Chapter 239: A Master's Move
Seeing Feilong's extremely arrogant expression, Ye Feng sneered disdainfully: "Like Taylor, he is also an extremely fanatical narrow-minded. "It seems that in the eyes of these people, the martial arts they cultivate are the strongest, and the martial arts of other people are all some sideways.
Don't you know that their so-called martial arts are all inherited from ancient China? Now Feilong and the others are completely part of the class to get the axe, and to play with a big knife in front of the gate.
"You have long since declined, and you should retire from the stage of history." Feilong said proudly, in his concept, the taekwondo that is rampant in the world is the orthodoxy of martial arts, and the thousands of years of martial arts in China have long since disappeared, but as everyone knows, many super-first-class masters have already cultivated in seclusion and pursued a better martial arts realm.
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, it stands to reason that reaching the realm of the flying dragon is already considered well-informed, but at this moment, the appearance of the flying dragon is very naΓ―ve. "I'll send four words now, the frog at the bottom of the well." Ye Feng was really helpless, Feilong's current watch was like a frog at the bottom of the well, he could only see his own world.
"I'm going to have a discussion with you today, so that the world can witness who is the orthodox martial arts." The flying dragon said in a deep voice, as soon as the words fell, the flying dragon stepped on the ground with both feet, and the hard floor was stepped on by the flying dragon with countless tiny cracks, like cracked land. It can be seen from this that the flying dragon's leg kung fu is very good.
Ye Feng didn't bother to talk nonsense with a self-righteous villain like Feilong, so he waved his hand and said, "According to my observation, it seems that the moves you are using are not taekwondo, but somewhat similar to Huaxia martial arts. β
"As a grandmaster-level taekwondo master, I'll let you make three moves first, lest others say that I bully juniors, you can do it." The flying dragon, who had already shifted his center of gravity downward, waved his hand at Ye Feng, signaling that he could attack. Feilong calculated that as long as he could successfully defeat Ye Feng, Jinling City, and even the entire East China region, he would become the world of Taekwondo, and as one of the top ten grandmasters, he would be able to go to the next level.
In the audience, Old Man Lin spit out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "I heard that the name of Feilong, in South Korea, is considered to be a super-first-class master, known as the top ten grandmasters, extremely strong, and has defeated the master of martial arts, but I didn't expect him to run to Jinling City." β
Lin Fengtang and the others, who were looking forward to a wonderful battle, hurriedly asked, "So strong?" is known as the grandmaster, isn't Ye Shao very dangerous? β
Faced with a series of questions from Lin Fengtang and others, Old Man Lin pursed his lips and said disappreciatively: "Although I dare not say that I have seen strong winds and waves, but I have also seen many masters, I can say for sure that no one can surpass Ye Feng, he does not move, and his movement is like a storm, giving the other party the most violent blow, and he never uses fancy moves, but the most practical and effective moves." β
Lin Fengtang, who was curious by the wolfberry, continued to ask: "So strong? β
Old Man Lin smiled and said, "Those guys who claim to be grandmasters do have some skills, but if you compare them with Ye Feng, they are really not enough. Since I met Ye Feng, not only have I not been able to see through his details, but as time went by, I found that he was more mysterious and unfathomable. β
Just as Lin Fengtang was about to ask a question again, Ye Feng set off.
I saw Ye Feng walking in front of the flying dragon, stretched out his right hand very slowly, and pushed it towards the flying dragon, and the flying dragon also stretched out his right hand very slowly, stopping at a distance of ten centimeters from Ye Feng's palm, and then the two of them stood quietly in place, without any movement, it seemed that the two of them turned into statues at the same time.
Feilong's expression looked flat, but he was extremely shocked in his heart, Ye Feng's simple move successfully forced him to make a move, and he fell into a stalemate. You must know that the strongest thing about the flying dragon is the move attack, not the competition of internal force, and after only three minutes, the flying dragon is already a little difficult.
Compared with the flying dragon, Ye Feng is not very comfortable, the strength of the flying dragon is indeed very strong, even after Ye Feng retired, the first master he encountered, his strength was infinitely close to the upper level of the yellow level, however, what he met was Ye Feng, who had extremely strong internal strength, and for a while, neither of the two could gain the upper hand.
The audience wondered, what the hell are these two people doing? Is it more than concentration? Isn't that! These two guys were majestic when they first appeared, and everyone was expecting a fierce battle, and this scene appeared. The huge gap between expectations and reality makes everyone sigh.
Old Man Lin laughed and said, "It seems that there are few masters among the people present, and no one can see that Ye Feng and Feilong have fallen into a white-hot battle of life and death. β
Lin Fengtang and the others didn't see it, so they could only ask Old Man Lin for advice, and Lin Fengtang asked with a humble face: "Father, please advise." β
Old Man Lin didn't speak, but walked slowly to the martial arts arena with his hands behind his back, took a steel knife from the shelf next to him, and then walked towards Feilong and Ye Feng. Before he got close, Old Man Lin said loudly: "Don't misunderstand, I won't help anyone, I just want to open the eyes of those ignorant people in the audience." β
Old Man Lin is his own person, Ye Feng didn't react, and continued to compete with Feilong for internal strength.
Feilong couldn't calm down, and looked at the old man Lin who was holding a steel knife in front of him with a vigilant face, and the suspicious Feilong didn't know the origin of the old man Lin, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he could only stare at the old man Lin distractedly. This old guy is holding a cold and shining steel knife, if he gives himself a blow, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die, you know, the flying dragon who is busy competing with Ye Feng for internal strength has no extra strength to prevent other attacks.
Just by competing with Ye Feng for internal strength, Feilong was already struggling, let alone doing anything else.
Old Man Lin glanced at Feilong and said lightly: "Don't be so nervous, I know the unwritten rules between martial artists, the two are at war, and third parties are not allowed to interfere." So you can rest assured that you can compete, of course, if I give you a knife now, can you dodge it? β
The leaves of the flying dragon's lungs were about to explode, but he was helpless, so he could only watch Old Man Lin raise the steel knife and very slowly put the steel knife across the space between Ye Feng and the flying dragon's palms. Everyone in the audience couldn't understand what Old Man Lin was doing, but it looked very awesome.
Suddenly, Old Man Lin let go of his right hand holding the steel knife, and the steel knife was firmly suspended between Ye Feng and Feilong's palms, and at first glance, it seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force.
Old Man Lin turned around and stepped down from the stage, and just as Old Man Lin was about to sit down, the steel knife suspended in mid-air shattered in an instant, turned into countless fragments and flew around, nailed to the hard ground very neatly.
Seeing such a shocking scene, everyone in the audience realized that Ye Feng and Feilong, who didn't seem to have any movement, were fighting to the death, and the internal force between the two collided violently, and they could easily smash the steel knife and break it into countless small pieces.
Suddenly, the flying dragon burst into a loud shout, and the palm of his hand pushed forward violently, Ye Feng sneered disappreciably, and violently pushed the flying dragon more than a foot away, and a ravine on the ground that was drawn by the flying dragon's feet appeared.
"What a strong internal force." Feilong, who suffered a small loss in the internal force competition, exclaimed.
Ye Feng said lightly: "You have already lost half of it. β
"Presumptuous!" The flying dragon jumped up violently, like an eagle, and pounced on Ye Feng, turning his hands into sharp claws, grabbing Ye Feng's shoulders respectively.
Seeing the flying dragon's attack method, Ye Feng was slightly surprised, but soon regained his calm, originally taekwondo is the inheritance of Chinese martial arts, but many moves are not passed down in the world, so after taekwondo appeared, everyone thought that this was the unique martial arts of the Goryeo stick, but they didn't know that the source of taekwondo was Chinese martial arts.
"Eagle Claw Gong." While Ye Feng spoke, he also jumped up violently, and directly met him, his hands were connected by the wrong palm, and the black palm shadows, like closed dark clouds, directly shrouded the body of the flying dragon, and vaguely, a heavy impact sound could be heard, and after the palm shadow disappeared.
Ye Feng and Feilong landed at the same time, and the moves between the masters, whether it was speed or strength, had surpassed Superman, even if it was Old Man Lin, he didn't see clearly how the two of them moved, let alone others.
In everyone's opinion, Ye Feng and Feilong just fought in the air, and then fell to the ground.
"That's it?" Someone in the audience shouted, his tone a little dissatisfied.
"That's, isn't it? This is a master's move? I didn't see anything. β
The audience quarreled into a pot of porridge!
Old Man Lin said disdainfully: "Ignorant people, this is the so-called martial arts elite of Jinling City? No wonder Huaxia martial arts has declined, hey......" Finally, Old Man Lin let out a long sigh helplessly. "It's ridiculous that this group of people thought that the tricks between the masters were the same as those played in the movie." Old Man Lin shook his head helplessly, he was more sad for the martial arts community in Jinling City.
Ye Feng slowly moved his small steps, forcibly swallowed back the blood that reached his throat, and then said lightly: "I didn't expect that the taekwondo master used Huaxia martial arts, it's ridiculous." β
Feilong said: "You are the strongest martial artist I have ever met, there is no one. The top ten grandmasters of taekwondo, none of them can compare with you. But I want to know, when did a super-first-class master like you appear in the declining Chinese martial arts? β
Ye Feng said lightly: "There are still many things you don't know, the so-called Huaxia masters you have met are just some half-, real masters, you haven't even seen them." β
"I'm not reconciled!" The wyvern said in a deep voice, and suddenly, the wyvern spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground on his back.