Chapter 237: Cry!

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"Okay, now the juniors are really more arrogant, actually wanting to pick up the signboard of my Eagle Claw National Art Museum, and do not weigh their own weight!"
Liu Huang's eyes were full of anger.
"Please enlighten me."
Li Enjun said lightly, posing with a kickboxing stance.
Liu Qian bowed his hand and was about to fight with Li Enjun. Suddenly Liu Qian pulled him in the back with a worried expression: "Dad, you can't fight him."
Liu Qian is worried about her father's injury.
Liu Qian has been famous for a long time and is a famous martial arts. Under his own unfavorable circumstances, if he plays a game with the young Li Enjun, he will win if he wins. But if he loses, Liu's face will be even bigger, and his life's wisdom will be ruined.
This is also the reason why most of the old boxers no longer arbitrarily follow hands after they have reached their prime.
Winning is justified.
Losing is the old age of a strong man.
Why bother?
Liu Qian didn't even know this truth, but others had already come to the door, and his brother Xie Xuan was not there. Now, only he can stand up to turn the tide.
Even in the event of a loss, Liu Qian wanted to lose vigorously, not to bow down.
"Dad, you let Ye Fei go."
Liu Qian glanced in the direction of Ye Fei, and whispered in the ear of his father.
"Ye Fei? No, he is not a member of the Eagle Claw National Art Museum. Now people come to play in the museum and let him help. If it is not in compliance, even if he wins, there is no place for my old face."
Liu Qian stunned slightly, then shook his head.
"Dad, how can you be so pedantic now? What time is it now, the moment of life and death in the martial arts hall. Besides, you do pass on the power to Ye Fei, and it's a big deal to take him as a registered disciple afterwards. Say something?"
Liu Qianling's eyes flashed slightly, giving Liu Qi an idea.
"Right."
Liu Qian thought for a while, the rules are dead, but people are alive, living people can not be suffocated by urine.
"Ye Fei, I think you will do it for me."
Liu Qi beckoned to Ye Fei: "It's my Liu Liu owe you a favor."
"Master Liu, do n’t say that, you do n’t forget to pass on the power of merit. What ’s more, I am now looking for someone to practice my hands."
Ye Fei has walked up and stood in front of Li Enjun: "I will be your opponent."
"Winning you, is Eagle Claw National Art Museum abstaining?"
Li Enjun raised his eyebrows and asked, tilting his head.
"If I win, I will talk!"
Ye Fei didn't say much and bowed his hand.
Li Enjun had been prepared for a long time, suddenly kicked his leg and kicked towards Ye Fei's chest.
Taekwondo pays the most attention to the gorgeous leg style. The kicking method is very complicated, and the speed and strength are very fast.
Li Enjun is a master of Taekwondo. He is very famous in South Korea. He is a rising star in Taekwondo.
Ye Fei didn't dodge, leaning on the waist, pulling his belly, his belly abruptly, he burst out of his mouth at the same time, and at the same time, he pulled out his claws and touched Li Enjun's leg.
Ye Fei learned Wudang Eagle Claw Skill from Liu Qian today, and he can't wait to find someone to try his fist.
So Ye Fei used Wudang Eagle's claw skills to match his feet, and his footwork was like ploughing over the ground, grabbing someone to attack in the middle.
Fist and foot intersect, Ye Fei's fingers are as strong as steel, and even the previous hand knives can be used, five fingers are like iron hooks, tricks and punches, Li Enjun frowned, hurriedly closed his feet, rubbed on the carpet After rubbing, obviously it hurts.
Ye Fei didn't let go, bullying and approaching, walking with his feet, two long marks appeared on the carpet following his steps.
Li Enjun just closed his legs, he felt the carpet shaking, like a slight earthquake, and then his eyes fell, and Ye Fei was close to his face.
"So fast!"
Li Enjun did not expect that Ye Fei's body style was so fast. He quickly opened his arms, twisted, twisted, and tangled. His body hit the front, and he already embraced Ye Fei's body. Joints, fell down.
Among Taekwondo, not only the leg method, but also the throwing is very fierce. This is a quick fall in Taekwondo. It can continuously knock people down on the ground and is quite powerful in combat.
Embraced by Li Enjun, his feet were looped, and Ye Fei's center of gravity suddenly became unstable.
"It's stupid to play close combat with Eagle Claw Gong!"
Ye Fei smiled coldly, flipping his arms through his palms, passing under his opponent's ribs, squatting his legs, turning his waist, moving his shoulders, and shooting a spine. Two eagle claws had already buckled Li Enjun's shoulder blade.
boom!
Li Enjun's entire body was thrown over the shoulder by Ye Fei. The whole person flew into the air and then fell to the ground two or three meters away. He fell to the ground and wanted to get up, but his eyes rolled his eyes and he struggled a few times. Finally lying on the ground and choking.
"Crying?"
Ye Fei was surprised when Li Enjun sobbed and sobbed.
Ye Fei was crying for the first time.
This Korean stick is too fragile.
Ye Fei's "Eagle Grabbing Sheep" is extremely beautiful, and the scene of falling trapeze is also quite shocking.
Everyone in the audience stood up immediately, and the Taekwondo Federation people were shocked.
The people in Eagle Claw National Art Museum were shocked and delighted.
Especially Liu Qiao, both smiling white eyebrows were raised, and shouted: "Wonderful! Enjoyable!"
"Wudang Eagle Claw is really powerful, much stronger than before."
Ye Fei just used a beautiful "eagle to catch the sheep" to throw Li Enjun out, but he also felt that he had benefited a lot.
He used kung fu to hit people before, using muscle brute force.
But after Liu Qian's instructions, Ye Fei found that he was going the wrong way. The most important thing in Kung Fu is breath. Now that he has a sense of qi in his body, he should condense these qi on his fingers.
As for why Li Enjun was crying, it was not because he was so painful, but because Ye Fei's fingers subconsciously pinched the acupuncture point, just hitting the big hole on Li Enjun's back, the pain was unbearable, just like being sentenced, even if it was iron The tough guy can't bear it either.
"Taekwondo is no different."
Ye Fei stared at his hands for a while, looked up at Li Enjun on the ground, and said contemptuously.
To be honest, Ye Fei has always been uncomfortable with Taekwondo.
But think about it, Taekwondo is performance-oriented, actual combat is the bottom, killing the enemy is even lower, Ye Fei figured it out.
The young people practicing martial arts are in fact pursuing fashion. As long as they are good-looking, they will naturally be sought after. Whoever is in charge of actual combat skills, anyway, with a sound legal system and stable society, the average person cannot fight a few times in his life.
"Which one of you is not convinced? Come up and I will hit you."
Ye Fei glanced and said to the remaining Taekwondo members.
These people looked at each other, in fact, they all know that Taekwondo is not good at hitting people, but only when a Korean master comes over this time, they have the confidence to play together.
Anyone thinks that Korean masters are not vulnerable, and they still have the guts to stand up.
Even if you lose, you're beaten to cry, which is really shameful.
At this time, a black belt coach lower than Li Enjun came up and helped Li Enjun out.
"You wait! I will come to you later."
When Li Enjun went out last time, he had stopped sobbing and murmured in his mouth. At the same time, he gave Ye Fei a vicious look. The meaning of revenge in his eyes was obvious.
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