2pm, Jincheng Sports Center.
Although Kang Feng's body had not fully recovered, he was still thinking about the afternoon game and asked Fan Cheng to bring him over early.
In addition to the two of them, there are two white-haired old men. They are all Kang Feng's apprentices, but their physical conditions are even worse than Kang Feng's. It is good enough that they can come here to cheer. Don't expect them to take action.
Beside these two old men, there were three middle-aged men. They were Kang Feng's disciples and had some reputation in Jincheng. So Park Sung-shin and Richard found the three of them this morning and agreed to have a competition here this afternoon.
To be honest, Kang Feng had no hope against his three disciples. Even the grandson he personally trained was no match for Park Sung-shin, so how could his three disciples possibly do the same?
This also shows the embarrassing situation that Xia Guo's traditional martial arts are in. It has a strong heritage, but young people are unwilling to take responsibility, resulting in the gradual loss of many of the essences of Xia Guo's traditional martial arts.
People of Fan Cheng's age are very obsessed with traditional Xia martial arts, but they are old and can't exert much energy, so there is a lack of successors.
Kang Feng saw it all and was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. With the continuous advancement of technology and the increasing stability of Xia society, the role of traditional martial arts was becoming less and less. He was even worried that one day in the future, Xia's traditional martial arts would really be extinct.
Park Sung-shin and Richard also came. They looked quite arrogant and didn't take Kang Feng, Fan Cheng and others seriously at all.
Especially Park Sung-shin, after arriving at the scene, he took out a set of live broadcast equipment and started adjusting it. From time to time, he made a gesture to the mobile phone screen, and cheers would be heard from the phone.
In Xia Country, there are still some people who are obsessed with foreigners, and even blindly worship them. Park Sung-shin took advantage of this to gain fans in Xia Country and has a certain popularity on the Internet.
This time he brought professional live broadcast equipment with him, and he wanted to upload this afternoon's competition to the Internet in the form of live broadcast.
If you want more fans and more topics, you have to do crazier things.
Exposing the "true face" of traditional martial arts masters like Jincheng on the Internet is undoubtedly a good gimmick. As long as it is handled properly, he will surely gain a large number of fans again and have greater popularity on the Xiaguo Internet.
At this time, a lot of barrages appeared on Park Sung-shin's mobile phone.
"Wow! Oppa is so handsome! I love him so much!"
"Oppa Oppa, look here! I want to take a screenshot!"
"So manly! So handsome, I can't handle it!"
Park Sung-shin looked at the barrage of comments on his phone and smiled brightly.
"Good afternoon, everyone in the live studio! Today I'm going to be doing a live broadcast. The content of the live broadcast will be that I will take turns accepting challenges from the Xia Kingdom's traditional martial arts masters in Jincheng. I hope everyone can cheer me on. I will definitely not let you down!"
"Come on, Oppa!! You're the best!"
"Come on! Come on! We must teach these horse masters a lesson!"
Immediately, barrages of comments started to appear, as if Park Sung-shin was the best in the world and everything he did was right.
Fortunately, no one else saw these comments, otherwise it would have been a different scene.
After adjusting the equipment, Park Sung-shin began to accelerate, performed a flying kick, and landed steadily in the center of the field, which once again caused cheers in the live broadcast room.
When Fan Cheng saw Park Sung-shin's action, he snorted coldly.
Sensational.
Kang Feng's face was serious. Judging from the flying kick that Park Sung-shin just made, Park Sung-shin's condition was better than yesterday. It was hard to say whether Fan Cheng could defeat Park Sung-shin.
He couldn't help but look around, trying to find Shen Qi.
He felt uneasy because Shen Qi was not around.
Fortunately, Shen Qi also walked in at this time, with steady steps and no sign of nervousness.
Fan Cheng hurriedly pushed Kang Feng towards Shen Qi. He also eagerly hoped that Shen Qi could give him some confidence.
Just when they were about to reach Shen Qi, they suddenly heard a noise behind them. They hurriedly turned around and saw Park Sung-shin standing in the middle of the venue, waving his finger at the three of Kang Feng's disciples. Immediately, one of them couldn't help but rushed forward.
Once they entered the arena, the competition began. Even if Kang Feng spoke up, he couldn't stop it, so Fan Cheng stopped immediately and watched the competition between the two.
The middle-aged man already had a lot of grievances against Park Sung-shin, so he took the initiative to attack after he came up. His fists were soft yet strong, quite methodical, and full of momentum, and he actually forced Park Sung-shin to retreat continuously.
But after seeing it, Shen Qi couldn't help but shake his head.
The middle-aged man seemed to have some advantages, but in fact he revealed more flaws, the most obvious of which was his unstable lower body.
This situation is not surprising. Nei Rou Quan focuses on moves and internal strength, and does not have high requirements for the lower body. Only older martial arts masters such as Kang Feng and Fan Cheng will specifically train the lower body. For middle-aged men of this age, most of their minds are not on martial arts, and it is considered good to be at the current level.
After several consecutive attacks without success, the middle-aged man became anxious and quickened his pace to rush towards Park Sung-shin. However, Park Sung-shin seized the opportunity and kicked the middle-aged man in the knee. The middle-aged man groaned and fell to the ground.
The winner has been decided.
But Park Sung-shin didn't want to end the competition like this, so he kicked the middle-aged man again. The middle-aged man's body flew three or four meters away, fell to the ground with a bang, and struggled for several times before he could barely stand up.
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