"Are you Chinese?"

Huang Shaohong felt a little confused at this moment, and his cognition was subverted. He looked at the other party in confusion: "Are you sure that it is me who has embarrassed the Chinese people?"

The man called 'Li Sang' raised his head and said: "I can immigrate to Japan after working in the Taoist temple for another year. Okay, stop talking nonsense and get out of here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

'Snapped'!

Huang Shaohong turned away with a slap, hitting the man's face and sending the coach surnamed Li flying away.

This 'Li Sang' practiced a 360-degree turn in the air, and then fell heavily to the floor.

Huang Shaohong held the plaque with one hand, pointed to the words on it with the other hand and said: "You can't understand the Chinese language. I'm here to play football. Do you know this word? I'll teach you how to read it. 'Little devil is an East Asian'.

sick man'!"

"idiot!"

The Japanese coach's eyes narrowed and he shouted to the other Chinese coach:

"Wang Sang, are all you Chinese people so incompetent? Use our Yamato nation's karate to defeat him and teach him a lesson!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head. It seemed that this little devil was also a strong-willed guy. He didn't know how long it would take to do this. He turned around and poked the plaque into the corner, then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and turned towards the coaches.

Walked over.

The coach named 'Wang Sang' nodded and walked towards Huang Shaohong.

"What a bitch?"

Huang Shaohong looked at him with a joking smile on his face. The coach surnamed Wang suddenly showed a pleading look in his eyes. He approached and whispered:

"Brother, what are you doing, pretending to be honest? It will be difficult for everyone to do this... You should leave quickly. The police will come soon and you won't be able to leave!"

Huang Shaohong raised his eyebrows, thinking that this guy was quite funny, but he had no intention of joking, so he said directly: "If you don't want to fight, just stay away. I'm here to compete, and I want to be a master of the Japanese!"

The Japanese coach was impatient to wait and scolded: "Wang Sang, what are you waiting for? You have to protect the reputation of the gym and defeat him, so hurry up!"

The coach surnamed Wang had a bitter look on his face and whispered again: "I'm just making a living, please be merciful!" After he finished speaking, he winked at Huang Shaohong and whispered quickly: "You want to find a Japanese master?

Just remove the plaque on the wall of the venue, and someone will probably come and fight you!"

Huang Shaohong glanced at it and saw a wooden plaque hanging in the middle of the Taoist temple wall, with three large characters "Gangjuliu" engraved on it with iron paintings and silver hooks!

Later, Coach Waguo urged again. Coach Wang blinked at Huang Shaohong, and then suddenly said loudly: "For the sake of our compatriots, I whispered to you to return from the lost way. Since you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After saying that, he shouted loudly and slashed towards Huang Shaohong with one hand. Judging from the windy momentum in his palm, the man surnamed Wang was a little timid, but he still had some skills in his hands.

Originally, Huang Shaohong used this move to grab the opponent's wrist with a small grapple and break the opponent's wrist bone with just one snap. However, he had a pretty good impression of the man named Wang just now, so he used a relatively gentle move.

He put his wrist on the opponent's hand, followed the opponent's strength, and used a Tai Chi cloud hand, which directly threw the opponent's hand into the air and hit the floor with a 'bang' sound.

"Ah!" The coach surnamed Wang screamed, with a painful expression on his face, and then he straightened up and fainted.

Huang Shaohong couldn't help but laugh. This guy is too talented to be a coach. If he acted in a movie, he would be the material for a movie star.

He had been merciful just now, knocking the opponent over in a somersault and landing on his back. His body was shaken by the sky, but the guy looked like he was seriously injured after the collision.

"Yu Luo!" The Japanese coach exclaimed softly, and then accused with an angry face: "Despicable Chinese people, they come to the gym to use our Japanese 'judo'..."

"Su Luo" is the "air throw" in Judo, also known as "back throw". The movement is similar to Yun Shou. In fact, it is plagiarized from "Tai Chi" and modified into nondescript moves.

‘Bang’

Before the Japanese coach could finish speaking, he was kicked out by Huang Shaohong: "SB, this is Tai Chi, and if I hear the word 'China' again, I don't mind destroying you!"

As expected, the Japanese coach could only use his words. His physical skills were probably not as good as those of the coach named Wang. Huang Shaohong only used 20% of his strength to kick him more than two meters away, and then he slid three meters to the ground.

Too much, and you will faint immediately.

Huang Shaohong's initiative shocked other coaches and students and they all backed away. Several coaches warned him not to mess around and said that someone had already called the police.

Among the students, there were a few college-like young men who were probably diehard fans of 'karate', or the legendary Virgin Bitch, and they actually pointed their fingers at Huang Shaohong. One of the girls actually stepped forward and said:

"Now is a society governed by the rule of law. You are breaking the law. Your lack of quality is an embarrassment to our Chinese people!"

"You're the one next door to spicy food!"

Huang Shaohong pointed at a female student who said he was embarrassing and breaking the law and cursed: "If you hadn't seen you as a girl, I would have taught you a lesson for your mother. Didn't you hear that SB called 'Chinaman'? If you say anything again, believe me or not."

Spend your face!"

His ferocious behavior made several students frightened and stepped aside one after another, but none of them looked at him with friendly eyes.

Of course, there were also a few students who were dissatisfied with the Japanese coach's words and chose to side with Huang Shaohong. They all advised him to leave and avoid being arrested by the police.

Huang Shaohong chuckled and said: "Why, karate doesn't allow kicking in the gym. Why should we open a martial arts gym if we don't allow kicking in the gym?"

As he spoke, he stepped towards the plaque that said 'Gōju-ryu'. The plaque was not hung high, so when he got closer, he stretched out his hand and took it off.

At this moment, a tall and strong middle-aged man walked down from the second floor of the gym. He happened to see the messy scene below, as well as Huang Shaohong who took off the plaque.

The middle-aged man immediately became anxious: "Baga... stop it!"

Huang Shaohong looked back at the middle-aged man and smiled: "Baga, your sister!"

After speaking, he used both hands to throw the plaque into the air. Then he jumped up as high as a person and kicked the wooden plaque into pieces with a 'bang' in the air.

His action was extremely handsome, just like Chen Zhen flying and smashing the 'Sick Man of East Asia' sign' in the movie. It made some female students present have little stars in their eyes, and some male students also looked at him with admiration.

Huang Shaohong saw the looks of these people in his eyes and thought to himself: "Sure enough, handsomeness is the foundation of martial arts moves!"
Chapter completed!