Chapter 41 The successor of Golden Needle, the master of martial arts!
The venue was noisy and the crowd was excited.
As the master master, Wang Zhigang chose to sit on the sidelines. In his opinion, the bigger and more troublesome today's incident is, the better!
Didn't Chu Yueming want to make peace with Xini?
When it gets to the point where it can't be ended, let's see how Chu Yueming can find an excuse to keep Qin Feng, this little loser!
"Qin Feng, are you crazy? Director Chu just managed to calm the parents down. Please stop making trouble."
Fatty He Qiang quickly tugged at the corner of Qin Feng's clothes and began to persuade him.
Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced at Zhao Hai, Wang Zhigang, and all the students and parents.
There was a look of disappointment between his eyebrows,
Then he said calmly: "The Chu family's kicks are a martial arts classic that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Looking at the entire Canglong Kingdom, the Chu family's kicks are so exquisite that they can be ranked among the top five among many kicks! Decades ago, countless martial arts idiots couldn't help but
I came to Jiangcheng from thousands of miles away to learn this unique martial arts skill and paid three obeisances and nine kowtows! But now you all regard it as rubbish! This is simply ridiculous!!"
Qin Feng's words were very resounding!
The parents who were noisy at first were shocked speechless for a moment.
They are all residents living nearby, and they are also natives of Jiangcheng. When the Chu family's leg skills were famous, they were all children wearing crotchless pants.
There was a moment of hesitation.
"absurd!!"
Wang Zhigang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said with a sneer: "Can the Chu family's kicking skills be ranked among the top five in the Canglong Kingdom? Hahaha, it's a joke! Then where should my twelve-way tan kicking be ranked?"
"Wen Wu is the best, Wu Wu is the second! When it comes to kicking skills in Jiangcheng, the Chu family's kicking skills are the best!"
Qin Feng's gaze was like a torch, sweeping past Wang Zhigang, and said lightly: "Master Wang, if you are not convinced, you can give it a try!"
At this moment, Qin Feng stood proudly among the crowd, with a sharp and sharp momentum all over his body!
No one thought that the young Qin Feng would say such arrogant words directly to the martial arts master Wang Zhigang on such an occasion.
Wow!!!
For a time, not only the parents of the students were excited, but Zhang Can, Zhao Hai and others also started shouting.
"Qin Feng, what happened today was originally caused by you, but you are still here talking shamelessly!"
"In other people's hands, you can't beat the bullshit kicks in ten moves. How can you have the nerve to brag about it here?"
"That's right! Master Wang's twelve-way tan legs are not something a little brat like you can comment on!"
"Too arrogant! Today we must let him know that the pot is made of iron!!"
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Amidst the ridicule and abuse, Zhao Hai, Zhang Can and others were gearing up, eager to teach Qin Feng a lesson.
The little fat man He Qiang shrank his neck and hurriedly advised: "Qin Feng, you...don't be impulsive. The Twelve-Road Tan Kick is Master Wang's specialty. It is said that it was taught by his master Li Chongzheng himself. Don't do anything stupid.
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Chu Yueming also hurriedly ran down the stairs, frowned and said: "Xiao Feng, Uncle Chu understands your good intentions, but you must not act out of emotion!"
After finishing speaking, Chu Yueming hurriedly put on a smile and said to Wang Zhigang: "Master Wang, Xiaofeng is young and doesn't think carefully about the problem. If I offend you in any way, don't be angry. Just treat it like giving me, Old Chu, a
Face, look..."
Wang Zhigang directly interrupted Chu Yueming's words and said with a sneer: "Director Chu, you don't need to say more. Who has never been younger? At this age, it is normal to be young and energetic. You and I have been close for so many years. I, Wang, must be
I won’t be angry with such a little baby, but..."
"But what?"
Chu Yueming asked.
"We are all on our own tonight. Even if he is ignorant, for the sake of Director Chu, we don't have to be as knowledgeable as him. But what will be the consequences of this youthful arrogance outside? No one cares.
Whose nephew is he! Whose relative!"
"So I must teach him a good lesson tonight so that he can remember it for a long time. It is also for his own good!"
After Wang Zhigang finished speaking.
Chu Yueming's face was even more ugly.
Qin Feng didn't want Chu Yueming to be ridiculed, so he said bluntly: "Tell me how to compare!"
"If I, a master like you, really want to fight with a junior like you with a real gun or a knife, if I hurt you, Master Chu will have to blame me, Wang. So, just use the sandbags to compete."
Wang Zhigang smiled and glanced at the largest hanging sandbag in the venue.
Walked straight over.
This sandbag is a heavy-duty professional fighting sandbag customized by the martial arts school. In addition to sand and other synthetic fillers, there is also an iron core built into the middle. The weight of the sandbag alone reaches more than 300 kilograms!
The size is even larger than the average sandbag. Even if Wang Zhigang, a tall man of 1.8 meters, stands over it, he looks like a child.
This big guy, even the students in the advanced training class, can't use it at ordinary times. If you punch it, it will barely move.
In Chu Yueming's words, I bought it just to show off.
Zhang Can and several young coaches occasionally pretend to be cool, pose for photos, etc.
At this moment, Wang Zhigang patted the sandbag, making a muffled sound.
He waved his sleeves and shouted: "Today all the students and parents are here, I, Wang, will show my shame and let everyone see what the real Twelve Road Tan Legs are!!"
As he spoke, Wang Zhigang shook his shoulders and dropped his coat.
Zhang Can, who had quick eyes and quick hands, followed immediately and caught the coat.
The whole process can be described as full of style!
Dozens of students, large and small, and more than twenty parents suddenly became energetic.
Many of them came to the Chu Family Martial Arts School to sign up to learn martial arts, all because of Wang Zhigang's reputation as "Li Chongzheng's true disciple."
Usually, Wang Zhigang just lets young coaches like Zhang Can and Zhao Hai teach, and rarely takes action in public.
Now that such a master master is about to perform his special skill "Twelve-way Tan Kick" in person, everyone is naturally very excited and eager to see it!
Under the attention of everyone.
Wang Zhigang took half a step back, his eyes calmly locked on the giant sandbag in front of him, his thick thighs slowly stretched out into a lunge, and his body sank steadily.
During the sinking process, Wang Zhigang's calf and thigh muscles continued to strengthen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even before taking action, others can already feel the terrifying power contained in it!
Some students and parents couldn't help but hold their breath, with a burning look in their eyes.
"Hey!!"
With a thunderous roar!
Wang Zhigang suddenly moved. His body was as fast as lightning, like a tiger or a wolf leaping. His right leg with swollen muscles swept directly over the sandbag with a whirring sound.