One after another, Taekwondo masters in the underworld flew backwards and fell to the ground like sandbags, hitting the wall.
Screams and groans came and went.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of fractures, it resounded throughout the gym.
The news that Jiang Muyang was kicking the gym was no longer a secret. This Taekwondo gym naturally got the news, so the gym director temporarily dismissed the students and relied on his own connections to call in many black belt masters and even a few heroes to help out.
A total of more than thirty masters of different ranks gathered together, intending to rely on the crowd tactics to stop Jiang Muyang's progress.
The result is obvious, they failed.
Not to mention more than thirty, even three hundred or three thousand are not enough for Jiang Muyang to fight.
It can only be said that they know nothing about Jiang Muyang and know nothing about immortal cultivators.
"Brother Jiang is so handsome!!!"
Su Xin was holding her mobile phone and filming the video while screaming excitedly, her face flushed.
Zhao Yu and Gao Jie, two buddies with their arms around each other, also felt their blood boiling, as if they were the ones who knocked the stick to the ground.
"Relieve your qi! It's so qi-relieving! Taekwondo is simply vulnerable to Chinese Kung Fu. It's a shame that I used to regard this thing as a treasure. I'm so stupid, really!"
Zhao Yu clenched his fists and beat his chest, stamping his feet without any regrets.
Gao Jie said: "It's not too late to understand now. We are still young and have plenty of time to learn traditional Chinese Kung Fu."
"Yeah! You're right."
Zhao Yu nodded heavily, as if he thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, becoming extremely excited.
the other side.
Jiang Muyang clasped his hands behind his back and swept his eyes calmly across the crowd.
Everyone who was caught by his gaze trembled and quickly lowered their heads or looked away, not daring to look at Jiang Muyang at all.
The aura is too strong and the momentum is too fierce.
"You lost."
Jiang Muyang spoke slowly.
Although many people don't understand Chinese, they can guess what he means.
Their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.
It's like eating a lump of Rexiang.
"Let's go."
Jiang Muyang smiled disdainfully, turned around and left.
But at this moment, a burst of noisy footsteps sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people rushed in.
The people who came were all wearing Taekwondo uniforms, and they were generally older, with almost no one under forty years old, and there were many elderly people who were over seventy years old.
But even the old man is walking like a dragon and in good health.
These people are all masters of the Taekwondo Association, and they are all heroes.
The three ancient men headed by them are the only three heroic seventh-dan warriors left in Kimchi Country besides Li Donghai, the president of the Taekwondo Association.
"Who are you?" Yang Yuechen stepped forward, blocking the visitors, and asked in a deep voice.
An old man with white hair had no expression on his face. He glanced at Yang Yuechen and said in a deep voice: "We are from the Taekwondo Association of Kimchi Country. I can't talk to you about Mr. Jiang."
"What a loud tone!"
Yang Yuechen's face darkened, his body shot out, and he clenched his fist and hit the old man.
The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, his body swayed, and his right leg swept up with a sound of breaking wind.
"Bang!"
The two fists and feet collided.
"Kick, kick, kick, kick, kick..."
Yang Yuechen's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but retreated backwards.
After retreating four or five meters, he kicked his right leg back, his feet rubbing tightly against the ground and slid out another two or three meters before he stopped.
As soon as he stopped, Yang Yuechen's body shook twice, and he suddenly felt his energy and blood surge, and his mind was agitated.
That old man is so powerful!
Yang Yuechen's expression suddenly became solemn.
"Mr. Jiang, it's you we want to see. Not just any cat or dog is qualified to talk to us."
The old man said coldly.
Jiang Muyang's face was as dark as water. He didn't say a word and directly replaced words with actions.
His figure flashed, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and the lightning flashed out of him, and he appeared in front of the old man in an instant.
"scare!"
The old man was startled and his face turned pale.
Jiang Muyang's eyes were slightly cold and he stretched out both palms.
"call!!!"
The wind howls in the palm of my hand, like a strong wind passing by.
Dozens of masters from the Taekwondo Association were immediately blown away by the palm wind, and were knocked back and forth.
Even the three powerful seventh-level heroes are the same.
He couldn't resist Jiang Muyang's palm wind at all.
This is because he was merciful, otherwise these people would all have died on the spot!
Jiang Muyang snorted coldly, closed his palms and retreated, saying coldly: "Who do you think you are, you dare to touch my people!"
Although his voice was not high-pitched, it had a domineering air that could make people's hearts tremble.
The old man who had previously attacked Yang Yuechen covered his chest, calmed down his surging blood, and gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Jiang, our Taekwondo Association came here to see you. We are very polite. Shouldn't you also show your generosity and kindness?"
Capacity?"
"I'm not a generous person to begin with," Jiang Muyang said with a cold face, "Besides, I'm not your father, so why should I spoil you?"
"you!"
The old man suddenly became very angry, his chest heaved and he was breathing heavily.
The whole face turned blue and purple from time to time.
Another old man who was a seventh-level hero stepped forward and said: "Jiang Muyang, we are not here to fight. Please..."
"Tell me why you're here."
Jiang Muyang was not interested in wasting words with these sticks, so he interrupted him directly.
The old man frowned slightly and said, "Jiang Muyang, your behavior is a provocation to our entire Kimchi Nation. We..."
"Speak of business, or get out!"
Jiang Muyang became increasingly impatient.
The old man was interrupted twice in a row and was very angry, but when he thought that Li Donghai was no match for Jiang Muyang, he could only suppress his anger and said in a deep voice: "That's it, we will invite a master to fight you fairly. If you
If you lose, you need to publicly apologize to Taekwondo and Kimchi Country, and compensate for all losses. If you win, our Taekwondo Association will publicly admit defeat and apologize to you."
"hehe……"
Jiang Muyang sneered.
"Why, are you afraid?" The old man frowned and said, "If you are afraid, you can just make it clear and we will not force you."
Jiang Muyang shook his head and said: "There is no need to use this inferior provoking method to embarrass people. Since you want to make an agreement with me, show some sincerity. If I lose, I want to apologize to your association and the entire Kimchi Country.
, you lost, but you only need to apologize to me personally, and the stakes are not equal, don’t you think it’s funny?”
"What do you want?" the old man asked.
Jiang Muyang said: "It's very simple. If you lose, you must apologize to the injured Chinese people in person and compensate for the losses. You must also apologize to all Chinese people and admit your mistakes."
"This is impossible!" The old man refused on the spot.
Jiang Muyang shrugged: "That goes without saying, please get out of the way, I have to go to the next Taekwondo gym."
Saying that, he walked forward.
Another old man quickly raised his hand and said: "Okay, we agree to your conditions."
Jiang Muyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked Su Xin: "Did you record it?"
"Brother Jiang, don't worry, I recorded everything, so I'm not afraid of them cheating." Su Xin raised her chin slightly and said with a smile.
"very good."
Jiang Muyang nodded, looked at the old man, and said, "Okay, then I will wait here for a while, but my patience is limited. I hope the master you invited can be a little faster."
The old man had a sullen face and said nothing.
I thought to myself, when Shiva arrives, you won’t be happy anymore!
Ten minutes later.
The rightful owner has arrived.
A man wearing a loose white robe walked in.
He is not tall, but extremely stocky. He has a big shiny bald head, which reflects the slightest light under the illumination of the light. His eyes are like poisonous snakes, emitting a cold and cold light, which makes people feel heart-stopping.
It is Shiva!
As the male Shiva walked in, everyone immediately felt a powerful aura rushing towards them, as if what was walking in was not a person, but a bloodthirsty beast.
Park Sung Hyun walked half a step behind him to show respect.
"Mr. Shiva!"
The eyes of the three Taekwondo hero seventh-level masters suddenly lit up, and they took the initiative to greet him, bending down and keeping a very low posture.
Shiva is one of the three giants of the Kingdom of God and the top powerhouse in the dark world. Compared with the seventh-level hero, it is not a level at all. It can be said that as long as he is willing, it will not be a problem to massacre all the Taekwondo masters on the scene.
Facing such powerful men, naturally I dare not be disrespectful at all.
"There is no need to come to these false gifts. I am just here to fulfill the promise I made back then and leave after finishing my work." Shiva's face was cold and he did not take these people seriously at all. He asked indifferently: "Who are you looking for me to deal with?
"
Park Chengxuan pointed at Jiang Muyang and said: "Mr. Shiva, he is that Chinese."
Shiva slowly looked up.
When he saw Jiang Muyang clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank and his body trembled as if struck by lightning.
Jiang Muyang grinned at Shiva.
Although he didn't know Shiva, he noticed this person when he was fighting Akutsu Ryuya that day.
Unexpectedly, the master invited by Kimchi Country was actually him.
Shiva suddenly trembled.
Although Jiang Muyang's smile was bright, he felt a bone-chilling coldness.
"Mr. Shiva, that Chinese guy is so arrogant. He kicked out nine houses in a row yesterday, and he's still going on today. I'm ashamed to say that none of us are his opponents." Park Chengxuan said, "Fortunately, you're here.
, with you taking action, we will definitely be able to easily deal with him."
"Shut up!"
Shiva gritted his teeth and roared.
Park Chengxuan said doubtfully: "Mr. Shiva, what's wrong? That Chinese guy..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish speaking, Park Sung Hyun was punched away by Shiva.
It knocked several people away by the way.
This scene immediately shocked everyone in the Taekwondo Association.
But the bigger shock was yet to come.
I saw Shiva walking quickly towards Jiang Muyang. When he was still five or six meters away from him, he stopped, clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and said: "Mr. Jiang, I didn't know you were here, so please,