As soon as Jiang Muyang finished speaking, the people in the Taekwondo Hall became angry.
So crazy!
Too arrogant!
He actually had to fight against forty or fifty of them by himself!
It was simply arrogant to the extreme.
"Chinese! Don't think that you are invincible just because you defeated Coach Yin in a sneak attack! I, Park Jung-soo, a seventh-degree black belt, will make you pay the price for your actions!"
A burly coach stepped forward with a gloomy face, waved his hands and said: "You guys stand back, I'll teach him a lesson!"
Behind him, other coaches and students dispersed to make room for Park Jung-soo and cheered loudly.
"Come on Coach Park!"
"Coach Park, beat that nasty Chinese guy down!"
"Must win!"
"..."
Park Zhengzhu's eyes were fierce, he shouted loudly, and quickly rushed towards Jiang Muyang with a sway of his body.
The speed is obviously faster than Yin Dongxi.
Not only is he a higher rank than Yin Dongxi, but he also has more actual combat experience. He learned his lesson and did not use the flying back spin kick, which looked bluffing but was actually full of flaws. Instead, he kept his feet on the ground and quickly got close to Jiang Muyang. His body felt like it was full.
Like a bow, he suddenly exploded with force, raised his knees and legs, and kicked out.
It's fast, powerful, and lethal.
Jiang Muyang stood motionless. The moment Park Zhengzhu kicked his leg, he raised his right hand and moved it gently to the side.
It's a bit like Tai Chi's Four Liangs of Moving a Thousand Categories.
Park Zhengzhu's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a strange force coming from him. Although it was gentle, it made him feel overwhelmed. He lost his balance and threw himself to the side.
He almost rushed past Jiang Muyang.
Jiang Muyang stumbled.
Park Jung-soo immediately fell over and landed on his face, sliding a few meters away before stopping.
The left half of his face was bruised and bloody, and his facial features were distorted.
He roared in embarrassment, turned over and jumped up, turning towards Jiang Muyang with red eyes.
Punch out.
Jiang Muyang turned sideways slightly and bumped out with his shoulder.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The sound of muscles clashing.
Park Zhengzhu's expression suddenly changed drastically, as if he was hit head-on by a speeding truck and flew backwards, feeling that his frame was about to fall apart.
In this move, Jiang Muyang still didn't use any of his true energy, it was just an instant burst of pure physical power.
The iron mountain support of Bajiquan!
Now that he is here to compete, Jiang Muyang's identity is not that of an immortal cultivator, or even a martial artist. He is just a simple martial arts enthusiast.
He wants to use orthodox Chinese Kung Fu to talk to Taekwondo.
Take this opportunity to rectify the name of Chinese Kung Fu!
The power of Iron Mountain was so terrifying that Park Jung-soo lost his fighting ability on the spot.
Jiang Muyang swept the tip of his nose with his thumb and glanced coldly, his eyes full of contempt.
"You guys, come together!"
Maybe it was the look in his eyes that angered the people in the Taekwondo gym.
The forty or fifty people on the other side all roared and screamed and rushed over.
Jiang Muyang laughed, and took the initiative to step forward without any fear.
One person fights more than 40 people alone.
Jiang Muyang has not systematically studied Chuanwu, but he has watched many movies and TV series. Relying on his foundation in cultivating immortals, he can fully display some Chuanwu moves in his memory.
And it’s both physical and spiritual.
If any martial arts masters were present, they would be stunned and stunned.
Jiang Muyang's level is enough to defeat the famous martial arts master.
He successively used different martial arts moves such as Tai Chi, Baji Quan, Wing Chun, Xingyi Quan, Tongbei Quan, Hong Quan, Bagua Zhang, etc., defeating coaches or students in Taekwondo gyms one after another.
Even the black belt instructor couldn't withstand Jiang Muyang's move, let alone the students.
soon.
There was not a single person standing in the entire training ground.
Forty or fifty people fell to the ground and kept wailing.
Jiang Muyang stood in the center of the field. His body was not particularly burly, but at this moment he looked unusually tall, like a javelin, tall and sharp!
All this was photographed by Su Xin.
It was so shocking that it reminded Su Xin of an old movie she had watched, "Fist of Heroes" starring Lian Jie, in which he defeated the entire martial arts gym by himself!
In Su Xin's eyes, Jiang Muyang's figure seemed to overlap with Lian Jie in the movie.
So handsome!
Incomparably handsome!
Su Xin's eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and her delicate body was trembling slightly with excitement.
She tried hard to steady her hand and prevent the camera from shaking.
Such a shocking picture should be seen by more people.
Let the whole world see how powerful Chinese Kung Fu is!
Jiang Muyang slowly looked around, his cold gaze swept over everyone, and slowly spoke, saying word by word: "Is this the so-called Taekwondo? Is this the spirit of Taekwondo you brag about? It will only bully our Chinese students, only
He would bully ordinary people, but in the end he couldn't even touch the corners of my clothes, what a waste!"
Su Xin's face suddenly became excited. It was so relieved and so refreshing!
At the same time, she did not forget her responsibilities and translated all Jiang Muyang's words.
He almost yelled out to vent his emotions.
"You, what do you want!" Park Zhengzhu's expression turned extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth.
"Where is Li Xiangyu?" Jiang Muyang asked.
Park Jung-soo said: "He is in the rest area on the second floor."
"Did he capture two young men?" Jiang Muyang asked again.
"Yes, yes." Park Jung-soo did not hide it.
"very good."
Jiang Muyang nodded and said to Yang Yuechen and Tong Xin: "You stay below, Su Xin, follow me upstairs."
"Yes, boss!"
Yang Yuechen and Tongxin nodded.
Su Xin ran to Jiang Muyang with excitement on her face and went to the second floor with him.
A few minutes later.
Jiang Muyang carried Zhao Yu and Gao Jie down with one hand in each hand.
These two brothers had suffered a lot, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were both a little confused.
However, these are just skin injuries and will not leave any sequelae.
As for Lee Sang-woo, I'm afraid he won't be able to walk on the ground for at least three months.
Tongxin hurriedly stepped forward and took Gao Jie from Jiang Muyang's hand.
Several people walked outside.
But just then.
Several figures came in from outside.
"Master!"
"The owner is back!"
"Master, these Chinese people are too arrogant. They came to kick the gym and injured many of us!"
The people in my gym suddenly seemed to be in a state of excitement and started shouting.
Park Sung Hyun is back, the youngest hero-level strongman in Kimchi Country is back.
They found their backbone.
Park Zhengzhu endured the pain, ran to Park Chengxuan, pointed at Jiang Muyang and said: "Cousin, those Chinese people came to kick the gym and not only broke the plaque, but also injured many of us. Cousin, you must
Teach them a lesson!"
After saying that, he shouted at Jiang Muyang: "Stupid guy! Do you know who is standing in front of you? This is the future light of our Taekwondo in Kimchi Country, Park Sung Hyun! Don't kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise...
"
"Crack!"
Before he finished speaking, Park Jung-soo received a slap in the face.
"Cousin, why did you hit me?"
He covered his face and looked at Park Sung Hyun in disbelief and aggrieved.
"Idiot! Do you want to kill me!?"
Park Sung Hyun glared at Park Jung Soo, then put on a smile on his face, bowed to Jiang Muyang, and said: "I'm sorry, sir, it's my person who was so rude. I'm very sorry."
"You are very smart. Smart people usually don't suffer."
Jiang Muyang gently patted Park Chengxuan's shoulder and left with everyone.
It wasn't until they walked out of the gym that Park Sung-hyun felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and swallowed hard.
"Cousin, why are you so afraid of him?" Park Jung-soo asked.
Park Sung Hyun glared at him again, "You know nothing! He tapped me twice, and my whole arm lost consciousness! You have no idea how scary he is."
"It's so terrifying. That man, he, he is simply not a human being, he is a demon!"
Park Sung Hyun pinched his left arm with his right hand.
He has no feeling at all, as if this arm is not his. I am afraid he will not be able to recover in three to five days.
And all this happened because Jiang Muyang patted him twice before leaving.
"I hope what he has done will stop here, otherwise..."
Park Chengxuan turned to look out the door with a worried look on his face. Then he seemed to have thought of something and said seriously: "Tell our people not to cause trouble to any Chinese people, otherwise I will deal with him personally!"