Chapter 159: Sudden kicking (second update)

"Don't move around, it hurts the muscles and bones. You can't move too much, otherwise the bones will be misplaced, and it will be useless if they are connected." Bai Ze frowned slightly again. When he saw Li Weijian's current appearance at close range, he knew that there were at least five or six fractures on his hands and feet joints.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be necessary to apply such a thick plaster, just use a wooden bandage to fix it.

"What's going on? What are you going to do with me?" Seeing Li Weijian's miserable situation, Bai Ze only thought that he had met a master and was beaten and injured. He wanted to rely on Pei Yan's relationship so that he could find himself to come forward to help.

However, Bai Ze is most afraid of trouble and time delay. If it were Pei Yan himself, he would be fine, but if it were someone else, he wouldn't even care about it. Moreover, Li Weijian was young and energetic, and had a little dirty relationship with him before. Although it was harmless, he never took him seriously since he was not aware of it. However, it was definitely not what he wanted to "stand out" for such a person for no reason.

"Bai Ze, I know I have offended you, but this time the matter concerns the face of our Chinese martial arts, so I ask you to help." Li Weijian's face changed, and the corners of his mouth squirmed, as if he was a little embarrassed and difficult to speak, but in the end he looked straight into Bai Ze's eyes and said loudly: "Our martial arts club was kicked in the hall, and my Xingyiquan was defeated by karate..."

"Karate? Japanese? Come and listen."

"It's not all Japanese, there are Americans and Koreans, one of them is Park Ji-chang, who knows you."

When Bai Ze heard this, he felt a little frustrated. He had known for a long time that when he was at Lushan International, he swept the face of Taekwondo in the gym, and the Koreans would not give up.

Although Park Ji-chang's kung fu was average, he learned from the saint-level figure of Nan Kita who was a Korean taekwondo player. The reason why Bai Ze did not attack this person when he first made a move was that he had a one-month appointment with Mu Dao Ren, and he was unwilling to make trouble for nothing, causing trouble, and delaying his practice. The half was to use his mouth to pass his words to Nan Kita's ears.

He also had an old case to replace the old man at home and this Korean national treasure master of Taekwondo. Since he could not go abroad in a short time and came to him directly, he might as well do the opposite and lead the other party over.

But unexpectedly, Park Ji-chang not only came, but also Japanese and Americans.

"That Park Ji-chang is known as the youngest five-section black belt in Korea. He is very famous in the Asian martial arts world. Have you ever had a grudge with him before?"

Just as Bai Ze was thinking in his mind whether Park Ji-chang informed Nan Ki-ta and came to find him in person, Pei Yan, who was beside him, suddenly helped Li Wei-jian ask.

"This...... That's right. When I was in Chengdu, I had kicked his hall." Bai Ze nodded, not hiding it. At that time, although he didn't mean to kick the hall in someone else's Taekwondo Hall, he first defeated Sun Yanyan, the most powerful academy, and beat the owner Park Ji-chang so hard that he couldn't afford to go. He left.

In this case, even if he does not admit to playing a kid, it is actually considered a kid.

This kind of behavior is a very serious matter not only in the domestic martial arts world but also in the foreign martial arts world. Especially Taekwondo, as the Nationalist Technique of South Korea, Park Ji-chang's failure in China is equivalent to the failure of the entire Taekwondo. Koreans who love face better than plastic surgery will of course try every means to find the scene.

"I wonder if Nanjita came or not? If I didn't come this time, then I'd just go to Mount Kwangmang to find him next time! Taking advantage of the old man's health, he should quickly finish the matter and save him from regrets..."

Bai Ze remembered that the past events he had heard from the old man's mouth, and his brows frowned again, and he couldn't help feeling upset.

Time flies, and time is like an arrow. Old Master Bai is almost ninety years old. Even if he is able to live a hundred years old because of his advanced skills, he is old, after all, he cannot compare with a young man like Bai Ze. It is no longer realistic to rely on him to make up for his past regrets, so this will naturally fall on Bai Ze.

He also resolutely.

"Is it because Park Ji-chang beat you like this? It's impossible. Your Xingyiquan is authentic at least. Even if you have less experience in actual combat than him, you have to look at your luck with his ability. Besides, he is a Korean, and he practices Taekwondo, not karate, right?"

"It's not him, but one of the Americans and Japanese who were with him, one of them was three or four years older than me. What was the Americans of Smith, who were quick and ruthless, had developed internal strength. I fought with him for only seven or eight moves, and he broke his bones with his hand and foot with the knife in the karate."

Li Weijian said, gritting his teeth while glowing in his eyes full of hatred.

"If it's just that, I, Li Wei, is not as good as human skills, then that's fine, but after the American broke my hands and feet, when I lay on the ground, one of the Japanese people picked the sign of our martial arts club, kicked it into two pieces, and then... and... I wrote the words "Dong, Asia, Sick, Husband" behind the sign... and fell on my chest...!! Ahhhhhhh! I... I... hate, that Japanese devil, I want to kill him... and kill him..."

As Li Weijian said, his eyes turned red, and his teeth were clenched and his muscles trembled. When he shouted the last few words, he was already crazy and his throat was yelling.

"The sick man in East Asia...!" Bai Ze's eyes narrowed into a thin slit in an instant, and his pupils shrank like a needle tip.

"So, come and look for me. Then where are they now?"

"Apart from Park Ji-chang, the rest of these people are all foreign students from our school this year. They and you live in the same dormitory building. And when you are not here these days, they often go to the martial arts club to show off their power."

"I have given up his ancestors for eight lifetimes. The Japanese should die. I thought it was old Shanghai now. Is it his sick husband from East Asia? Brothers, let's leave now. Let's go and meet these grandchildren. If you don't beat them up, how can you let this breath?"

Pei Yan brought Li Weijian to Bai Ze, and he should have known some of the matter in the middle, but now he knows the whole story. When he hears it, he suddenly explodes. He observes his words and looks at him, knowing that Bai Ze is already angry at this time and must have taken action.

He had seen Bai Ze kill Xiangying with his own eyes, so he was naturally confident in Bai Ze. He immediately opened the car door and started to fire. He just waited for Bai Ze to get in the car.

"These people are all foreigners. They cannot be beaten to death and crippled in public. If you want to do it, it is best to think of a good way."

Li Weijian's eyes were fierce. He was not a kind person at first. At a young age, he practiced Xingyiquan and had at least three lives under his hands, otherwise he would not have murderous aura. Now that he was beaten like this, he was labeled as a sick man from East Asia, and he was tortured to the point of being crazy.

However, even though he said that, he knew very well what the consequences would be to kill and injure foreign students on university campuses. Under the current domestic policies, once something happens to a foreigner, it is easy to cause so-called diplomatic disputes.

It is precisely because of this that he specifically reminded Bai Ze to pay attention to the measure and means.

He is also a practitioner of internal martial arts. Although Li Weijian is not good at kung fu, his knowledge is not low. He knows that there are countless methods in kung fu that can hurt people invisibly. Once he succeeds, he will not be able to find a murderer. As long as Bai Ze's kung fu is high and smart enough, when he takes action, he will take some tricks and kill a few people without being discovered. That is all a small matter.

"I know this, you don't have to worry about it. However, I didn't take action this time to help you punch. I have my own reasons, it has nothing to do with you." Bai Ze stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, and while talking, he took the Dongfeng Mengshi.

"Li Weijian's Xingyiquan is from his family. He has practiced since childhood. Although he has not practiced the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard, washing the meridians and cutting the meridians, but after standing for so many years, he has already practiced a whole body with a whole body. As soon as he stretches out his hand, he is equivalent to pressing the weight of his whole body. Among them, the Five Elements Fist and Twelve Stances are mastered. Now he has some skills to get into the body, and he has never been on stage fright and has a lot of courage. Unless his skill is better than him, ordinary people are not his opponents. It seems that the American, who practices karate, should be the Songtao Kanliu of Shingotsu Yoshijin, and his movements are fierce and direct, but there are still some things in it, and he will only know when he meets it."

Pei Yan was also angry and drove around. Li Weijian sat in the back row, with a little excited face, constantly clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled. Only Bai Ze did not say a word, sat loosely in the passenger seat, closing his eyes and thinking about something carefully.

The predecessors of Japanese karate, Nahashou and Shurishou, have many shadows of Shaolin fist in them, both in their movements and in their strength. For example, the "Shinto Takashiro" in karate is known as the "Northern Horse" in Japanese martial arts world. Because it opens and closes its actions, moves straight, uses lunge horses, and is good at kicking and using leg techniques. The physical fitness of Europeans and Americans is generally strong, with long hands and long legs, so for a long time, this fierce and direct countless have been loved by European and American karate enthusiasts.

If you use the techniques in karate to make Li Weijian look like this, then the Americans must be a master. In addition, the other party is vicious and cut off people's hands and feet without hesitation. It is obviously a practical and efficient way, which is completely different from the common karate competitions on the market.

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