On the Chelsea Football Club's internal training ground, there is no longer an atmosphere of talking and laughing.

In fact, Wang Li looked down on Yue himself in his heart, and he did not participate in his judo training with his teammates these days. But overall, he still has a good impression of this Ono Saburo, at least his surname is good, he can get along well with his teammates, and he knows his position, and he doesn't say much about his lack of judo training.

However, he doesn't pay much attention to this judo technique.

On his first day at Chelsea Football Club, Ono also took part in half-hour judo training and gained some basic knowledge of the external moves involved.

In Wang Li's view, this kind of technique that has been passed down since the beginning of history, not to mention compared with the Chinese authentic Taoism and Buddhism, is far inferior to some Chinese foreign refining methods.

Although in the 21st century, in the era of scientific and technological development, most of the traditional Chinese martial arts culture has been lost in the long river of history, but he believes that even some superficial Xingyi boxing, Tai Chi boxing, incomplete Shaolin moves, low-level internal strength cultivation methods, etc., are much stronger than this simple judo, especially in real battles.

If it is a real free fighting competition, perhaps those European and American men who are born with a strong physique and have professionally trained boxing skills are really difficult to deal with, but no matter how powerful Judo is, it is just a small way, and it is only a partial method for the broad and profound Chinese martial arts.

Therefore, when Wang Li, who was deaf and clear-sighted, was training free kicks, when he heard this person say that there was nothing powerful about Chinese martial arts, he immediately became angry -- how could the precious wealth left over from the 5,000-year-old history of China be compared with such a thing as judo!?

Or even 'inferior'!?

This is a serious insult to Chinese martial arts!!

......... "Judo? What's that! ”

"Chinese martial arts is broad and profound, how can you know it?"

People fall with the sound.

After the sonorous and powerful two sentences, Wang Li walked to the middle of the players with Ling Bo in small steps, and looked at this person who had just insulted Chinese martial arts with disdain, in his opinion, this person was really short-sighted!

Saburo Ono, who had just been shocked by these two sentences, was stunned, and then saw that the black-haired kid from the Chelsea team was already standing in front of him, he didn't know what he had offended this kid, and said suspiciously: "Chinese martial arts?" ”

It seems that he still hasn't reacted to what Wang Li is talking about.

Wang Li glanced at Ono Saburo with disdain, turned around and paced, and said slowly: "Chinese martial arts has a long history, just the historical records can be traced back to the period of the Seven Heroes for hegemony, whether it is Taoist meditation or Buddhism's meditation, whether it is internal or external strength, it can exercise people's perseverance and health preservation, and the way of technical attack is just a sideline. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Li turned his head to look at Ono Saburo and said, "And your judo is just a technique of attacking, in Chinese martial arts, it is not a popular move at all, how can it be compared with Chinese martial arts!?" ”

Ono Saburo also reacted at this time, only to know that this black-haired kid was refuting his own point of view, in fact, what he said just now was just a casual brag and fart with the players, he didn't know anything about the kung fu spread in China, but when he heard the refutation of the black-haired kid in front of him, and said that the essence of the empire Judo was not a way to hit the stream at all, he was still angry!

"What's so awesome about that kind of fancy move? How can it be compared to judo!? Saburo Ono asked directly and loudly.

"Judo? I don't bother to learn at all, that kind of technique is simply a sideshow, even if I practice deeply, I can't resist the power of a martial arts master's blow at all! ”

The art of judo is the pursuit of Saburo Ono in the first half of his life, and when he heard that the black-haired boy in front of him was 'unrepentant', and he was so detractord of his own country, he was even more angry, "Since Chinese martial arts are so powerful, why can you hardly find Chinese in the World Free Fighting Championship?" ”

Hearing this statement in front of him, Wang Li remembered his master Xuzhuzi in his previous life, and his heart was slightly low, and said: "How can you care about fame and fortune in the world when you practice martial arts to a high depth?" In front of the Martial Arts Grandmaster, those free fighting competitions were almost as ridiculous as childish naughty fights, how could they participate in that kind of competition? ”

Saburo Ono held back for a long time, and he didn't think of how to refute it, his face was flushed, in front of so many stars, if he was killed by this black-haired boy, then the thinking of these influential stars would definitely be nailed here - where does the face of this be?

Even his second Olympic child, Saburo Ono, will become a sinner in this book.

Thinking of this, Ono Saburo couldn't help but anxiously asked: "What do you mean by this that you know that there are martial arts masters in China now?" Who is it? ”

Wang Li didn't answer at all, just curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said word by word with disdain: "You know it's too superficial, I think it's a shame to discuss martial arts with an ignorant person like you!" ”

After saying this, Wang Li turned around and prepared to continue the free kick training, and it was meaningless to discuss martial arts with this kind of person who didn't know anything.

At this time, the Chelsea players next to them all regarded the quarrel between the two as lively, in the club, such powerful gossip is rare, and in the dialogue between the two, they also felt that Wang Li said more reasonable, how to say that the mysterious ancient oriental country has also been passed down for thousands of years, how can martial arts not be as good as Judo!?

Even the assistant coach Mr. Clark and several coaches from the coaching staff ran over when they saw that there was a quarrel here, but when they saw that it was Wang Li and the interim coach Mr. Saburo Ono who seemed to be 'discussing martial arts', they didn't interject, and everyone watched with relish.

However, in front of so many 'foreign friends', Ono Saburo, who was blocked by Wang Li and had nothing to say, felt that he had lost face, if this matter ended like this today, it would definitely be a shame for him, and Ono Saburo, who was very patriotic, would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

So, Ono Saburo shouted directly at Wang Li's back: "You are simply making things up, and Judo in this book must be much stronger than China's fancy show!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Li froze, turned his head and squinted at the red-faced Yue himself behind him, and after a few seconds, he turned around, put his hands around and raised the corners of his mouth, and said: "Since you say so, I will let you see what the real Chinese martial arts are." ”

Ono Saburo shook his head and said, "You mean to challenge me?" ”

"Challenging you?" A funny look flashed on Wang Li's face, he shook his head, and said, "It should be said that it is to give you a chance to challenge me, although I have only learned a little bit of my own sect's skin, but I think that to deal with you, one foot is enough." As he spoke, Wang Li also looked down at his right foot.

At this time, the members of the coaching staff and teammates next to them also heard the meaning of the two words, and they all came over to dissuade Wang Li with anxious faces, in their opinion, this 17 and a half years old, a black-haired boy who has been doing football training since he was a child, is impossible to win the second Judo Olympic child in 96, if there is any injury in the fight between the two, it will be even worse, you know, Wang Li is now an undoubted superstar of Chelsea, how can he fight with people casually?

Especially the main coach Clark is even more anxious, he doesn't want to let Wang Li get injured because of today's incident, although listening to the team's No. 2 goalkeeper Thomas. Clark said that this brunette kid knows Chinese kung fu, but even if he really beats this guy, it can't be more important than his body!

And the players who usually have good relations with Wang Li also came to dissuade them, they don't care about the life or death of the person, Wang Li is the most important. Among them, only Thomas is indifferent, he has seen Wang Li's power, 4 or 5 English men have been leveled by him 3 or 2, he has also learned Fuhu Boxing, and he can be regarded as the successor of Chinese kung fu, so to speak, Ono Saburo's statement is an insult to him, so he also hopes that Wang Li can teach this himself, besides, he doesn't think that this horizontal development of himself can cause any harm to his good friend.

And among them, several people also went to dissuade Saburo Ono and make him stop this ridiculous challenge. However, Saburo Ono, who felt that he and his country had been seriously insulted, would not give up easily, and he even felt that their dissuasion was because they knew the strength of the black-haired kid in front of him, and they were still shouting: "Do you dare to come?" I challenge you, what a joke! ”

In this way, after some dissuasion was ineffective, Wang Li repeatedly assured that he would not be injured, and then let the coach next to him feel a little at ease. However, assistant coach Mr. Clarke walked to the office building, and he planned to inform the head coach Mr. Mourinho and ask him to resolve the conflict.

Some players and coaches, seeing that they were powerless to stop this competition, could only drag a lot of mats and spread them between the two to protect Wang Li from falling and getting injured.

After the two of them stood still, everyone next to them still looked at Wang Li nervously, and they planned to stop this pointless duel as soon as they saw that this black-haired kid was the slightest chance of being injured.

……… Chelsea Football Club's internal training ground.

Wang Li put his hands in his hands and the corners of his mouth twitched, looking at the short man in front of him with disdain, while Ono Saburo was full of anger, he was already thinking about how to vent his anger for a while.

Saburo Ono certainly thought about the consequences, and if he really injured Chelsea's dance master, then the anger of the London fans was definitely not something he could resist, and he would have to return home after that. Even so, he didn't want to let go of the person in front of him who insulted him.

"What, come here, you don't dare to fight?" Wang Li looked at the red-faced man in front of him, and said easily and teasingly.

"Don't blame me for the injury!!"

Slightly calmed down, was thinking about returning home directly after injuring Wang Li, after hearing the words of the black-haired kid in front of him, anger directly filled his mind, he couldn't care about the future at all, and now it is the most important thing to teach the person in front of him a lesson.

So, everyone next to him saw the person in the field, and pounced directly at Wang Li, obviously he wanted to use judo moves, his hands tightened his opponent's waist, and put Wang Li directly to the ground.

Seeing this move, the players and coaches next to them also breathed a sigh of relief, the floor was covered with soft cushions, even if he fell to the ground, the black-haired boy was unlikely to be injured.

However, the next scene directly made the eyes of everyone next to him widen, even Jose who had just run over in the distance. Mourinho also stopped in surprise.

In the field, I saw that Wang Li seemed to gently swing out his right foot and kicked Ono Saburo in the stomach with a sensitive kick, and the latter stood still in place.

Time seems to freeze at this moment!!

The black-haired boy in the field was still holding his hands in his pockets, and the corners of his mouth still showed that disdainful smile, but his right foot kicked on his stomach, and the man himself had swollen eyes, raised his head in disbelief, and then his hands drooped weakly, as if his whole body was supported by the right foot that the black-haired boy kicked on his stomach.

At this time, no one knows how much pain Saburo Ono is suffering at this time.

Saburo Ono almost felt that all his internal organs had been kicked out by this kick, and now he had no power to do anything else, and his stomach was swollen and painful, let alone continue to attack, even standing up straight became a luxury.

'Am I going to die?' At this moment, Saburo Ono even felt that death was approaching him.

But that's just an illusion!

Wang Li's foot doesn't have any real martial arts moves at all, he just uses internal force to make his right foot more powerful, dealing with ordinary people like himself in front of him who don't have any internal force foundation at all, it couldn't be easier for Wang Li, and he also controls the strength, if he really uses all his strength, Ono Saburo is by no means simply fixed there, but directly flew out a few meters and fell to the floor!

In that case, although it will not be directly suffocated to death, it will definitely invade the internal force and suffer some internal injuries, which is difficult to cure in a modern hospital, and needs to be recuperated, recuperated, and recuperated all the time, then maybe Ono Saburo's second half of the year will be a tragedy.

It's too late, it's too fast, it's just a moment.

The entire internal training ground was silent, and everyone was stunned by this uneven strength of the competition, until now they had not reacted, and after a few seconds, Wang Li finally withdrew his right leg, but he was lying directly on the ground.

The corners of Wang Li's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to Ono Saburo, who was lying on the ground: "Chinese martial arts is broad and profound, how can an ignorant person like you know how powerful it is?" ”

After saying this, Wang Li turned around and walked directly towards the first-team training ground. Winning this kind of martial arts is really nothing to be proud of, and it is better to practice free kick skills these times.

It wasn't until this time that everyone in the training ground reacted, and they looked at the back of the black-haired boy, wondering if his long-range shot was so powerful, just look at the person lying on the ground.

Obviously, the winner is Wang Li!!

One kick, just one kick!!

'I think one kick is enough to deal with you!' Everyone next to him thought of what Wang Li had said before the competition, "He didn't say anything big, he really only used one kick." ’

At this time, the club's staff and several coaches also reacted, and immediately anxiously went to check the injury of Saburo Ono, who was still lying on the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

One of the coaches looked directly at Ono Saburo's face, and then breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his expression, and said with a relaxed heart: "There is still gas." ”

And of course gas!!

After the people next to him helped him up, Saburo Ono couldn't bear it anymore, and squatted directly on the ground and vomited, and the people around him were nauseous, and they hurriedly called the team's team doctor.

Fortunately, after a simple treatment, the team doctor said that there was nothing wrong with him, which made everyone present breathe a long sigh of relief.

At this time, among the players, Thomas. Clark is rightfully the protagonist.

"I'll just say Allen will win easily!" The big white man said with a proud face: "As for the person himself, how can he be Allen's opponent, you must know that the ...... that day" Saying this, Thomas paused and turned his head to look at his teammates who were staring at him.

"How was that day?"

"Say it quickly!"

"Thomas, what the hell is going on?"

…… Sure enough, there were many cheers, and there were quite a few people.

Thomas smiled with satisfaction, and then said unhurriedly: "At that time, I was still in the youth team of Wolverhampton with Allen, I was the backup goalkeeper, and he was already the main player of the team, at that time, we had just played a game against Manchester United's youth team, and we won ......"

"And then?" Frank with an inquisitive face. Frank Lampard.

"And then? That day, Harilson scored, oh, the same Harilson who now plays for Wolverhampton, and he used to be on the same team as us......."

"So what?" John, with a puzzled face. Terry.

"He scored a goal, said he was going to have a treat, so we went to the bar together......"

"Bars? Did you fight with the fans, and then Allen showed his might!? 'It's Frank Lampard again.

"Of course not, how can we fight with the fans!" Thomas vetoed with disdain.

"Could it be that there was an argument with someone else for the sake of a beautiful lady?"

At this time, Chelsea's 'Warcraft' Didier with a terrifying expression on his face. Drogba finally couldn't help it, and he complained: "Frank, can you stop interrupting all the time?" And, Thomas, to the point!! ”

"It's ......, it's ......," the teammates next to him also nodded and said next.

"And then after we finished drinking, Harrison and Pete were all lying on the ground, you don't know, how hilarious it was...... "Thomas said, smiling and turning his head to look at his teammates.

However, the teammates next to him didn't laugh at all, they all had a black ...... on their faces, "Okay, I'll get to the point." Taken aback by his teammates' expressions, Thomas hurriedly pulled the topic back and continued: "...... As we passed through an alleyway, we heard a few cries for help...... and as an upright Englishman, I always had to be upset, and I couldn't turn a blind eye to it, oh, I'm going to get to the point. Then Alan and I ......"

Finally, it took a while for the Chelsea players around Thomas to hear the 'long' story, a European favourite hero who saved the United States!!

The love affair of a prince and a princess!

The battle between the prince and the black dragon!

Fairy tales are written like this, they didn't expect this kind of thing to happen around them!

The fire of gossip spread instantly, and in the afternoon, even the club's president, Mr. Abramovich, knew about the unabridged version of 'Heroes Save America'......

(To be continued)