Chapter Twenty-Eight: What Kind of Martial Arts Are You?

Jin Shengguo was lying on the ground at this time, coughing violently, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He looked at Wu Fan with frightened eyes, as if he was looking at a monster. He lost, not in the light of the enemy! It was the first time he had met someone with such terrifying speed and strength. His fighting experience, taekwondo fighting skills, under the speed and power of the opponent, are completely useless.

He is indeed underestimating the enemy, but he feels that even if he is not underestimating the enemy, he will not be able to defeat Wu Fan! People simply grabbed and punched him and lost his combat effectiveness!

He had a broken sternum and was seriously injured, and although it was not fatal, it was estimated that he would be in the hospital for a month or two.

Those people on the field all dropped their jaws, and everyone thought that the person who was OK in a move was Wu Fan, but it turned out to be Jin Shengguo. Even the people in the Bajiquan Martial Arts Hall felt that Wu Fan was going to be defeated in an instant, but they didn't expect that Wu Fan had created a miracle, oh no, it should have shown them his extraordinary strength!

"I'm not dreaming? A master of the third rank of a black belt in taekwondo was knocked out by a punch from a student in our Bajiquan martial arts gym? ā€

"My God, why is the power of his fist so great, one punch knocked Jin Shengguo vomiting blood and flying upside down. My God, I guess it's a natural power. ā€

"Could he be the legendary internal force?"

"The power of this fist can be compared to the boxing champion Tyson!"

The people on the side of the Bajiquan Martial Arts Gym all looked at Wu Fan in shock, looking incredible. Even coaches such as Chen Jianfei and Wang Bo were stunned.

"This kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a taekwondo black belt master can't hold two moves under his hands, my God!" Chen Jianfei felt that his throat was about to choke. I was almost speechless.

"Coach Kim actually lost! I can't believe it. ā€

"How is it possible, he's just a student, how can he be so powerful." The students in the taekwondo gym exclaimed in disbelief. However, the facts are in front of you, and you lost, and you lost very badly.

"Taekwondo, hehe, but that's it!" Wu Fan looked at everyone present in taekwondo with disdain and said softly.

The original words are returned, and they are slapped in the face!

Wu Fan's words made the taekwondo people present all ashamed and angry, before they underestimated the Bajiquan martial arts gym and ridiculed others, but now it's okay, handsome for only three seconds, and they were slapped in the face in an instant, and they were beaten into pigs' heads.

"That's it, now that you've lost, you're the real sick man!"

"Now that I know the strength of our Chinese martial arts, what's the matter, now I'm not arrogant, and I don't accept it and continue to send people up." The students here in the Bajiquan Martial Arts Hall saw that Wu Fan had won, and he had won so neatly and so shockingly, and they didn't forget to sarcastically go back one by one.

"Okay, now that you've lost, I hope you can fulfill our bet just now." Wu Fan looked at Jin Shengguo and said coldly.

"I lost, so I apologize for looking down on Huaxia martial arts and your Bajiquan martial arts gym before, and sincerely apologize." Jin Shengguo is not a person who plays tricks, and with the support of the two students, he bowed deeply to Wu Fan and them. Because of the injuries on his body, he coughed violently. Blood spilled out of his mouth again.

"Senior Wu Fan, I don't know if I can ask you a question?" Jin Shengguo looked at Wu Fan and asked, from looking down on Wu Fan to now respecting Wu Fan unusually.

"What, you say." Wu Fan said lightly.

"What kind of martial arts are yours?" Jin Shengguo looked forward to it, he wanted to know what kind of martial arts he had beaten, and he felt that it was definitely not Bajiquan.

"Qigong, do you understand?" Wu Fan lied casually.

"Qigong?" Jin Shengguo's pupils shrank, and he looked confused, he hadn't heard it.

"Hehe, you better hurry up and go to the hospital, don't die here. As for the final apology, let your students do it for you at the door. Wu Fan said coldly.

"Thank you, thank you." Kim Seung-guk's weak way.

Wu Fan's words made Jin Shengguo and the others turn pale, because that sentence was really unspeakable! It's a shame.

However, under the gaze of the Bajiquan martial arts hall and others, they still stood at the door of the Bajiquan martial arts hall in unison, and one by one the taekwondo people shouted in unison: "We are waste dogs, we are Dongya sick men!" ā€

At this time, all the taekwondo people buried their heads in the lowest, and their voices were very small, as small as mosquitoes, because it was too shameful!

"Hehe, haven't you all eaten? Or are you all cowards who don't even have the strength to speak? Wu Fan stood in front of them and mocked.

Wu Fan's words made Jin Shengguo and the others face hot.

"We are waste dogs, we are the sick man of Dongya!" A dozen sticks in taekwondo uniforms screamed loudly, their faces turned green.

On the street, those passers-by stopped to watch when they saw this scene.

"Damn, what's going on? How can these sticks call themselves waste dogs and call themselves sick men? ā€

"I know, I must have lost the competition with the people of the Bajiquan Martial Arts Gym, you see, these sticks really can't beat us Huaxia."

"Hehe, interesting, I'm going to post it on the Internet!"

After Jin Shengguo's students finished shouting, they carried Jin Shengguo and ran away.

After seeing Jin Shengguo and them running away, everyone in the Bajiquan Martial Arts Hall burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, it hurts and hurts, these sticks were slapped in the face by our Comrade Wu Fan, and in the end they had to suffer the consequences, they proved to the world that they are the sick man of Dongya!" A student said excitedly.

"Wu Fan, you are so powerful, I really didn't expect it, you are even better than the coaches. Hang Kim Seung-kook up and fight, it's too powerful. Wu Fanda, do you still accept apprentices? ā€

"Wu Fan, why is your strength so great?"

They all came up one by one and said to Wu Fan with gossips. Some are sycophants, some are inquiring about the news, and some are eager to kneel down and apprentice.

Everyone is impressed by Wu Fan, especially the dozen or so coaches, looking at Wu Fan's eyes is looking at the eyes of their predecessors! Because Wu Fan is stronger than them, even the old owner of the Bajiquan Martial Arts Gym is estimated to be no match for Wu Fan.

"Wu Fan, is the qigong you just said true?" Chen Jianfei walked up to Wu Fan and asked. You know, there is really qigong in this world, but it's not so magical.

"Haha, no, just say it to that Jin Shengguo, the reason why I defeated him is that I rely on my strength." Wu Fan scratched the back of his head and smiled.

Wu Fan's words plugged everyone's mouths. Because they also saw just now that Wu Fan really didn't have any fighting skills, he grabbed Jin Shengguo's right foot with his reaction speed, and then knocked Jin Shengguo to death with one punch. It's simple, it's clean.

"Alright, I want to go home, bye-bye." Wu Fan wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and for Chen Jianfei's various inquiries, he just said that he had great strength, and this reason was also in the past.

One punch knocked someone vomiting blood, can you not have much strength?