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Chapter 1722 Wing Chun

Qi Shuinxian was never a person who was willing to listen to other people's threats. As soon as Li Xuan finished speaking, he took action.

He has no good feelings for Taiyi Taekwonliu founded by Han Chengjun. After all, his apprentices all look like that, how good can those who are masters be?

Judging from his disciples, there is no problem with his character. At most, He Duolian is just a little annoying...

"I've wanted to meet you for a long time!" Han Chengjun said coldly. Seeing Qi and his hands running to the plaque, he immediately pulled the plaque to his side and blocked it with his elbow.

Han Chengjun is indeed a powerful figure with something. After all, he is a fierce man who combines Baguazhang and Taekwondo and is at least a master of the level of Liu Zongyansha.

When Qi Shenxian touched Han Chengjun's forearm, he noticed that the other party's strength was strong and soft, soft, soft and crisp, obviously he had real skills!

Han Chengjun also realized Qi Shinxian's power from this collision, and immediately let go of the plaque and prepared to fight with all his strength.

Li Xuan was so dark and shouted: "Mr. Han, don't show mercy. If you beat me to death, I will be considered mine, and if you beat me to pieces, I will be considered mine!"

Han Chengjun didn't need Li Xuan to say much, rubbed his feet forward, pointed his hands together like a knife, and lifted them from both sides of his casual ribs to make a cut shape.

Qi Shuinxian smashed his arms. As soon as he stopped Han Chengjun's attack, he saw this man move his gossip steps, his steps were as flexible as a flower butterfly. He rushed to his left and poked his temple with his right hand.

At the same time, Han Chengjun raised his left leg and kicked the kneecap at an extremely concealed angle. He kicked with the outside of the arch of the foot, with a cutting force. If the ligament was cut, he would probably be cut off when the kick was cut.

Qi Jianxian didn't even look at Han Chengjun. He walked around his right hand to the left ear and blocked it. He raised his left leg and stepped down slightly, just blocking Han Chengjun's two killing moves.

After Han Chengjun's killer move was blocked, he immediately changed his legs, and a strong wind blew his legs and kicked his legs straight to his casual thighs.

But when his legs were halfway through, his hips were lifted, and his whole leg was pulled up, and then he hit Qi Yin's neck again!

"It's said that Taekwon is a natural style. I thought it would be better to integrate Baguazhang and Taekwondo, but that's all!" Qi Shenxian looked cold and turned around halfway, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand on his chest, and handed together to block the other's high legs.

Han Chengjun immediately closed his legs and turned around and swung his heels to Qi's temples.

Qi Shuinxian smashed his fist and easily resolved his attack.

Han Chengjun also realized that it would be impossible not to show some real skills. He immediately stepped on his feet, as fast as lightning. At the same time, he cooperated with the palm technique on his hands to attack. The attack was as storm-like as a storm, which was dazzling!

Even his fists and feet were so fast, and they even brought out a crisp sound, crackling sound, and the strong wind brought about was also very terrifying.

But Qi Shunxian stood there without moving, and had not taken a step back. He flew his palms to block the attack. He also used his unique leg method to poke the door under his feet, so he could say that water could not be poured in!

The sound of the collision of fists and feet resounded throughout the conference room, which made the big men around retreat one after another to avoid being affected by the two's battle.

Han Chengjun used more than fifty moves in a row, but he couldn't hit them. All of them were stopped by Qi Wenxuan's fists, which made him feel a little shocked.

Finally, Qi Shuinyin became a little impatient, and his body suddenly shook.

But to outsiders, he seemed to have not moved at all, and he kept standing there, creating a visual illusion.

Qi Wenxian's right arm suddenly lifted up, and he leaned horizontally in front of him. His arm swelled a full circle. A terrifying blood burst out, and his whole arm rolled over like a huge steel bar!

"Buzz--"

The moment my arm was swung out, a buzzing sound came from, which made people feel a little sore when they heard it.

Han Chengjun's face suddenly changed. Faced with such a blow, he didn't dare to stop him! There was also a dangerous signal in his mind, as if warning him to avoid him immediately!

Han Chengjun hurriedly lowered his body to avoid it. The moment he felt his arm sweeping against his scalp, he saw Qi Xinxin's right foot tense, his toes were facing upwards, and kicking towards his chin.

"Hi!" Han Chengjun roared, twisted his waist and hips, and turned over to avoid it.

But Qi Shuinxian stepped forward, then twisted his body, grabbed Han Chengjun's forearm with his left hand, and pinched it with his forearm. Then he moved his footsteps and flashed behind him, pulling his arm around his neck.

Han Chengjun was locked on the ground in a very awkward and ugly posture by Qi Shuinxian. Before he could exert his strength, he saw Qi Shuinxian raise his right hand and use Wingchun Cun Fist to exert force. The fist fell on his face like raindrops.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—"

The continuous blows were dull and rapid. With just a few punches, Han Chengjun's face had already bloomed. After a few more punches, his eyes were cracked, his nose bridge was crooked, and blood was blown up at the corners of his lips.

Qi Shunxian's face was cold and hard, and bent down and fisted, constantly hitting Han Chengjun's face. Although the other party tried his best to stop him, he became increasingly weak as his fist was implemented...

After another punch, Han Chengjun could not hold back and his body collapsed.

Qi Shinxian raised his hand, pulled his arm and threw the person away, sneering: "The number one master of Goguryeo, what a fucking waste!"

Han Chengjun's body was thrown away like a rag doll, and he slammed into the corner of the conference room. He woke up from pain, but after hearing Qi Xunxian's words, he fainted again.

All the Goguryeo people present were stunned. Han Chengjun, the number one master of Goguryeo and the legendary enemy country, was actually dealt with by Qi Wenxian so simply?

In fact, the layman seems simple, but if the insider looks at it, he will find that... Han Chengjun is actually not that weak, but Qi Shinshi is too terrifying, and he is simply a devil-like existence.

Qi Shinxian reached out and picked up the plaque, shrugged at Li Xuanzhen, and said, "Hey, now this plaque belongs to us. If you want it, find someone to beat me first!"

Li Xuan was so angry that she was so angry that she was always there whenever she wanted to make Sun Yingshu defeated. Moreover, every time she could not achieve her goal, she hated this bastard to death!

But the old president's eyes were filled with gloom, and he said slowly: "Sun Yingshu, you are a little too much. I indulge an outsider to fight in the conference room of our Shangxing Group!"

Li Xuanzhen also came to her senses and shouted: "That's right, she must not be tolerated! We will vote and kick her out of the management."

But at this moment, the security officer who had stopped Sun Yingshu Road before pushed the door and whispered: "Mr. Sun, your guest has arrived."
Chapter completed!
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