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Lanchang Dojo is a taekwondo chain organization with hundreds of branches around the world, and it is also an industry owned by Jiang Xinzhe.

Early the next morning, Mu Qingcheng called a car from the hotel and sent his group to the Seoul headquarters of the Lanchang Dojo.

In front of the antique building, a large number of young Koreans in taekwondo uniforms gathered, surrounded by police to maintain order, and further away are Korean citizens who spontaneously rushed to help.

"Come, come, stand up and take out your momentum!"

"Hey!"

As several black Mercedes vehicles arrived, the young men stood in two columns on the left and right, with their backs straight, their hands behind their backs, and their eyes full of anger, leaving only a narrow passage in the middle to accommodate one person, leading to the gate of the dojo!

"It's so mighty!"

"He is worthy of being a hot-blooded man in our Republic of Korea!"

"Yes, looking at them, South Korea has hope to climb new heights!"

The reporters praised one after another, the spotlights flashed non-stop, and the young people straightened their waists.

Jin Xishen was dressed in a four-trigram uniform, standing in front of the team to greet him, showing his feet in the cold winter, under the reflection of the sun, there was a cold glow in his eyes, the convoy was getting closer and closer, and his grandmaster's momentum was also rising, and he faintly reflected with hundreds of young people behind him, and gradually merged together.

The world is solemn, and the hearts of every Korean are intertwined with emotion and excitement at this moment, and taekwondo, as the national art of Korea, brings together the spirit and spirit of Koreans.

The convoy slowly stopped, and a smile appeared on Kim Hee-san's face.

Yang Lao and the two disciples got out of the car first, and they couldn't help but feel that their hearts were pressed by a heavy pressure, and they were getting tighter and tighter, but Yang Lao was a veteran grandmaster-level master, and his expression was not abnormal, just looking at Jin Xishen.

Jin Xishen stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I have admired the name of Boss Yang for a long time, welcome to the dojo." ”

"Hello, Vice President Kim. ”

Yang Lao was faintly unhappy, but he still shook hands with Jin Xishen.

As for his two disciples, they were directly ignored by Jin Xishen, although he was a little angry, but Jin Xishen was a grandmaster cultivator, and according to his seniority, there was nothing to say if he didn't greet himself.

Jin Xishen looked at the second car again, and it was Mu Qingcheng and Kelly who came down, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Mu Qingcheng also paused, he obviously felt that there was an overwhelming mental pressure coming, maybe everyone here, the spiritual power is very weak, but hundreds of martial artists gathered together, and they all practiced taekwondo, the exercises were of the same origin, and the superposition effect could not be ignored.

But for him, this is just a small road, after all, there are hundreds of people on the scene, not one person, if a person can send out such a huge spiritual power, then he will definitely turn around and leave, such a person is definitely not something he can deal with, no matter how good his reputation is, it is not important to die.

And the spiritual power of hundreds of people, no matter how well it is integrated, it is composed of individuals one by one, and it is impossible to splice seamlessly, even in the Heavenly Demon Strategy, there is no such exercise, after all, the human heart is the most unpredictable.

One mind only existed in that magical era a few decades ago, and in today's world, due to the rampant materialism, everyone has their own ideas, and it is impossible to be united anymore.

His demon yuan was running in an instant, and in the sea of consciousness, the spiritual power flowed like a whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, the spiritual pressure like the abyss was dissipated into invisibility, and he even glanced at Kelly.

Sure enough, Kelly tightly twisted her eyebrows, with a slight pain on her face, after all, she didn't even have the dark strength, not to mention the ability to resist the spiritual power, compared to Yang Lao, it was much worse than her two senior brothers.

So, Mu Qingcheng took Kelly's hand and crossed a wisp of magic yuan.

Kelly shook slightly, the oppression in her heart was dispelled, and she nodded gratefully.

"Huh?"

Jin Xishen sighed lightly, in fact, the method of gathering the spirit and spirit does not belong to taekwondo, but has been taught by the master, which is used to suppress Mu Qingcheng's spirit and make him frightened!

But Mu Qingcheng is not only not oppressed, but also has the spare energy to help his female companion!

"Mu Qingcheng?"

Jin Xishen looked at Mu Qingcheng and said slowly: "I am the vice president of the Taekwondo Master Association of the Republic of Korea, and the president of the Taekwondo Association Kim Hee-sen, I can promise you on behalf of the president Jiang Xinzhe that as long as you go to the spirits of Han Tianli and Jin Zhenyu to kowtow and confess your guilt and give three bunches of incense, this matter will be stopped with you, how about it?"

"Haha~~"

Mu Qingcheng laughed: "It's just a joke, a fair duel, the skill is not as good as the death of a person, how can it be relied on on my head? If you continue to mess around, I dare to assert that sooner or later, there will be no place for taekwondo in the underground boxing world." “

Jin Xishen was not angry, and nodded straight and said: "You are still hard-mouthed when you die, or not, for the sake of your death, I don't care about you." As he spoke, he looked at the third and fourth cars behind him.

Anne and the four staff members got out of the car, and under the pressure of the momentum, their legs were weak, and they almost didn't fall.

Mu Qingcheng stepped forward, patted everyone behind their backs, and entered a small wisp of magic yuan, which was better.

Anne patted her chest again and again, "What's the matter, I feel like I can't breathe." ”

Mu Qingcheng chuckled: "The Koreans are oppressing you with momentum, but please remember that you are their beautiful father, how can a father be frightened by his son?

"Presumptuous!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Koreans have been scolding!

This guy is really excessive, and he has poured salt on his wounds again and again!

Anne also glared at Mu Qingcheng speechlessly.

Mu Qingcheng spread his hands and smiled strangely, this is more infuriating than mocking, it is clear that I don't bother to argue with you, whether the Americans are your fathers or not, I don't count, you know for yourself.

Jin Xishen was also angry, and said angrily: "Boy, don't patronize your hard mouth, just walk over from our thousand-person array, Grandmaster Jin is waiting for you in the dojo!"

"Oh, a thousand people, then I'm going to try!"

Mu Qingcheng looked back first, and the four staff members were neatly setting up the camera, so he waited for a while, and waited for the camera to be ready, and then walked forward.

Anne took the microphone and said: "Today, it is the day when the great master of Korean taekwondo, Jin Yansong, challenged Mu Qingcheng, and set up a big battle to meet him, if it were me, I'm afraid I would have been frightened if I didn't go to the door, it is said that the Koreans have a ruthlessness, today I saw their ruthlessness, so, will Mu Qingcheng be scared?"

Follow our footage!"

In the lens of the camera, every young Korean man spewed out a raging anger in his eyes, and he hated to kill Mu Qingcheng with his gaze.

Mu Qingcheng smiled, and when he saw that he was about to step into the formation, "Hey!"

The young Koreans shouted in unison, and in an instant, the momentum also climbed to the peak.

"Ahh

Anne was frightened and screamed, but Mu Qingcheng stepped into the formation without hurrying, and said with a smile: "I'm scared of your beautiful father!"

This is simply adding fuel to the fire, because the narrow passage only allows one person to pass, the closest few people, the rough breath sprayed on Mu Qingcheng's face, and the eyes were about to fall out, and the monstrous anger was as tight as a string.

Mu Qingcheng's heart suddenly moved, and his momentum was equivalent to an invisible string, if he plucked it on this invisible string......

So he also released his spiritual power, although he was far stronger than the masters of the same level because of his knowledge of the sea, and he was also quite pure, but in terms of quantity, after all, a person could not reach hundreds of people, as soon as he came into contact, he felt that the sea of knowledge sank, as if he was at the bottom of the sea, bearing huge water pressure.

However, he didn't panic, and immediately mustered up momentum to fight!

Because the spirit was connected into one, everyone in the Korean side felt a swelling in their minds, although most of them did not think that this was because Mu Qingcheng released their spiritual power to fight, but they all concentrated their minds, their eyes widened, and some people even knotted the blood vessels in their necks due to excessive force.

Mu Qingcheng felt that the pressure increased again, and immediately the spiritual power was collected, and all of it was attributed to Zhihai, and the other party's surging spiritual power had no goal, and he couldn't restrain it anymore, and immediately devoured his body!

"Flutter!"

"Flutter!"

A small part of the most violent blood sprayed wildly, retreated and fell, the slightly better nose and ears were bleeding, and he retreated several steps in a row, even Jin Xishen, it was a surge of qi and blood, and he was strong and strong, so he barely pressed down.

The principle of this is not complicated, because the so-called spiritual power on this side of the dojo is actually not completely spiritual power, but a kind of momentum formed by holding power, and the root is still the power of qi and blood and the unique evil qi of martial artists.

Originally, the suffocation in the field was balanced, when Mu Qingcheng fought with pure spiritual power, this balance was broken, in order to overwhelm Mu Qingcheng, he could only continue to hold his strength, but Mu Qingcheng suddenly withdrew his mental power, and because of the complicated sources, he could not recover it, he lost his goal, and there was nowhere to escape, so he could only devour his own body.

It's like punching hard, if you don't hit the opponent, you will use too much force or strain your muscles, or you will dislocate.

And the kung fu of these hundreds of people is uneven, and some of them are not able to resist this kind of backlash, and immediately vomit blood and are injured, and from point to face, the entire aura is broken due to sudden fluctuations, so that everyone is impacted, and the degree of injury is different due to different kung fu.

"My God, what the hell is going on, what's going on?"

It seemed that Mu Qingcheng had the temperament of a king, and when he stepped into the team, the people on both sides automatically dodged, or were injured and dodged, so Anne exclaimed in disbelief.

Elder Yang and his two disciples were also full of horror and looked at each other, they all knew that Mu Qingcheng must have used some kind of means, but they couldn't figure out what kind of means could cause such an effect.

Kelly's beautiful eyes shot a misty color, and murmured, "Could it be that this is the strength of the Great Grandmaster?"

"Boy, what the hell did you do?"

Jin Xishen stabilized his qi and blood, and hurriedly asked.

Mu Qingcheng looked back and smiled: "Don't understand?" Of course, it is impossible to understand with your realm, and I am too lazy to explain to you, I only advise your dojo, and you can honestly open the door and invite customers, so why bother to make some tricks that can't be put on the table?"

"Those who insult others will be humiliated forever!"

After speaking, Mu Qingcheng stepped forward, and the hundreds of warriors were robbed of their minds, and they no longer dared to stop them, either sitting or sleeping, watching Mu Qingcheng enter the gate of the dojo.

Yang Lao sighed with emotion: "Qingcheng...... Growing up, although I haven't seen him make a move, but he already has the bearing of a great grandmaster, and he is really a talented person from the country, let's go, let's go in!"