"中国に来て、技術を愛する武術中国武術のような本格的な空手の本質をもたらします......"

Enjoying the attention of the audience, Miyamoto Yoshino spoke in a deep voice, and without the use of a microphone, the voice reverberated clearly throughout the stadium, which was indeed full of energy.

Someone next to him immediately translated: "Mr. Miyamoto said that this time I came to China to bring the most quintessential and authentic karate techniques to Chinese who love martial arts and martial arts." ”

"All along, the Chinese have lived in the martial arts dream they weave. What Shaolin Wudang, what Kongtong Emei, martial arts provide them with a good fantasy platform, but they are getting farther and farther away from real fighting and fighting. ”

"Forget the unrealistic flamboyance, I'm going to teach you the real karate technique, so that you can appreciate the world's best combat techniques, which are not comparable to the slow and soft aerobics. ”

The scene was a bit chaotic, some applauded, some were silent, and some whispered.

In modern society, martial arts are in decline. In fact, many people have doubts about whether national arts such as Taijiquan have actual combat power.

Especially from time to time, there are often some liars who claim to be Tai Chi masters, using extremely ridiculous means and extremely exaggerated acting skills to confuse the public, which makes this ancient martial art a layer of dust that should not be there.

This does not mean that in such a public occasion, there are foreigners who can openly slander, although it is not explicitly stated, but the slow swallowing of soft aerobics, clearly means something, and then think about the children's tai chi performance just now, many Chinese feel that their faces are red, and they bow their heads without brilliance.

Of course, there is also no shortage of Chinese who cheer loudly and cheer for Miyamoto Youshino.

Miyamoto Yushino paused, and didn't seem to be satisfied with the atmosphere of the scene, but didn't he applaud and cheer warmly?

lowered his face and said again.

The translator next to him changed his face slightly, and quickly smiled: "Mr. Miyamoto proposed that he is willing to have a friendly exchange with the martial arts colleagues present, he uses karate, and the opponent uses any other fighting techniques, so as not to hurt the harmony." ”

Hey?

Cui Shi vaguely felt that something was not right, because Miyamoto, the old man, had just said a few very simple words, how could he translate it for such a long time?

"That's not right!"

There was a man in the front row holding a child, handing over his daughter, who was about three or four years old, to his wife, who stood up and said loudly:

"Why don't you dare to translate directly? What he just said is, if you don't accept it, you will go up, Zhina pig!"

Rumble!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the huge stadium boiled instantly.

Whether Tai Chi has practical value, this matter may be questionable. But these three extremely insulting words, if they can still be sweetened, it is unless they are completely shameless.

Because these three words represent that humiliating history, a war of blood and fire, and an indelible national hatred.

Now, here, in the Jingzhou City Gymnasium, the Chinese's own place, there are people who dare to make such contemptuous words.

"Your grandma!"

Immediately, someone stood up, I don't know which person from the martial arts hall, revealing a fierce aura all over his body, shouted loudly:

"Lao Tzu is not convinced, beat you little devil raised by a son of a bitch!"

Not bad.

Cui Shi smiled, as long as there is this spirit of daring to show the sword, the basic blood of a person who practices martial arts is still there.

The fight began quickly, and the first man to step up to challenge seemed to follow the path of free fighting, punching and kicking hard, but it was difficult to inflict effective damage on his opponent.

Can't beat it.

Cui Shi shook his head, it was obviously not a level duel, and it was not courage that could make up for it.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, Miyamoto Right Shino grabbed a gap behind the opponent's legs, quickly dodged and approached, and cleanly threw the opponent straight out, and then chased after him like a ghost, taking advantage of the opponent's loss of balance, the door was exposed, and his right hand was locked in his throat as a claw, indicating that the victory and defeat had been decided.

"I'm learning taekwondo, let's try it!"

One went down and immediately another came up, and the legs of taekwondo were indeed gorgeous and dazzling, but they still couldn't survive a few rounds, and the loss was quite ugly.

After sweeping five or six opponents, finally no one was on again for the time being.

Everyone can already see that although this old devil is hateful, his kung fu is really powerful, and he can't beat it at all, and no matter how much he goes up, he is just cannon fodder to help the other party stand up.

"The little devil is amazing!"

"It's also a piece of garbage, where are the special Chinese kung fu masters, hurry up and clean up this guy!"

"It's enough, you look like sanda, fighting, taekwondo, etc., and you don't have traditional martial arts at all. Although what people say is ugly, it's true, we all have seen too much martial arts, how can there be so many powerful Shaolin martial arts? It's just an exaggeration of the art of the family!"

"Then I won't let my children learn karate, devil's thing!"

"Not necessarily, doesn't it mean that you can master the skills of Yi to control it, other people's things are really powerful, we don't need to avoid it, and then kill after learning it, there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

"So...... Makes sense......"

Miyamoto Youshino has won consecutive battles, and his attitude is relaxed, and he is about to say a few more words in the round field, to give a simple explanation for what he just said, and I believe that as long as he is a little sleek with the attitude of a winner, he can still win a lot of supporters.

"I'll try it too!"

Caught off guard, there was another person on the field, and Du Bai, who was beside Cui Shi, suddenly exclaimed: "It's Director Liu!

Cui Shi is the right number, this middle-aged man who looks about forty years old, is the founder and head coach of Kegang Martial Arts Hall, Liu Kegang.

Miyamoto Youxiao frowned and stared at this new opponent, he didn't need to communicate without understanding the language, he just spoke with his fists and feet.

As soon as the two of them handed it over, Cui Shi nodded slightly, thinking that this Liu Kegang still has some real kung fu, at least better than the food delivery in front.

The battle was quite fierce, and Liu Kegang tried his best, trying to defeat the enemy several times with the wrestling skills in jiu-jitsu, but Miyamoto was extremely experienced in opposing the enemy, and several times narrowly escaped and defused at least three must-kill tricks.

Finally, Miyamoto Youxiao grabbed a little flaw in Liu Kegang's desire to win, and took a heavy punch from Liu Kegang in the chest, but kicked Liu Kegang in the head with the famous trick "Jizhen March Kick" in karate, and this time Liu Kegang fell headlong on the thick mat, and he didn't get up for a long time.

"Whew!"

Miyamoto's face was a little ugly, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air that had accumulated in his chest, and said a few more words.