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Mr. Jia Qian: "Taekwondo? What is that? I know it's from South Korea."
Lin Bin and Taoist Wang were about to explain, but Feng Yuxiu spoke up and said to the two live broadcast rooms, "Taekwondo?"
"Oh."
"It's not even fancy moves, it's just show."
"What's the point of looking good?"
"Kung Fu is a killing technique, and Chinese martial arts is an even more killing technique!"
"He has absolutely no actual fighting ability. What kind of runner-up, professional athlete? Ten seconds! If that runner-up gym owner could last ten seconds in my hands..."
Feng Yuxiu smiled sinisterly, looking even more ferocious: "Even if he wins."
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“???”
“????”
The barrage was suddenly filled with question marks, and then curses started.
"Just keep blowing your own trumpet!"
"I'm a Taekwondo student. I'll jump up and kick your head off!"
"Just don't get beaten to the point of crying for your parents later!"
Feng Yuxiu was so angry!
But there was no way, he couldn't use the Internet cable to hit people!
So, he could only hold it in and prepare to vent his anger on the Taekwondo gym in front of him. At this moment, he walked to the gate.
He looked up and looked at the plaque hanging more than three meters high.
Then, he snorted coldly.
Boom!
He stomped his foot on the ground, and there was a loud bang. Then, he flipped 360 degrees in the air and kicked out in the air.
Crack!
As Feng Yuxiu fell to the ground, the plaque, which was broken into seven or eight pieces, was also scattered all over the ground.
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