I Taught Martial Dao In The City, With Thirty Million Disciples!

It was only half the morning that Liu Yuanji had lost seven taekwondo black belts in one fell swoop, and the news had already spread on the Internet.

There are even relevant news from abroad.

This kind of news has had a great impact on the practitioners of taekwondo as a whole.

This effect may not yet be seen.

But for at most a week, there will inevitably be related theories on the Internet such as "Taekwondo can't actually be fought", "Taekwondo is taught by martial arts", "Taekwondo flower boxing embroidered legs" and so on.

But these taekwondo practitioners can't refute.

How to refute?

People are just stating the facts.

Even before this, everyone knew that taekwondo was nothing more than high kicks. It was beautiful and chic. It might not be able to withstand a drunken bastard in a real fight, but you know it. After all, no one really went to the street to fight with people. .

And now, their taekwondo is under the gauntlet.

They won seven in three hours, and every number shocked them.

They desperately hope that this confrontation will end soon.

"Whoever says Taekwondo is awesome in the future, I'll show him today's video."

"As a person who has not undergone formal training, I can be on par with those who practice taekwondo. How can someone dare to say that taekwondo is amazing?"

"Big Brother finally did a human thing!"

"Eldest brother, strengthen me to pass on martial arts!"

Liu Yuanji is almost resting, and looking at the time, it is actually still early.

According to normal development, the eighth game should wait until 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

"Take another call, and go back to cook when you're done."

Liu Yuanji muttered, got up from the ground, and walked to the field.

As soon as he appeared, thousands of people around him immediately looked at him again.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

The three thousand disciples of the Lu clan shouted loudly, and they could hear it for thousands of meters.

Winning seven games in a row made them feel honored as the disciples of the Lu family.

The eighth duel is still a Taekwondo fighter, Zheng Yan!

Seeing that it was him, Liu Yuanji said, "It's finally time for you. Come on, let me see if you can play like your mouth."

This guy spoke ill of Master behind his back, and he remembered this guy on the first day he came.

Zheng Yan snorted lightly, but did not speak.

As Zhang Yun said "start" and quickly retreated, Liu Yuanji actually came on his own initiative.

Zheng Yan was very nervous. He watched the seven duels carefully. He substituted himself and simulated it in his mind.

But no matter how he simulated it, he found that he didn't seem to be Liu Yuanji's opponent.

Seeing Liu Yuanji approaching erratically, he subconsciously stepped back and kept a distance from him.

But he just took two steps back, and suddenly felt that Liu Yuanji's speed seemed to be quicker all of a sudden.

Before he could react, Liu Yuanji had already slapped it.

He raised his arms and crossed them in front of him.

"Snapped!"

With a palm shot, both arms were easily broken open, and the strength was so great that he had no intention of resisting.

"Gossip Serial Palm!"

Liu Yuanji drank lightly, stepped on his feet, and shot with his palms.

"Clap clap clap!"

The palm of the hand kept falling on Zheng Yan's chest, Zheng Yan was like a broken doll, who was beaten and couldn't do anything except back.

"Snapped〃"! "

With nine palms in a row, Liu Yuanji suddenly stopped and stood still.

Zheng Yan's tendency to retreat continued unabated. He went back more than ten meters before he swayed, his legs swayed, and he fell to the ground, clutching his chest with a painful expression on his face.

"I surrender!"

Zheng Yan shouted weakly.

Liu Yuanji cut it, it was really boring.

Eight people, not even a single one that could open it to him.

It's basically a face-to-face knockout, and then one foot down, ending the duel.

He couldn't even fully display the Bagua Zhang moves that he had just practiced in the past few days.

One-finger Zen is useless.

This kind of situation where he just prepares to go all out every time, but the next second the opponent directly admits defeat, makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Just now, when he came up, he would cast a series of palms, or else it would be a second move.

"Liu Yuanji wins!"

Zhang Yun ruled that he looked at Liu Yuanji with surprise.

He has been a referee in the UFC for so many years, and he has seen such a neat fight.

But just now, Liu Yuanji's gossip series is the real deal!

The palms are like the wind, and the chain continues.

Can not help but full of ornamental, power is not bad.

"I'm going, was it a serial palm just now?"

"Gossip serial palm combat!"

"Wulin Feng can see clearly, this horse riding is the real martial arts!"

"The handsome group of senior brothers!"

"It's not a one-step victory after all."

"This trick is so cool!"

Netizens enjoyed watching it very much. Although it was still one move to defeat the enemy, at least he performed a complete move.

Liu Yuanji didn't rush to go down, but looked at the Kung Fu anchor who had not yet played off the field: "Go back for dinner, come back in the afternoon."

Turn around and walk away.

"Master, how was my performance?" Liu Yuanji couldn't wait to take credit.

Lu Yuan hummed: "Go back and cook."

After staying here for a morning, he has a feeling - a waste of time!

What a waste of time!

I thought that no matter how weak the opponent was, he could have a few moves with Liu Yuanji.

Even with some tactics?

It turned out that he thought too much, and the weakness of the other party made him feel very desperate as a master.

This is a rare practice!

For a martial artist, actual combat is very important.

But in times of peace, there is almost no other way to actually fight than to go to a boxing match.

In today's game, Lu Yuan also called to report last night, otherwise he wouldn't be able to play at all.

He originally thought that with 27 games in two days, Liu Yuanji would be somewhat injured.

But now it seems that Liu Yuanji will win very easily.

The so-called actual combat has completely failed to play its due role.

Lu Yuan did not rush back, but walked to the arena, swept over the three thousand disciples of Lu's disciples, and said, "Everyone, sit down, and I will prepare the meal."

There are too many people, and he can't arrange them one by one.

But it's okay to eat.

"Master Lu, don't worry about us!"

"We can just order takeout ourselves."

The three thousand disciples said quickly.

Lu Yuan waved his hand: "You two have a rest."

Then he asked Chen Dong and others to rest in place, and he provided the meals for the past two days.

These people are all dedicated to supporting Liu Yuanji. As the chief helmsman of Lu's disciples, he is always responsible.

Lu Yuan went to the city alone and let Liu Yuanji and Wu Haoran eat at home.

Ten minutes later, he came to the city and found ten restaurants to serve them separately.

Then they bought a large amount of drinking water, which was delivered directly to the door.

Back to the village, after waiting for about 20 minutes, the water delivery person came.

Boxes of water and beverages are piled up beside the plum blossom pile.

Just go take it if you want to drink.

After waiting for another half an hour, the food delivery came.

Seeing how these people were enjoying their meals, and the atmosphere of chatting and laughing, the kitten's Zhao Dong's face became more and more ugly.

He stood up and walked towards the village, with Mr. Hu hurriedly following him: "Director Zhao, where are you going?"

Zhao Ming said: "Let the anchor who played in the afternoon come over."

Ten minutes later, Zhao Ming sat in the courtyard with a group of anchors who had not yet played.

The anchors felt the breath of the coming storm from Zhao Ming, and they did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

Zhao Ming suddenly said: "Eight people in the morning didn't even touch each other's hair."

"You are fighting a wheel battle!"

"Don't care if you win or lose, drain him, entangle him, hug him, scratch him with your fingernails, bite him with your teeth, won't you fight in the street?"

The presenters were stunned.

They want to say, we will fight on the street, but you are obviously a woman fighting.

But thinking about it carefully, what Zhao Dong said seems to make sense.

Not wanting to win, just dragging him and draining his physical strength doesn't seem to be particularly difficult.

"." Six games in the afternoon, just do it!"

"Whoever drags him for one minute will be rewarded 50,000! If he drags him for two minutes, he will be rewarded 100,000! If he drags him for five minutes, he will be rewarded 500,000!"

Zhao Dong has invested his blood, and it is really impossible to do so.

Everyone doesn't know each other, and if you want them to show 12 points of motivation, you must get money to clear the way.

Facts have proved that the effect of money clearing the way is quite good.

Several people stood up immediately and said, "Don Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely do it!"

"Just hold him, it's too easy!"

They are full of confidence.

On the other side, in the yard, Liu Yuanji just finished eating and went back with Wu Haoran, ready to rest for a while.

"Senior brother, they seem to be very weak."

"Weak batch."

Recalling the eight duels this morning, Liu Yuanji shook his head.

He had never seen such a weak chicken, but he was still cautious, for fear that the sewer would capsize.

"Senior brother, you are on the hot search!" Wu Haoran handed over the phone: "Look, the popularity is so high!"

Liu Yuanji brought it over, read it carefully, and kept looking at the comments.

Comments on Yishui all praise him, and there are many people who call him big brother.

This made him Liu Yuanji very excited.

After winning these kung fu anchors, I have never seen such comments and excitement.

...

The two leaders of the propaganda outlet and the tourism bureau met at a meeting today, and it happened that Mayor Huang's secretary was also there.

The secretary mentioned Lu Yuan, and the two suddenly remembered that there was such a person.

They have been busy recently. Last time, Mayor Huang asked them to pay more attention to this Master Lu, but they forgot.

The secretary was a little speechless: "The two leaders pay more attention, Master Lu has been very popular recently."

After the secretary left, the two got to know each other specially.

Half an hour later, Zhang Bu from the publicity outlet said in surprise, "This Master Lu is amazing!"

Director Zhao of the Tourism Bureau said: "He has gone abroad all the time."

"Old Zhao, what do you think?"

"Observe and observe, but Mayor Huang has said that it should not be a problem."

"If it is really uploaded on the Internet, it can indeed be well promoted."

"Yeah, think about it, this is the work of our big summer. What a good publicity direction, it can also shape the impression of our Jinling in the eyes of outsiders."

"Hey, this Master Lu's disciple kicked the gym today?"

"There will be another game tomorrow, do you want to go to the scene to see it?"

"Don't go tomorrow, go now, there's still more in the afternoon."

The two leaders hit it off and set off immediately.

In the afternoon, two o'clock.

Lu Yuan sat on the teacher's chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Liu Yuanji stood up slowly from the pony on the side, twisted his neck, stretched his arms, and made a crackling sound of bones all over his body.

As soon as he stood up, everyone watching the battle around him also cheered up and looked over.

"Are you going to start!"

"The ninth game, senior brother, come on!"

"It's a legend to win 27 games in a row this time!"

"As expected of the senior brother, the combat power is fierce.".