Just when Pu Sanshun was about to kick Chu Nan, a layer of three-inch body protection spirit wall was stimulated and automatically appeared, like a veil and a shadow, seemingly a thin layer, but it was an insurmountable gap.

How hard Park Sanshun kicked this kick, how big the counter-injury was, and only the crisp sound of fractures could be heard throughout the taekwondo gym.

"Ahh

Park Sanshun screamed, everyone saw that his kicked out right leg seemed to hit a wall, and the calf was directly folded in half, Park Sanshun fell to the ground, making a chilling scream, and the injury on the leg was more terrifying than a comminuted fracture!

From beginning to end, Chu Nan never made a move!

The audience stood silent, and then erupted in cheers like never before.

"This is a master, this is a master, this is too powerful!"

"Lying grass, that's the sweeping monk's body protection qi wall!"

"Nima, this is too scary, isn't it?"

"Chain mail?"

Everyone was in an uproar, Jin Yong's influence was an era, the Chinese in the world who don't know Jin Yong, where there are Chinese, there is a legend of the sweeping monk, the invincible image, as if jumping on the paper, vivid.

And now, a master comparable to the legendary sweeping monk appeared, and everyone was frightened and excited.

Many reporters showed frightened expressions, and the cameraman carrying the "spear and cannon" almost fell.

The BBC and other foreign reporters were stunned, what is science? This is special kung fu! Chinese kung fu! Go to the special code taekwondo, what a garbage thing.

The live broadcast room of the live kicking process has exploded, and the barrage 6666666 has popped up frantically, and everyone is trembling.

"Master Gangjin, are you a master of Gangjin?" Park Sanshun bared his teeth, holding the broken half of his leg, and kept twitching.

"Gang Jin?" Chu Nan smiled, this may be the name of their martial arts practitioners!

Protecting the body spirit wall, this is an ability that slowly appears after he breaks through to the consummation of the earth master, similar to a person's nervous reaction, it will only appear automatically after being stimulated by the outside world, and can even rebound damage to a certain extent.

Those ordinary Taekwondo disciples, with all their strength, didn't even have the qualifications to trigger the body protection spirit wall! Park Sanshun only barely triggered a trace of the spirit wall.

Chu Nan walked up to Park Sanshun step by step and slowly squatted down.

"You...... It turns out that you are a peerless master!" Park Sanshun trembled, knowing that he had provoked a behemoth.

"Get on your knees and apologize to everyone!"

"What?"

"I said you, get on your knees and apologize to everyone. ”

"No...... No...... I can't apologize enough. Park Sanshun trembled, he didn't dare to apologize, otherwise he would be killed by his titular God of War master father when he returned to China.

"Smack!" Chu Nan slapped Park Sanshun on the left side of his face, bringing out a few teeth.

"To say or not to say?"

"I ...... I...... Can't say ......"

"Smack!" Chu Nan slapped Park Sanshun on the right side of his face again, bringing out a few teeth.

"To say or not to say?"

"I ...... I...... Don't dare to say ......"

"Smack!" Chu Nan slapped Park Sanshun in the face several times in a row, and his mouth full of teeth was about to fall out.

The scene of violence, but no one came out to stop it, and they were even clapping!

There's no way, who made this group of sticks too rude, pulled everyone's hatred, and even crooked nuts couldn't stand it.

"To say or not to say?"

"I ......" Park Sanshun's face was swollen like a pig's head, but he still didn't dare to say it with a sad face.

"Do you want to smoke single or ten?" Chu Nan slapped Park Sanshun in the face, snorted coldly, and gently pressed his hand on the ground, and a terrifying palm print appeared on the floor made of heavy solid wood.

"If I ...... Say, my master will kill me!"

"If you don't say it, I'll kill you right now, do you believe it or not?"

Park Sanshun weighed one or two, gritted his teeth and trembled: "I was wrong!"

"Smack, louder, kneel on the ground and apologize!" Chu Nan slapped again, picked up the microphone by the way, and put it on the ground.

Park Sanshun wanted to cry without tears, knowing that he was dead horizontally and vertically, so he simply gritted his teeth and picked up the microphone tremblingly.

This is the microphone he prepared when he forced Huang Taiji just now, but now it is his turn to use it, I have to say, feng shui takes turns.

With a "poof", Park Sanshun really knelt on the ground in front of the domestic and foreign media and in front of the entire taekwondo gym.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked down on Kung Fu!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked down on Kung Fu!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked down on Kung Fu!"

Park Sam-soon's slightly prostration-hoarse voice spread throughout the taekwondo gym, and the high-power amplifier expanded the words repeated three times to everyone could hear them clearly, drowning out all the noise.

The trip was a success!

Chu Nan walked to the glass door alone, and glanced up, a heavy plaque about two meters wide and nearly five meters long was written with several big characters of Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance "North Korean Taekwondo Hall".

smiled disdainfully, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, I saw Chu Nan kicking off the plaque with a somersault, and the plaque fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"I do what I say, from today onwards, no taekwondo gym is allowed in Beitian City, otherwise, there should be such a plaque!"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Nan stepped down, and the solid wood plaque more than ten centimeters thick was torn apart and turned into a pile of sawdust.

Chu Nan left without any nostalgia.

In the audience, an old man looked at his back tremblingly, and said tremblingly: "Chen Zhen!"

Chen!

That's right, Chen Zhen!

Chen Zhen kicked and smashed the plaque of "The Sick Man of East Asia", how similar it is to Chu Nan.

Both are strong.

The BBC cameraman knelt down in the direction Chu Nan had left and shouted in not very fluent Chinese: "God, please take me as an apprentice, I want to learn Chinese Kung Fu!"

It's a pity that Chu Nan has long since gone away, leaving only a back with his back to life.

"Yes, learn kung fu, we have to learn kung fu too!"

A group of people enthusiastically discussed kung fu, and finally found that the Tai Chi they abandoned turned out to be a traditional culture that had been inherited for more than a thousand years.

The whole taekwondo gym was boiling, and they applauded wildly, especially the sponsors who were beaten, and their hands were as red as pig's trotters, and they were still applauding.

Internet café!

There were five elementary school students with red scarves sitting, and they were about to take a look at the female anchor after going dark, but they accidentally discovered the whole process of a certain anchor live broadcasting Chu Nan's kicking the gym.

Suddenly, five red scarves and ten eyes stared at the screen and were reluctant to let go.

After a long time, a primary school student suddenly rushed out of the Internet café and shouted: "I want to learn martial arts!"

"Go to the cf of the horse, go to the online game of the. ”

"Three good students who go to step on horses. ”

"Go to the junior high school exam for the horse. ”

"I'm going to learn martial arts. ”

"I'm going to learn how to kick the gym. ”

"There is a taekwondo class at the entrance of the second small gate of the city, go, fuck go to the gym. ”

......

In the men's dormitory of a university, a college student who originally watched the Internet accidentally saw the whole process of a certain anchor's live broadcast of Chu Nan's kicking in the gym.

Excited bones got up, dancing with their hands, and their blood was boiling.

"I want to learn kung fu!"

"This is the palm!"

"I have a slap that can kill all things in the heavens!"

"To say or not to say?"

"Pop" He slapped excitedly on the face of his sleeping roommate on the upper bunk, and a red slap print appeared.

"To say or not to say?"

"Slap" he slapped the upper bunk roommate's face again, and left a slap print, the roommate was stunned, woke up from the dream, looked at the lower bunk that almost fell into madness, and was at a loss.

"Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?"

......

Stick country media, crazy!

Countless sticks, crazy!

Park Sam-soon, how can you be so undisciplined?

Are you still waiting for you to kick the gym?

As a result, you knelt down directly in front of many media, and you were embarrassed and thrown to the world.

It won't be long before the whole world will know about the fact that you are kneeling towards the sky.

On a certain high-rise building, an old man leisurely watched the sunrise, making tea and drinking, so indifferent.

A middle-aged man approached the old man cautiously and with a fanatical look, this ordinary old man was their spiritual pillar, the Korean god of war.

"The president wants to visit you about Park Sam-soon's failure,"

"Needless to say, Sanshun is just a nominal disciple of mine, if it weren't for the face of the old man, how could he come nonsense, borrow my name, insult my prestige, and should be killed!"

"The president's side,"

"I will personally go to the Celestial Empire and destroy all traces!"

(End of chapter)