

A genius who can't afford to lose, and scolds when he loses!

Of course, Secretary Jin could hear this mocking tone, so he was embarrassed to stay any longer, bowed to Sima Luo, and said: "Mr. Sima, forgiveness cannot accompany each other, everyone please rest, if necessary, just ask the hotel, tomorrow the mayor will come to see him in person, and then have other exchanges." ”

It's very embarrassing to leave, but it is undeniable that the attitude is much better, at least there is no self-righteous arrogance when I first met, and it is really a good person who is bullied by others, and a horse is good at being ridden, only when they are beaten painfully, do you know what respect is.

Xiao Qiufeng is only a nominal member of the group, of course he doesn't need to speak, everything is handled by Sima Luo, but Sima Luo is really happy, this competition, although it is only a short ten minutes, has greatly raised China's national prestige, let these sticks know that their taekwondo is just a fart.

Driving the car, Xiao Qiufeng was invited to the restaurant opened by the Chinese like an old lady, and ordered a table full of dishes, although Xiao Qiufeng did it, but the face was his, this kind of refreshing thing, of course, did not care about spending more money.

"Brother, you're welcome, it's not enough to scream, I've been holding my breath for a long time, and finally solved it once, it's really fucking cool, watching you beat that stick, even I want to step forward and kick it, this group of little cheats, let them see, what is a master."

said that he was dancing, but Xiao Qiufeng didn't even look at him, he just tasted the Chinese flavor of a foreign country very carefully, although it can't be compared with the dishes of domestic hotels, but at least it is better than the local dishes here, those soups and soups are better, and they can be full.

Seeing that Xiao Qiufeng was indifferent, Sima Luo asked with some embarrassment: "Qiufeng, what are you doing with a face, are you injured, you have to be careful, that old Wang Ba is estimated to come in person tomorrow." ”

The old Wang Ba in his mouth is probably talking about Zheng Taixuan, the leader of the martial arts world of country H.

"It's not challenging, okay, you don't have to worry, I don't care about anything else, but I'll deal with this person, taekwondo is too bad, if it's too bad, I'll be disappointed if it's just a few hits." If he only has this ability, he can just call a member of the Divine Warrior Team to come over, and he can do it, so why should he come over in person.

Hearing Xiao Qiufeng's words, Sima Luo also smiled and said: "Qiufeng, it's okay, you know, only you can help me with this, don't be too careless, since Zheng Taixuan has such a good reputation, it means that there are still a few moments." ”

Xiao Qiufeng shook his head and said, "For me, a few moments are not enough, at least I have to have the same skills as the old ghost of Zuoten, then it is worth my hands." ”

When Sima Luo heard this, he was very shocked, of course he also knew that the surname Zuo Teng was the family of the Yamaguchi League, and the Yamaguchi League had been destroyed recently.