Chapter 34: The True Meaning of Martial Arts

"In my opinion, your taekwondo is just a fancy action for children to fight, lacking a true interpretation of martial arts!" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and even the taekwondo teacher couldn't help frowning, and the last bit of mercy for him was gone, and he snorted coldly.

"Yelang is arrogant, thinking that if he fights too little gangsters, it will be great?" Zhang Xiaoyu pouted and said disdainfully.

Chen Qingai shook his head, "Zhuo Bufan, you are still so ignorant, is face really more important than life?" If you were willing to apologize to Wang Shao, it wouldn't have been in this situation. ”

Wang Xiong scolded: "I don't know whether I live or die, I dare to say that taekwondo is a flower fist embroidered leg, this is an official Olympic event!" ”

When the other students heard Zhuo Bufan's words, they also turned their heads to each other, saying that Zhuo Bufan was too arrogant, and he had to be hard before he died, and he would definitely be repaired by Senior Bao later.

"Shut up, you dare to insult Taekwondo!" Anger rose in Bao Junkai's eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and stared at Zhuo Bufan fiercely.

Senior Bao grew up in a general family, very inferior in school, often bullied in junior high school to collect protection money, and later learned taekwondo, studied hard every day, and finally achieved something in high school, and became him to collect other people's protection money.

Later, he became the president of the Taekwondo Club by virtue of his status as a black belt in Taekwondo, and the people he came into contact with were all the school's influential students, and ordinary students had to respect him when they saw him.

Now Zhuo Bufan's words are tantamount to saying that his reliance is worthless, how can he bear this breath!

"Taekwondo black belt is the highest rank in Muay Thai, and it is the ultimate test of the student's body and mind, which means that the skills have matured, and the psychology is not afraid of the dark. Senior Bao scolded sharply.

"Senior Bao, hurry up and make a move, beat this guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

"Now you are clever and tongue-in-cheek, wait a minute, don't kneel on the ground and call grandpa!"

"Damn, people who can brag have seen it, but I've never seen someone hanged like this, Senior Bao, kill him."

Boys are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and as for the girls who know Zhuo Bufan, they all know that he is just the most ordinary sling boy in the school, and no one will sympathize with him.

Bao Junkai snorted coldly, suddenly slammed on the ground with his right foot, and the whole person flew up in the air, his body rotated in a beautiful and chic way in the air, his left leg hit straight, like a steel whip swept towards Zhuo Bufan's face, and the cuffs were filled with wind-blown bulging, impeccable volley kicks.

This move is very difficult in taekwondo skills, and it is equal speed and power, and it seems to want to smash Zhuo Bufan's mouth with a single kick.

"Wow~~! So handsome! The girl screamed.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, one in his hand, like a swimming dragon, grabbed Bao Junkai's ankle like lightning, pinched it gently, and shook it gently!

Bao Junkai's face changed greatly, his eyes showed a look of horror, in front of Zhuo Bufan's strength, he was like a rag doll, he was thrown out directly, hit the wall, bounced to the ground with a bang, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

"Vulnerable!" Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly.

The audience was silent, the faces of Wang Xiong and Wang Ziping were 10,000 times more ugly than swallowing, and they were stunned on the spot and lost their ability to think!

Chen Qingai's eyes showed a look of shock, he opened his cherry mouth slightly, and looked at Zhuo Bufan with some incredulity, is this still the weak student who only promises and doesn't even dare to quarrel loudly with others?

When she and Zhuo Bufan were in their first year of high school, they had a young love, Zhuo Bufan was just a soft egg who was bullied, when did he become so powerful, was it because I dumped him, let him be ashamed, and secretly went to learn martial arts?

Zhang Xiaoyu had a cold face, pursed his lips and said, "Isn't it just that you can fight, what is there to show off." But his heart suddenly moved, "If Zhuo Bufan's family can have millions of assets, it may be a good object, but it's a pity that his mother is just an ordinary servant, hey." ”

"Big Brother Fan is so powerful." Only Zhang Tongtong was pretty, with a look of adoration and excitement on his face.

As for the other students, they all opened their mouths wide, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief, Bao Junkai, who was bragging just now, was thrown out by Zhuo Bufan in a single shot, this guy has so much strength?

"As I said, taekwondo is just a skill of embroidering legs, and the real national art is the essence of the martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom, and the martial arts culture accumulated in the Dragon Kingdom for 5,000 years is not as good as the country with a history of only a few hundred years." Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said with some disappointment.

In his previous life, he often read martial arts novels, and later he also learned some about the history of the Dragon Kingdom's national arts, and knew that Chinese martial arts were broad and profound, but because of the development of the times and the advent of the era of thermal weapons, the national arts were greatly impacted.

To give you an obvious example, if you have been practicing martial arts for 30 years, you can kick a willow tree with a big bowl and punch a concave steel plate, but can you resist a bullet?

It is precisely because of this that the national art is gradually declining, and not many people are willing to seriously study and study the national art culture, coupled with the invasion of other countries' cultures, taekwondo, Muay Thai, Israeli martial arts, etc., no one wants to learn boring squatting and horse steps and other kung fu.

"Nonsense!" The taekwondo teacher stared at Zhuo Bufan and said coldly: "What qualifications do you have as a little student to make a big deal out here?" ”

"You hurt a classmate, believe it or not, I reported to the student management committee and expelled you?" The taekwondo teacher said with his fists clenched.

Zhuo Bufan looked at him coldly, "If Bao Junkai injured me, would you say that it was just a little accident in my studies, and if I hurt him now, you want to make me unable to read?" ”

"Nonsense, I'm ...... How could I do this, you not only injured your classmates, but also insulted taekwondo. The taekwondo teacher clenched his fists and said, "Do you have a kind of competition with me?" ”

In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan is nothing more than a little stronger, and Bao Junkai may be careless before being thrown out by Zhuo Bufan, he is a black belt fifth, and he can beat Bao Junkai twice, he doesn't believe that Zhuo Bufan is really so powerful.

Bao Junkai was lying on the ground and had been helped up by his classmates, his face was like ashes, he saw Zhuo Bufan knock down more than a dozen gangsters yesterday, he didn't release the water just now, but took out all his strength, but Zhuo Bufan actually threw him out directly, and smashed his most proud thing!

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said in his heart: "You only think that I have great strength and fast speed, how do you know that this is the true meaning of martial arts, and martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable!" I can hit you faster than you, I can beat you with more strength than you, what do you use to fight me? ”

"Let me educate you well today." The physical education teacher said, suddenly pulling out his legs, no fancy posture, just a leg whip, but faster, the wind gusted.

Zhuo Ran stepped out and slammed on his calf, only to hear a crisp click, the shin bone was broken and pierced the flesh, and the physical education teacher fell to the ground and rolled a few times, holding the tears, saliva, and snot that hurt from his calf.