Chapter 204 Zhang Le’s Regret

Zhang Le and Feng Lei called their friends to play football, but Yang Xiner did not go with her husband and wife to be the audience this time, but stayed at home to rest. During this period, she was so tired to prepare for that TV series.

"Uncle Wei, why are you here? Just sit inside!"

When he heard the doorbell and opened the door, he saw Wei Minghua came and was a little surprised.

"Isn't Xiaole here?" Wei Minghua didn't hesitate, but smiled and asked, "How is his injury?"

"Okay, today I went to play football with Feng Lei." Yang Xin'er smiled and said.

"Play football?" Wei Minghua was a little surprised and frowned. Could it be that Zhang Le lost to Cui Changbai and gave up on himself? He had never heard that Zhang Le would play football.

"His new film is a film that combines kung fu, comedy and football. He goes to play football, just to feel it. He doesn't like playing football, and he just likes football, and he can't even be considered a fan." Yang Xiner was a little puzzled why Wei Minghua had that expression, but she explained immediately.

Wei Minghua smiled relieved when he heard this. In fact, it was a miracle that Zhang Le and Cui Changbai could achieve that result. After all, Cui Changbai is the master of Korean Taekwondo and is called the number one master of Korea. The title of the number one master was not praised by the Taekwondo Association or hyped by the media, but was actually hit by the fist.

Although Zhang Le was seriously injured and even fell into a coma for this, he hit Cui Changbai's chest after all. Although it did not cause much damage to him, no one would say that Zhang Le lost when they fought. Moreover, Zhang Le's potential in the competition also surprised Wei Minghua.

Genius, perhaps he is not only a genius in movie music, but also a genius in martial arts and fighting. If such a genius gave up on himself, it would be a pity.

If it weren't for Zhang Le's special identity, Wei Minghua would have intended to let him enter the martial arts world, and perhaps he could have left a legend in the martial arts world like those great masters.

Perhaps, this time, Zhang Le will add more energy to Kung Fu. This is the nature of a martial arts practitioner.

"Uncle Wei is here this time?" Yang Xin'er looked at Wei Minghua and asked.

"Uncle Wei is fine, so you can't come and see." Wei Minghua teased Yang Xiner with a smile, and then said, "The Korean Taekwondo Association yelled a few times and was suppressed. They were already in the wrong, and they didn't dare to make a big deal. This matter ended here."

Cui Changbai first attacked Zhang Le. Perhaps he just wanted to beat Zhang Le and save the impact of Park Junyi's loss. But he didn't expect that Zhang Le was so difficult. After being hit by Zhang Le, he could no longer be able to do it with ease, otherwise Zhang Le might not be injured.

No matter what, Cui Changbai attacked Zhang Le, and that was the reason he was in the wrong. Besides, the person who had deposed him was from the Sun Sect and his master was famous.

People in the martial arts world take action and become famous, so they have fewer concerns. What's more, they are masters like Sun Xinghua. Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and heroes use martial arts to violate the ban, which is not something that can be said.

Choi Changbai was abolished, and the Korean Taekwondo Association suffered heavy losses, but he just quietly shouted at the Chinese authorities. He did not dare to make a big deal. Once it was big, the Taekwondo Association would suffer even more heavy losses.

The best master of South Korea, Taekwondo, was deposed outside the hotel. The reputation of Taekwondo is probably really over. Park Junyi lost to Zhang Le. Although it has a great influence on Taekwondo, it is definitely not as good as Choi Changbai's deposed. Park Junyi is just a star who knows Taekwondo and cannot represent Taekwondo.

But Cui Changbai can represent it in a sense.

Sun Xinghua went to ruin Cui Changbai without any scruples, perhaps he knew from the beginning that someone would suppress the matter. And it was naturally Yang Xiner who asked Wei Minghua for help when suppressing this matter.

At that time, Yang Xiner and Wei Minghua were present, but their purpose was the same as Sun Xinghua, but they were just taken first. Cui Changbai injured Zhang Le, which was destined to not return to South Korea intact.

"Thank you for Uncle Wei for this matter." Yang Xin'er nodded with a smile and said.

"Yeah!" Wei Minghua nodded, looked at Yang Xiner, and suddenly asked, "Did Xiaole spend more energy on Kung Fu during this period?"

"Huh?" Yang Xin'er was stunned at first when she heard this, then frowned and recalled, nodded, and said, "I really didn't care about this if I didn't say it."

"Fortunately, Sun Xinghua took the lead this time. If I did, Xiaole might not say anything, but there would definitely be a knot in his heart." Wei Minghua looked at Yang Xiner who was a little confused and explained, "We have all ignored a problem. Although Xiaole is not in the martial arts world, he has obtained the true teaching of national martial arts after all, and his kung fu has reached the realm of transformation. In the martial arts world, it is the level of a master. This time he played a draw with Cui Changbai on the surface, but Xiaole's injury was even worse. It was obviously he who lost. You asked me to stand up for him, perhaps because of his love and concern for him, and his anger towards Cui Changbai, but he did not consider it from Xiaole's standpoint. Xiaole should have regrets about this matter. He regretted that he could not find it back by himself."

Sun Xinghua ruined Cui Changbai, but he didn't stand up for him, Zhang Le was still very accepting. But if Wei Minghua took action to ruin Cui Changbai, it would be obvious.

It is very shameful for a person at the Grand Master level to lose the game but ask others to get the game back. This is unacceptable for a martial arts practitioner.

"No way? Although Zhang Le practices martial arts, he does not have the temperament of a martial arts practitioner." Yang Xin'er said, but her tone seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"If you don't have the temperament of a martial arts practitioner, how can you practice kung fu to the realm of transformation at such a young age? You are also a person who understands kung fu." Wei Minghua said.

Wei Minghua left, but Yang Xiner fell into a kind of thinking. Maybe she really didn't know Zhang Le enough.

Zhang Le was sweating on the green field at this time.

"No! Take a break, you guys change their state." Feng Lei said panting.

"You still lack exercise now!" Zhang Le smiled and said.

"I still lack exercise now? Don't you know me before?" Feng Lei said with a blank look at Zhang Le.

"What was you like in the past? Is it worse than now?" Ma Liang walked over and threw a bottle of Zhang Le and Feng Lei, and said to Feng Lei with a smile.

Zhang Le took the water and just smiled and expressed his gratitude, without too much politeness. Sometimes politeness is not politeness, but rather a dissatisfaction.

Ma Liang is a retired professional player, but now he is a successful businessman. He has close contacts with the entertainment industry and is also a member and coach of the Yanjing star team.

Of course, it is not because of this, but because he has a celebrity wife.

"In the past, I have developed six-pack abs. This guy also said that I lack exercise now. Brother Liang, do you think he has no conscience?" Feng Lei said. There was no complaint in his tone, but it was full of showing off.

How did a fat man become a male god?

There are many such posts on the Internet talking about Feng Lei. Because of this, countless people have turned from black to fans.

After hearing this, Ma Liang looked at his gradually bulging beer belly, smiled and said, "Your six-pack abs are not as good as my beer belly! Zhang Le said that you lack exercise, so you are not wrong."

"Brother Liang is wise!" Zhang Le said with a smile.

Feng Lei didn't know what to say.

"I heard that your new film is going to make a movie about football?" Ma Liang looked at Zhang Le and suddenly asked.

"Good! It's a movie about football." Zhang Le smiled and said, "Isn't next year a World Cup?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!