When it comes to moves, Li Yundong's Paima can't compare to Liang Fei, who was born in the Lian family.
Although Li Yundong has only practiced some fancy tricks of Taekwondo, he has golden elixir vitality, and even his ordinary move "Black Tiger Eviscerate" is also a huge killing move.
His punch flew into the air and sent the gun flying, which shocked everyone in the auditorium to the point where they lost their voices and their minds went blank.
"How is this possible?" This thought was running through everyone's minds.
Flying through the air? This is not a fantasy movie!
After a short period of dead silence, ** Fei stumbled up from the stage. He looked at Li Yundong in shock and fear, as if he couldn't believe what just happened. His lips trembled and he gave a slight salute to Li Yundong.
Then he jumped off the stage, turned around and walked away.
Zhou Yu chased after him with a shocked face, lowered his voice and asked: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"Shut up!" There was an unspeakable fear in **Fei's voice. The voice of this black boxing practitioner who was used to fighting was trembling slightly. "We have encountered a master of practice who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger! Don't look back, hurry up.
Let’s go, we are no match!”
Zhou Yu followed **Fei's steps with confusion, until he left the auditorium, he took **Fei's arm and asked: "Senior brother, what kind of spiritual master? What are you talking about, why can't I understand? Just now
Were you plotted against?"
** turned his head fiercely, grabbed Zhou Yu's collar, his eyes were full of fierce and fierce looks: "Shut up, I told you, don't ask anymore, and leave quickly!"
**Fei dragged Zhou Yu out of the campus. It wasn't until the two of them got into the car that **Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and glared at his junior brother ferociously: "How did you get into this?
He killed a cultivator? He actually dragged me into the water!"
Zhou Yu was stunned and had no idea what was going on. He argued loudly: "I told you, I don't know what a practitioner is! Senior brother, what's the matter with you?"
**Fei stared at Zhou Yu carefully for a while, and saw that his expression didn't seem to be fake, so he turned his head, started the car, and said in a cold voice: "Don't ask, you can't afford to offend this man, and don't do it again in the future."
he!"
**Fei said and took off the diamond iron ring on his forearm. Zhou Yu realized that **Fei had blocked it just now and now his forearm was already covered in bruises!
Zhou Yu took a breath of air. He knew how hard the iron ring was. He also knew that his senior brother's hands were as good as steel. After putting on the diamond iron ring, even if he hit it with a hammer, he might not be able to break out the piece.
Bruise!
**Fei took a look at the injury on his hand and shook his head to Zhou Yu: "You drive."
The two people changed places, Zhou Yu moved the car, and said with some reluctance: "Brother, is this the end of it? Aren't we destroying the master's sign?"
** Fei said coldly: "Stop talking and drive your car! I will find this place back sooner or later, but we can't do it. The master must go to Guangdong to pray for God!"
"Please God? Which great master can you please?" Zhou Yu asked, but saw that his senior brother turned his head and looked out of the car window without answering, so he did not ask any more questions.
It’s just that he didn’t know that when Fei Fei mentioned inviting gods, he didn’t mean inviting martial arts masters, but masters who were also practitioners and specialized in “divine fighting skills”!
**Fei and Zhou Yu hurriedly left like bereft dogs, but there was an uproar in the school auditorium. After a brief silence, a burst of boos suddenly appeared from the audience: "Fake fight! Fake fight!"
Can you not boo? Two people are more than one meter apart, and they punch their opponent away with one punch?
If this was not a match-fixing, then there would be no match-fixing in Chinese football!
John, a foreigner in the audience, shouted particularly loudly: "It's too fake, the Chinese will cheat!"
Fortunately, he spoke English, otherwise he would have been beaten up by a group of people.
Chrissy on the side frowned after hearing this, and reached out to pull John: "Hey, this is China, please be polite!"
John said disdainfully: "I thought I could see a real Kung Fu show, but who would have thought I would see such a fake show? It's so disgusting!"
After saying that, John suddenly became excited, took three steps and two steps at a time, and suddenly jumped onto the stage.
Chris covered her eyes with her hands, looking like she couldn't bear to witness it. The teacher beside her shouted John's name loudly, but John turned a deaf ear.
Chris screamed: "God, who agreed to let this idiot come to China with us?"
At this time, Li Yundong was booed by the audience inexplicably. When he was puzzled, he suddenly saw a golden foreigner about 1.85 meters tall jumping up. With such strong skills, Li Yundong knew at a glance that he was a practitioner.
"Why is there another one?" Li Yundong frowned.
The host who was trying to smooth things over on the stage was dumbfounded. She looked at the burly man taking off his coat, revealing his strong and toned muscles. She didn't know what to say.
John hooked up with the beautiful host who was standing aside. After she came over, he took the microphone and spoke a lot to Li Yundong in English.
Li Yundong's English is very poor. How can he understand the fast-speaking American English? He stared at the female host beside him with wide eyes. The female host glanced at the nervous teachers in the audience as if asking for help, but these teachers could not possibly
Rush onto the stage and forcefully drag John off, right?
Therefore, when these teachers saw the female host looking over, they all avoided it and pretended not to see it.
The female host had no choice but to take the microphone and translate to Li Yundong: "He said his name is John Shelter, he loves fighting, and he wants to make friends with you through martial arts."
"Using force to make friends?" Li Yundong couldn't laugh or cry. This was not part of the plan!
Li Yundong's hesitant look made John more and more sure that he was deceiving just now. John couldn't help but provoked: "Chinese, what's the point of cheating? If you have the ability, defeat me! I think your Chinese Kung Fu is just a show off!"
Li Yundong didn't understand this, but the beautiful host did. She suddenly felt the same hatred for the enemy and whispered to Li Yundong: "He said he looked down on you and looked down on our Chinese Kung Fu. Hey, that was a civil war just now. We won the battle."
It’s not honorable either. Now we are targeting the outside world at gunpoint, why don’t you try to bring glory to the country?”
Before Li Yundong could agree, he saw the beautiful host walking to the edge of the stage, bending down to the teacher who waved to her, and the two of them were talking about something.
After a while, the beautiful host came over and said with a low smile: "Your political mission has come. The teacher said you can take on the challenge, but you must take care of the face of your foreign friends and don't hurt them."
When Li Yundong heard this, he was very angry: "Do these officials only have the most important eyes on foreigners? He can hurt me, but I can't hurt him?"
Li Yundong thought of the previous manifestations of the school's worship of foreigners, and felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly. He sneered secretly in his heart, and made up his mind to deal with this ignorant foreigner, and embarrass the leaders a little by the way.
Li Yundong nodded to the host beside him: "I understand."
The beautiful host whispered to Li Yundong: "Come on! I support you!"
Li Yundong smiled at her, and then turned his attention to John, who had been eager to try.
John whispered a few words to the hostess, nodded, then walked up to Li Yundong and extended his fist to show his respect.
Li Yundong raised his eyes and glanced at the foreigner in front of him, and saw that he looked provocative and disdainful, as if he couldn't wait to knock him down.
The teachers in the audience all regretted it. They secretly regretted why they had a fighting competition as the finale. Now, it’s okay. It’s not a good thing to hurt anyone casually!
The teachers were worried, but the students didn't care. They shouted heartlessly and loudly one by one. Those with strong patriotic sentiments loudly supported Li Yundong. Those who thought it was an exaggeration and fake attack supported John in exposing Li Yundong's true face.
John jumped on the spot and observed Li Yundong's standing posture. He saw this boy standing there with his eyes lowered. His steps were not steady at all, like a rootless tree. He put his hands vertically in front of him, and his whole body
There are gaps above and below.
John sneered and muttered: "Chinese, let me show you what real fighting is!"
After saying that, he roared loudly, kicked his feet, and pounced towards Li Yundong!
When Li Yundong saw John's figure move, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed like lightning. He still punched flatly and hit John with a roar.
John's feet were all off the ground at this time, and he was swooping in the direction of Li Yundong. The distance was farther than the previous flight. The wind of Li Yundong's punch hit him hard in the chest.
He was knocked out and flew straight to the backstage!
"Wow"!
There was an uproar in the audience!
This time, everyone could see clearly that John was rushing toward Li Yundong. His body was in the air, his feet were off the ground, and it was impossible to change his direction, but he still flew away!
What does this mean?
Does this mean Li Yundong has Qigong?!
"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Everyone on and off the stage was shocked. Only Su Chan burst out laughing. She came to John who fell on the ground and looked at the golden-eyed foreigner curiously.
But after she took a quick look, her expression suddenly changed. She immediately turned John over and used her hand to check his pulse. Su Chan's face was as white as paper!
This guy's heart stopped beating!
He, he was punched to death by Li Yundong!
Su Chan was frightened and frightened. She couldn't imagine what their lives would be like after Li Yundong killed someone!
Will he be taken away? What will I do?
Su Chan felt cold in her heart. After a moment of panic, she regained her composure. Just as she was about to use magic to revive the man, she saw a golden woman suddenly rush towards her from the background.
After Chris rushed into the backstage, she saw John lying motionless on the ground with his eyes closed. Her heart skipped a beat, and she rushed over to check for his pulse. Suddenly, her face turned pale. She raised her head and said loudly to Li Yundong, who was walking over.
: "You killed him!!"
What he said was authentic Chinese, but his accent was a little strange.
Li Yundong was also shocked. He walked quickly to John and checked his breathing. Sure enough, there was no breath at all!
"Did I kill someone?" A buzzing sound exploded in Li Yundong's mind.