Finally, all the advertisements were read.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that they could finally start fighting. It's a fight, not an advertisement.

The audience was nervous, and the title sponsors all laughed easily. This time, the advertising is in place, and the money is worth it.

Park Sam-soon was solemn again, and Huang Wudi also became nervous.

The atmosphere became tense in vain, and the two began to test each other, neither of them rushed to attack, but only confronted each other.

There is no need to rush up to fight when the master passes, the most important thing is to fight the momentum first. If the momentum wins, the game is half won.

Although Park Sam-soon is crazy, when he is really swords, he can also pay attention to the enemy tactically.

Li Yue also looked at the two of them with interest, he was not interested in knowing how strong Park Sanshun was. I'm just curious about how weak Huang Wudi is, and how many moves can he hold onto?

Huang Wudi first tentatively stepped forward. The left hand immediately protected the head, and the right hand was in front, which was a posture that could be attacked and defended.

Park Sam Soon, on the other hand, is obviously extremely relaxed, with flexible and brisk boxing pace, but there are many rules in secret. It seems to be a big grin, but in fact, there is a hidden mystery.

The two sides tested each other for about a minute, but Li Yue observed that a smile suddenly flashed in Park Sanshun's eyes.

In the course of this minute, Park Sanshun had already discovered that Huang Wuving's momentum was a bit strong and capable. Park Sanshun, who has extremely rich experience in actual combat, saw through it at a glance that Huang Wudi could not be his opponent at all, everything he did was just an illusion.

After learning this key information, Park Sam-soon no longer had the intention of being tempted. No longer wasting time, he immediately took a vertical step forward, and kicked Huang Wushu's chest with a straight kick.

Huang Wudi's pupils shrank, looking at this seemingly insipid, but in fact, it contained a murderous kick, and he was a little frightened.

He thought that Park Sam-soon must be strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. I may not even be able to block him.

Huang Wudi wanted to dodge, but found that the retreat of all parties had been locked by him.

But he didn't have the courage to block hard, and Huang Wudi finally retreated.

As soon as Huang Wushu retreated, that kick hit the ground. It seemed to be a kick in the air, but Park Sanshun even twisted and took a big step forward. At the same time, he turned around, raised his other foot, and fanned out with a roundhouse kick.

Huang Wushu has been observing, jealous of Park Sanshun's right foot, but he didn't expect that the real killing move was the left foot.

When Huang Wushu found out, the slalom kick with his left foot had already arrived.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Huang Wudi hurriedly raised his right hand to block his head. He knew that if he kicked this kick solidly, he would have cerebral palsy at least and die on the spot. It's all possible.

A look of disdain flashed in Park Sanshun's eyes, and he kicked out without stopping.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang', and Park Sanshun's heel swirled fiercely on Huang Wuxian's arm. With a muffled sound, Huang Wudi's whole person flew out like a broken sandbag.

When he was in the air, Huang Wushu felt that his arm was unconscious.

landed on the ground three meters away, and fell to pieces, but at this time, his right arm had been twisted and twisted at a strange angle.

Hiss –

Huang Wudi gasped and forcibly did not call out. Struggling to get up.

But at this time, Park Sanshun grinned and laughed, walked in front of Huang Wuyi, and kicked out so casually without giving him any chance to get up. It's like walking down the road and kicking a can.

Huang Wushu subconsciously blocked in front of him with his other hand. But with one block, the arm suffered that blow again.

With a 'bang', Huang Wudi flew out again.

Both arms were broken.

'Buzz'

There was an uproar.

Everyone stood up. looked at Huang Wushu in the ring, his arms twisted, and Park Sanshun with a calm face.

"How is this possible!"

"Oh my God, kicking people to death with two kicks?"

"Why is Huang Wushu so weak. ”

", refund the ticket, refund the ticket, refund the ticket to Lao Tzu. ”

"It's so fake. ”

"Can you have an equal strength, this is completely a bullying style. What kind of bird Hong fist? That's too many dishes. ”

"Alas, although this Korean is very crazy, I have to admit that taekwondo is indeed better than Chinese kung fu. Two tricks are useless. ”

“......”

At this time, Huang Wudi was lying on the ground, but he no longer had any strength to get up. Glaring, he watched Park Sanshun come over.

At the critical moment, the referee rushed out and shouted: "Park Sam Sooneng wins." ”

"Stop. ”

"Point to point, point to point. ”

"Mr. Park. Stop it. ”

Park Sanshun looked at the referee, a cold color flashed in his eyes, looked at the referee's hand holding his shirt, and said softly: "Take your dirty hands away from me?"

This sentence was said in Korean, and the referee didn't understand it, and when his face was full of doubts, he just saw Park Sam-soon's shoulder shake. Then I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, and the whole person flew upside down, and the person was already unconscious in pain while still in the air.

Park Sanshun kicked the referee two or three meters away, shrugged his shoulders easily, and walked leisurely towards Huang Wushu again.

The audience fell silent, looking at the arrogant Park Sanshun, no one dared to say a word.

An organizer stood in the audience, his face full of righteous indignation: "This is too much, how can you beat the referee?"

When the warrior taekwondo man heard this, a disciple walked up to him and asked with a grin, "What did you just say?" ”

"Ah...... I, I didn't say anything. ”

The taekwondo disciple laughed, grabbed his hair, and slapped him out with his backhand: "Didn't you say anything? I'll ask you again, what did you say?"

There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and everyone nearby was stunned. The eyes of the audience were attracted and shifted from Park Sam-soon to the off-field.

But I saw that at this time, the taekwondo disciple laughed and pressed the person from the organizer to the ground and trampled on it. A group of taekwondo members nearby surrounded him, and without moving their hands, they giggled around him.

"Get on your knees. ”

The organizer was beaten and knelt on the ground in fear.

'Smack'

A taekwondo disciple smiled and slapped him again and said, "Shout it out, I was wrong, I'm sorry, long live the Republic of Korea, long live Taekwondo." ”

'Smack'

Another slap in the face.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and Park Sanshun also stood in the ring and stopped, looking over there with a smile, very satisfied that his disciple now completely belongs to his taekwondo.

Everyone in the entire gymnasium was full of anger, and they couldn't understand why these people practiced martial arts to the point of going crazy like this? Just because others muttered, should they be humiliated like this?

All the warrior taekwondo are Chinese, but at this time, these people don't treat their compatriots as human beings at all, and they are humiliated in every way. What's going on here?

Why are they like this?

When the audience was silent and everyone was frowning, the organizer who was on his knees and beaten covered in blood closed his eyes and shouted with a hint of crying: "I was wrong." I'm sorry. Long live Taekwondo. ”

"Hahaha. ”

Everyone in Warrior Taekwondo laughed.

There were thousands of Liangzhou people in the entire gymnasium, but none of them dared to speak, they all just looked at them indifferently, at most frowning and angry in their hearts. However, no one dared to stand up. They were afraid to bring the trouble upon themselves.

In fact, the arrangements had already been made when he came, and Park Sanshun emphasized it to his disciples. Be fierce, as long as you don't kill people, how cruel you come. Because Park Sanshun had long been determined, the Chinese people did not dare to resist.

Park Sanshun is also very confident, Liangzhou, he is invincible. Only a murderous style of action can make Taekwondo's fame soar. When the time comes, don't those lowly people still have to scold themselves for their fierce taekwondo, and at the same time come to learn by themselves with a shy face?

Walking in front of Huang Wuyi, Park Sanshun grabbed his hair and said with a smile in stiff Chinese: "Do you want to die?"

Huang Wushu gritted his teeth, his arms were broken and his face twitched, but he didn't say a word.

Park Sam-soon said: "If you don't want to die, just shout: Long live taekwondo, long live the Republic of Korea." ”

As he spoke, Park Sanshun handed a microphone to Huang Wudi's mouth.

Everyone held their breath, quietly, and indifferently, silently staring at Huang Wuving, who was like a dead dog in the ring.

Park Sanshun patted his face: "Hurry up." ”

Huang Wushu gritted his teeth and suddenly roared:

"Long live China, long live Chinese kung fu!"

'Buzz'

In the entire gymnasium, a burst of noise suddenly erupted. The audience was full of discussions, and suddenly became indignant. I don't know if I was woken up by this sentence, or if I just remembered that this is on the realm of Huaxia, and I am a Chinese.

But when he saw the taekwondo members staring at him under the ring, he just shouted and cursed, and still no one dared to stand up.

Park Sanshun's face became gloomy.

"Ah, Nishihachi!"

Kicked it suddenly. Huang Wuving's once again was like a broken sandbag being kicked open, and the person was already spitting blood in the air.

After landing on the ground, Huang Wushu laughed miserably, opened his mouth, and there was blood between his teeth: "Hahaha." Long live my Chinese and Chinese martial arts. Long live Hong Fist. You eat, hahaha. ”

Park Sanshun squinted his eyes fiercely and walked towards Huang Wushu again.

At this moment, Park Sanshun stopped abruptly, and his pupils shrank. Then he slowly turned his head away.

At some point, a person appeared in the corner of the ring.

Dressed in a black trench coat, wearing sunglasses and a mask, his hands hanging down by his side and looking at himself silently.

Park Sam-soon's heart was beating wildly, when did he come up? He dared to swear that he was still off-stage the last moment. He should have come to power after Huang Wudi flew out, but how could it be? How could he stand there quietly without being discovered by himself?

Park Sanshun took a deep breath, feeling a little jealous in his heart, he knew that maybe he was gone. This is a master.

Park Sanshun turned around and looked at him silently. The hairs all over the body were tightened, and they waited solemnly.

The rioting gymnasium fell silent, and everyone held their breath as they watched the man who had quietly stepped into the ring at some point.

Li Yue looked at him quietly, looked at Park Sanshun who was on alert, and slowly spoke:

"From tomorrow, there will never be taekwondo again in the whole of Liangzhou. ”