(PS: Toxic, please note.) ）

"Hmph, Coach Ma, don't be too crazy, be careful that the wind flashes your tongue." Park Sung-seok said angrily.

"There's no way, seeing a trash-like opponent, I can't help but tell the truth, no problem, it won't be too difficult for you, right?" Mark laughed.

"How daring! Then I'll fulfill you, come ten black belts, and beat him to death with me!" Park Sung-seok was finally enraged. His ugly face was flushed with anger.

"It's long overdue, and the villain doesn't have to talk so much nonsense. I don't know if the villain died from talking too much? Mark said disdainfully.

"You're the villain, your whole family is the villain!" Park Sung-seok said angrily. He could understand Mark's words.

"Hehe, it's just a barbarian, arrogant in the Xia Kingdom, waiting for a broken arm and a broken leg. Come, before the competition, I signed the life and death certificate, today I am in a good mood, I want to kill a few sticks! Mark shouted. When he saw the sticks and the widows, he became angry, and he thought about killing a few. I have long forgotten the character of a decent man and a gentleman.

"Here, Pavilion Master Park, who of you will play in the martial arts competition, sign the life and death certificate first, and when the competition dies, don't mess around, dig a pit and bury yourself, don't cause trouble to others." Ding Ming shouted. He doesn't seem to be normal anymore, not only is he not a mother, but he's quite a man, a bit like that Jing.

As soon as he said this, several elderly black belts who were originally going to play actually withdrew.

"Master Park, I'm sick to my stomach and I'm going to the hospital, bye." A stick covered his stomach, and without waiting for Park Sung-seok to reply, he ran away with a smoke.

"I have a stomachache too." The other two sticks spoke in unison. They also ran away.

"I... I have a toothache. Another stick ran away after saying that, he covered his face, and everyone didn't recognize him for a while.

In an instant, the four black belts beside Park Sung-seok had already run away.

The few remaining ones are ready to move, and they want to run too.

But they've lost the head.

Because Park Sung-seok is staring at them.

They felt that as long as they moved, they would be kicked away by Park Sung-seok.

"You want to run too?" Park Sung-seok said in Korean.

"Don't dare." The rest of the sticks hurriedly said in Korean.

"Hmph, the people who ran away just now were expelled from the Kirsa Taekwondo Gym, and they have to inform their family, they will be a shame to their family." Park Sung-seok still said in Korean.

"Pavilion Master Park, there is a person from a big family who left just now, his surname is Li, is he also going to be expelled from the Taekwondo Gym? Do you want to inform their family too? Park Jung-sen asked in a low voice. He also speaks Korean.

"No, there will be no cowards in the big family who will escape. That Mr. Li must have had an upset stomach. Park Sung-seok said as a matter of course.

"Pavilion master, Mr. Li doesn't have a stomachache, he is the one who had a toothache just now." Park Jung-sen said in a low voice.

"Well, a toothache is not a disease, it hurts... I can't bear it! This is a common saying in Xia Guo, which shows that Mr. Li is indeed not a person who retreats from battle, he is really sick. Park Sung-seok said with a serious face.

"Yes, it must be like this." Park Zhengsen also said with a serious face.

In the ring. Mark was a little depressed, although he had a Korean teacher, but his Korean teacher didn't teach seriously, he only knew how to drag him to the bedroom, and he himself was willing to cooperate, but he didn't understand Korean, and he couldn't understand what Park Sung-seok said.

Ding Ming was impatient, and he shouted, "Do you sign the life and death certificate or not?" Why whisper in Korean? You think I can't understand Korean? I've been in Bangzi Country before, I know Korean, do you want me to translate for you? ”

"No need, we'll sign the life and death certificate right away." Park Sung-seok said hurriedly. He motioned to the people behind him to hurry up and sign the life and death certificate. He was really afraid that his hiding ears and stealing the bell would be seen through.

It's just that most of the people present can speak Korean, and they have already heard what Park Sung-seok said, and they look at Park Sung-seok and Park Jung-sen with disdain.

"The sticks of the Stick Country are really a bunch of hypocritical guys, they don't deserve to live in this world." Ding Ming secretly despised him.

In the ring.

Mark alone.

Park Sung-seok and eleven others.

There are also two referees, one is Li Changsheng of the stick country, and the other is Yang Maolin.

The ring, which was not small, was a little crowded for a while.

"Coach Ma, do you want to change to a bigger place? It's a bit crowded here. Yang Maolin asked. He was afraid that the ring would be too small, and Mark would not have room to maneuver, and he would easily be surrounded by sticks.

"No, you have to compete in this ring." Without waiting for Mark to reply, another stick referee, Li Changsheng, shouted. He also comes from a large family in the country of sticks.

"Whatever, anywhere, this lese won't last three minutes anyway." Mark said arrogantly.

"Coach Ma, don't be careless." Yang Maolin also wanted to remind a few more words.

"Alright, both sides are ready, and the contest will start immediately!" Li Changsheng shouted.

Mark gave Yang Maolin a reassuring look.

"The joust begins!" Both Li Changsheng and Yang Maolin shouted in Mandarin. None of them spoke Korean.

"Surround him and kill him!" Park Sung-seok rushed to Mark first. The ten black belts behind him also rushed towards Mark with teeth and claws, and it seemed that in the next moment, Mark would be overwhelmed by them.

"Hehe" Mark sneered as he turned his palm with the stake of the Bagua Palm, he walked along the arc, and in an instant, he turned behind Park Sung-seok and them.

"Ahh Two screams rang out, and the two sticks grabbed their legs and fell to the ground, screaming. They were kicked and broke a leg by Mark as he passed by.

At that moment, Mark could have killed them, but Mark still held back, even if there was life and death, he couldn't kill people casually. After all, he is a man of the state of etiquette and has a lot of constraints.

"Good!" Ding Ming shouted as if venting in the ring. Mark fought against eleven people alone, although his blood was boiling, but he was always worried, for fear that Mark would pretend to fail and be abused.

Mark didn't stop, and he took another arc step.

"Ahh They were piggyback on a broken leg when Mark passed by.

"That's amazing! Teacher, you're awesome! Ding Ming continued to shout wildly.

"Good!"

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"That's Baguazhang? National art? It's so powerful! ”

"Who is he? Which martial arts gym instructor? ”

"I'm afraid this is a real master, not those fake masters!"

"Why haven't I met such a master before? I want to apprentice! ”

"Finally saw the master come out of the mountain!"

"What's out of the mountain? They have been running training courses. ”

...

The taekwondo students couldn't help but cheer for Mark, and kept asking for news about Mark, wanting to learn from him.

In the ring.

Mark kept on his feet.

He kept striding along the arc, he never faced the enemy head-on, the attack of the sticks was not implemented at all, they were crowded, and from time to time they were kicked a few times by their own people, and the angry Park Sung-seok screamed, but to no avail.

"Ahh

Three minutes later.

In the ring, only Mark and Park Sung-seok were still standing, and everyone else was lying on the ground, hugging their legs, screaming, and some were trampled by their own people.

Others were disfigured, because they had plastic surgery, were stepped on by their own people, or opened the line, or collapsed.