Lin Bin blinked his eyes: "6666, one kick and it's gone, what else is there to say?!"
Mr. Jia Qian replied, "This is a northern-style leg technique."
Taoist Wang explained, "Brother Feng is proficient in punches, kicks, grappling, weapons, and internal martial arts. Furthermore, the leg he was born an inch shorter has been trained to be even stronger than his normal leg!"
Mr. Jia Qian: "I see, you are quite capable!"
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“6666!”
“Oh my god?!”
"Who saw what happened?!"
"I recorded it and slowed it down 32 times. I could barely make it out. When Jin Ali kicked out with his leg high, the anchor jumped up even faster, turned 180 degrees, and kicked him back, sending him flying!"
"Did it fly or was it ruined?"
"This... this is Chinese martial arts?"
"Oh my god, is there really such a thing as Chinese martial arts?"
"Is it that Jin Ali is too weak?"
"Bullshit, he's the runner-up in the Korean Taekwondo national competition. It's definitely not that he's weak, it's that the anchor is too strong?!"
"Look and enjoy..."
In the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments exploded, and countless viewers were shocked.
Various gifts also came pouring in. In less than a minute, there were more than a dozen rockets!!!
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"I overestimated you, ten seconds?"
Feng Yuxiu curled his lips, looked at Jin Ali lying there, already unconscious, and said disdainfully: "You can't even hold on for a second."
"A guy like this has the nerve to open a martial arts school and accept disciples?"
"Are you worthy?"
He then looked around at the stunned and shocked crowd, then back at the live camera: "I think you are all Chinese."
"So, remember this!"
"National martial arts are the strongest!"
"Shoulders and hips work together, elbows and knees work together, hands and feet work together. Capturing is static, holding is dynamic. Only after successfully capturing can you advance your weapons. Weapons are an extension of your hands and feet!"
"The so-called unity of man and instrument, the unity of mind and intention, intention and qi, qi and strength, internal yin, external yang, internal and external are connected as one qi. If one form is not in harmony, it is difficult to practice other forms!"
"First punch, then kick, then grab, all five weapons in one!"
"What Taekwondo? It's worse than shit!"
"When they attack, they either jump high or kick high. In the eyes of us practical fighters, they are just sitting ducks. They may look agile and powerful, but they are actually as stupid as a sow!"
"Whether it's traditional martial arts or modern fighting, when it comes to actual combat, the most important thing to avoid is not touching the ground. Only by keeping your feet firmly on the ground can you flexibly change your moves and respond."
Feng Yuxiu sneered disdainfully.
"Leg technique?"
"Southern fists and northern legs, there are so many leg techniques in our national martial arts, such as the Twelve-Way Tan Leg, the Mud-Walking Step, the Chuo Jiao..."
"Maybe the name doesn't sound good, but which one isn't strong in actual combat?"
"Take the kicking technique, for example. As far as I know, there's a group of people practicing it in a village in northern China. A woman in her forties or fifties can easily break a tree trunk more than ten centimeters in diameter with a kick!" (PS: This is a true story, and there's a video of a woman breaking a tree trunk with just three kicks.)
"Taekwondo?"
"Kicking the composite wood is fine, but why don't you let them try kicking a tree trunk?!"
"Stupid as an old sow!"
Feng Yuxiu turned around and looked at the group of staff at the martial arts gym with disdain.
And it wasn't until now that they realized it.
They all glared at Feng Yuxiu.
Someone rushed to see what was happening with Jin Ali, but a group of coaches surrounded Feng Yuxiu, glaring at him angrily.
Stupid as an old sow!
You were staring at us while saying this?!
Do you think we are old sows?!
A group of coaches were all furious and watched with anticipation.
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"Oh my god, anchor, be careful!"
"These guys don't seem to have martial ethics!"
"Even though I don't understand what the host is saying, I still feel it's pretty awesome, and the results are impressive. I'm a fan of Chinese martial arts from today! But... host, you'd better run! There are over twenty coaches there!"
“···”
The young man helping with the livestreaming also felt his scalp tingle after watching this. He whispered, "Feng... Master Feng, you'd better leave quickly. The fans are all asking you to leave quickly. They have no moral principles."
"Walk?"
"No martial ethics?"
Feng Yuxiu sneered: "Just relying on this bunch of idiots who are worse than old sows?"
"What did you say?"
"grass!"
"Fuck him, let's do it together!!!"
A group of coaches were angry. Regardless of their reasons, they all rushed over at this moment.
But Feng Yuxiu is not an ordinary person.
Crackle!
Maneuvering and waiting for an opportunity to counterattack...
Too fierce!
This guy is training for actual combat, a killing skill! He has also trained his ability to withstand blows!
Although Feng Yuxiu was kicked a few times by a group of coaches, he acted as if nothing had happened. Instead, he knocked down all the twenty or so coaches within two minutes.
Lying all over the floor!
There were so many moans!!!
"You guys don't want to learn from our ancestors." Feng Yuxiu looked at the live broadcast room and sneered, "Learn this?"
“Fuck…fuck!”
The young man who was helping with the live broadcast was stunned, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't help but exclaim "WTF".
The live broadcast room was filled with comments of "wow".
Many of the Taekwondo students and their parents who were watching the excitement were also dumbfounded, looking at Feng Yuxiu in disbelief...
It's too exaggerated!
Who has ever seen such a scene before?
See it now!
"The police are here!"
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