"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
Numerous gazes in the court fell on Ling Ao's body, pushing him to the cusp of the storm.
Faced with the aggressive questioning of Jin Junxian, if he fails to make a reasonable explanation, he will instead bear the reputation of "traitor" and "traitor".
At this time, Ling Ao held his head high, straightened his spine, and said every word:
"Yes! I did practice Taekwondo for more than ten years and I was also the president of the Taekwondo Club! But for me, it was just a misguided experience. I didn’t know the so-called Taekwondo until I met the master. It can't be compared with our Huaxia Magical Art at all!
Today, I am just an ordinary member of Furutake Shrine! Next, I will not use Taekwondo anymore, but will use Chinese magic skills to beat you upright! "
His voice is sonorous and powerful, and it contains impassioned fighting spirit.
"Flap! Pop! Pop!"
In the audience, someone first clapped their hands, and then hundreds of applauses gathered together, inspiring.
"cut!"
Seeing this scene, Jin Junxian sneered disdainfully, curled his lips and said:
"Huh...you Chinese people, you can only be brave! I will step on the bottom of my feet later, and see if you can still laugh! Don't talk nonsense, come and fight!"
With that said, Jin Junxian moved like a bow, like a thunder, carrying the momentum of destroying the dry, and taking the lead in attacking Ling Ao, the momentum is like a rainbow.
Upon seeing this, Ling Ao also fought back not to be outdone.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
A series of intensive physical collisions resounded in the arena like a storm.
Both of them are first-class masters, under their full power, they are so fast that they can even make their debut in mid-air with afterimages, which are comparable to special effects in film and television works.
The audience in the audience was dumbfounded, never expected that there would be such a master in this world!
For a time, the battle was fierce, and the two were evenly matched.
However, Ye Fan in the audience frowned tightly.
The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Ling Ao and Jin Junxian are evenly matched, but in Ye Fan's view, 80% of the loser in this duel is Ling Ao.
It's not that Ling Ao is inferior to Jin Junxian.
Ling Ao was originally a martial arts genius, possessing the strength of Taekwondo black belt fifth stage. After learning the "Four Spirits God Jue", his strength has skyrocketed. He is comparable to a black belt seventh stage powerhouse, and faintly beat Jin Junxian.
However, in order to rectify the name of Huaxia Wuxue, Ling Ao just promised himself that he would never use Taekwondo in the competition.
However, he has practiced taekwondo for more than ten years, and those moves have been deeply integrated into the "muscle memory".
Therefore, every time he takes a shot, he subconsciously wants to use the Taekwondo move, but he changes it forcibly, which causes the move to be frustrated, without the feeling of being done in one go.
Many times, Ling Ao was able to inflict heavy losses on Jin Junxian, but because he couldn't use whirlwind kicks and other moves, he had to give up.
On the other hand, Ye Fan only taught him the inner skills of "Four Spirits God Jue", but did not teach any moves.
It would be okay if you encounter an ordinary warrior, Ling Ao can use a strong internal strength to crush, but Jin Junxian is not a general, but a closed disciple of Lee Jong Hyuk, the first Taekwondo in Korea, and his strength should not be underestimated.
The balance of victory faintly tilted towards Jin Junxian.
...
After a full quarter of an hour, Ling Ao became more and more suffocated, as if he was wearing invisible shackles on his hands and feet, and he could only show 40 to 50% of his strength.
On the other side, Jin Junxian also noticed his strangeness, and the offensive became increasingly fierce, not giving him any chance to breathe.
Finally, Jin Junxian found an opportunity to hit Ling Ao's chest with a heavy punch that drove the mountain and cracked the rocks.
"boom!"
Ling Ao was like being hit by a high-speed train, flew back more than ten meters in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground.
Looking into the distance, he saw that his face was ashen ashes, his breath was weak, his breastbone was sunken, and he did not know how many roots he had broken. He had obviously lost the power to fight again.
"Puff!"
Suddenly, he spit out a mouthful of red blood, splashing red plums on his clothes, shockingly.
"Step! Step! Step!"
At this moment, Jin Junxian shook his way and walked up to him, his face was full of arrogance, and he said condescendingly:
"Huh...boy, once you don't use our Korean Taekwondo Kungfu, you are as weak as a caterpillar and vulnerable! Admit it, you Chinese martial arts school is just rubbish!"
"Pooh!"
Ling Ao spit out fiercely, and resolutely said: "I lost to you because I was not good at learning, not that my Chinese martial arts was not as good as Korean martial arts! I did not beat you, but you can only bully You are a weak person! In front of the real strong Chinese, you are nothing!"
"fart!"
Jin Junxian yelled and continued to yell: "Then you are telling me, where are the real Chinese experts, let them come out!"
"My master is! Don't worry, my master will be on the court soon! As long as he moves his fingers, he can crush you to death with no effort!" Ling Ao promised.
"Your master... want to play?"
Hearing this, Jin Junxian raised his eyebrows and said: "It turns out that you Huahai University also invited foreign aid! But don't forget, according to the rules, the contestants can only be students of Huahai University!"
When Jin Junxian wanted to come, 80% of Ling Ao's master was someone from the world. If he is right, he may not be sure of winning.
"Of course my master is a student of Huahai University. He is only eighteen this year and he just entered his freshman year!" Ling Ao said loudly.
Hearing this, Jin Junxian was taken aback first, and then let out a burst of unbridled laughter:
"Ahahaha... are you kidding me? Your master is an eighteen-year-old boy? It's ridiculous! Even if you start practicing in the womb, you can't beat me!"
...
For the long-established martial arts master, the difference of a few years or even a teenager does not have much impact on strength.
However, for young warriors, each year of age is a great advantage, which is equivalent to an extra year of precious time.
Kim Jun-hyun was a five-year-old martial artist with outstanding talents. He studied under Lee Jong Hyuk, the first person in Taekwondo from Korea. He is 22 years old and has been practicing martial arts for 17 years.
He has already emerged in the martial arts world of the Goryeo Kingdom. Not only is he invincible among his peers, even a 30-year-old powerhouse may not be able to defeat him.
In Jin Junxian's view, an 18-year-old martial artist, no matter how enchanting, would have less time to practice martial arts for several years, it is absolutely impossible to defeat him.
At the same time, all the audience in the audience was full of worries, and they were not very optimistic about the mysterious "master" in Ling Ao's mouth.
Before that, they hadn't heard of any peerless master among the freshmen.
What's more, now that Ling Ao is defeated, the Huahai University team is the last one to fight alone.
Unless that person completes the feat of "one wear four", otherwise, failure is inevitable!
At that time, all of them will be unable to look up in front of the teachers and students of Seoul University.
If there is further publicity and exposure by the Korean media and use of the topic, it will make Huahai University’s reputation and become a laughing stock. Even other universities in the country will look down on them.
The consequences could be disastrous.
All of a sudden, tens of thousands of pounds were weighed on the mysterious player who was the finale.
"Hahaha..."
At this moment, Jin Junxian laughed again, glanced at the audience, and said loudly:
"Actually, I also specially prepared a gift for you! Originally... I had to wait for the end of the game before giving it out, but now it seems that there is no suspense, so let's submit it first!"
As he said, Jin Junxian waved his hand and snapped his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, two students from Korea, carrying a huge plaque, stepped onto the ring.
On the plaque, a piece of gray cloth was also wrapped to cover it, making it difficult to see what was written on it.
Suddenly, Jin Junxian stepped forward and suddenly tore off the gray cloth.
Thousands of spectators in the arena subconsciously looked up to the plaque.
The next moment, in their sight, there appeared four extremely humiliating characters
Sick man of East Asia!
