Looking at the hungry eyes of a group of girls, Leng Yan laughed in his heart. It was a few streets away if these little girls wanted to fight him. If he used a little trick, they would have to be obedient.

"Let's go to class, I'll teach you the starting point today!" Leng Yan said, starting today's teaching.

"Don't underestimate this starting stance. The most difficult thing to practice is this starting stance. A person's attainment in Tai Chi is all about a starting stance. A true master, just one starting stance can give people a feeling of harmony in spirit..."

Leng Yan said while demonstrating, allowing the students to experience his movements and aura, and then let them practice on their own, while he shuttled through the crowd to help some people correct their postures and give them tips.

Just halfway through the class, the door of the gymnasium was suddenly pushed open, and a group of students wearing karate costumes entered one after another. The man in his early thirties with a short buzz cut was accompanied by these people.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Leng Yan frowned. "I am Karate coach Yuji Matsushita." The short buzz cut said in awkward Mandarin.

I heard the name Leng Yan knew that he was from R country and had no good feelings for him at all. He said angrily: "I don't care what you are from Izumi Matsushita. I am in class now. Please take your students away."

Yu Er, Matsushita, did not leave, but walked around Leng Yan for a while and sneered: "Is this how you Chinese people treat guests?"

"When friends come, they have food, and when enemies come, they have hunting rifles. Different people have different attitudes, different from person to person." Leng Yan said, putting Matsushita Yu Er in a hostile position in one sentence. The latter's face suddenly became gloomy, and the students he brought also glared at Leng Yan.

"I originally heard that a Tai Chi master came here and wanted to come here to see him. Now it seems that it's better not to see him. The Chinese people's kung fu are all fancy fists and vulnerable. The real kung fu is still the karate of our Great R Empire." Yu Er Matsushita swept over Leng Yan and others with a disdainful look, and left with a blatant smile.

Hearing Matsushita Yu Er's words, Leng Yan's eyes flashed in his eyes. When he was lying in the underground world, even the leader of Yamaguchi Group could only bow down and surrender. The little slut was swaying in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "Stop!"

"What are you going to know?" Matsushita Yuji said, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a sense of conspiracy. He said this to anger Leng Yan, and then force the other party to fight him, and then defeat him with karate kung fu, so as to tell everyone that the most powerful kung fu is karate, not fancy kung fu like Tai Chi Baji.

"I just let you swallow your words with saliva." Leng Yan said, his words clanging, like a sword unsheathed, with a sharp murderous aura.

"Am I wrong? Your Chinese kung fu is originally a fancy move and vulnerable... If you are not convinced, you can compete with me. If I lose, I will take back what I said just now. If you lose, it will prove that I am right. How about it, dare you? "

hehe!

Leng Yan suddenly laughed. He really didn't know how to challenge him.
Chapter completed!