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129, Kung Fu

The night before last night, Wang Pengyu saw with his own eyes that a Vietnamese wizard with strange magic skills was killed by a rocket launcher. He was obviously at the peak of his dark power. Tong Yong, a giant man who was not weak in strength, was unable to resist under the attack of modern weapons. He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.

He was confused and had a little doubt about the martial arts he had painstakingly cultivated for more than ten years.

Because of this, Wang Pengyu felt suffocated when he came back from the abandoned factory. From a Taoist perspective, he is a kind of inner demon, so his personality became slightly surly. This Korean Taekwondo black belt not only beat Wang Pengyu's woman, but also talked back.

Wang Pengyu's wild words that Chinese martial arts can only be used for acting hit Wang Pengyu's muzzle, and Wang Pengyu's inability to vent his suffocation suddenly poured out on him.

Under normal circumstances, when faced with such a martial arts master who was not even a black belt, Wang Pengyu would do so lightly even if he wanted to teach him a lesson and would not be cruel.

The middle-aged man with a black belt kicked him. Although it was just a tentative attack, it caused a roar and was obviously extremely powerful. The coaches and apprentices of the Zhongxing Martial Arts Hall in the audience, including Zhang Jinglei, were secretly worried, lest Wang Pengyu could not beat him.

This middle-aged man.

Although Zhang Jinglei knew that Wang Pengyu was powerful, she had never really seen his martial arts, and she suddenly regretted that she should not have called Wang Pengyu over.

Faced with this fierce side kick, Wang Pengyu smiled coldly, just like when he reached out to grab Zhang Jinglei's jade foot. He gently reached forward with his left hand and grabbed the middle-aged black belt's ankle. It was only with the strength of five fingers, so naturally it would not

Be as gentle as you treat Zhang Jinglei.

The middle-aged man with a black belt couldn't help but snorted when he saw Wang Pengyu dare to grab his right foot with one hand. His side kicks were so steady that he could easily break even a wooden stick with a thick arm. He was very popular among all Taekwondo gyms.

Famous, this young man is not looking for death. Now he is even more energetic, trying to defeat Wang Pengyu with one move and let him know how powerful Korean Taekwondo is!

Wang Pengyu sneered. This guy couldn't even recognize the Xingyi Yingxingquan. I really don't know how he had the confidence to go to a martial arts gym. Fortunately, he found a martial arts gym that didn't have a martial artist in charge. He replaced it with something a little more powerful.

The martial arts school has been beaten to the point where it can no longer be found north and south.

He only exerted a slight force on his five fingers. The seemingly thunderous kick of the middle-aged black belt man suddenly stopped. No matter how hard the middle-aged black belt man applied force, one leg seemed to be locked by steel claws, and the bones were about to be scratched and cracked.

I can't get away no matter what.

The middle-aged man with a black belt reacted quickly. When he saw that he couldn't break free, he suddenly used this leg to exert force, raised his other foot in the air, and kicked Wang Pengyu on the other side of his neck.

There was a trace of contempt on the corner of Wang Pengyu's mouth. He was too lazy to let the other party continue to perform. He gently moved his right foot forward and placed it on his abdomen with great accuracy, exactly the same position as the middle-aged man kicked Zhang Jinglei.

The middle-aged man with a black belt suddenly let out a scream. He was kicked by Wang Pengyu and flew three or four meters away. He curled up and fell to the ground. He tossed and turned and couldn't stand up!

Wang Pengyu looked at him and smiled coldly. Although his kick only used 10% of the strength. It would not kill the man, but it had shocked his internal organs. If he didn't lie in the hospital for three months, he would not even think about walking alone!

Zhang Jinglei looked at Wang Pengyu in a daze. She never imagined that Wang Pengyu was so powerful. A black belt master in Taekwondo, he had no resistance in his hands and ended the fight with one move.

Countless little stars appeared in the eyes of the little girls from the speedster gang, and they all jumped and clapped with excitement. One of them even pulled Zhang Jinglei and insisted that Zhang Jinglei introduce Wang Pengyu to her boyfriend.

The people in the Ji Dojo Hall in the audience were immediately speechless as if their mouths were full of flies. After a while, they all started shouting, saying that Wang Pengyu just happened to defeat a middle-aged man with a black belt. A young man who also had a black belt around his waist was there.

Under the encouragement of everyone, he couldn't help but jump onto the ring and said in a deep voice: "I am Jin Zhiwu, a fifth-degree black belt in Taekwondo. Let me learn your martial arts!"

From what he said, he was also from Korea.

Wang Pengyu was a little surprised. He knocked down the middle-aged man with one move, and he was still rolling and moaning on the ground. This young man dared to come up and compete with him.

He said calmly: "You are no match for me. I think you'd better send him to the hospital as soon as possible."

Jin Zhiwu looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground indifferently and snorted: "He has disgraced the Korean nation and deserves to be punished."

Wang Pengyu snorted and nodded: "In this case, it's troublesome for you to come up one by one. Come all together. I don't have time to be bored with you."

Jin Zhiwu showed an angry look on his face and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, martial arts competition is a sacred thing, please don't insult it!"

Wang Pengyu couldn't help but laugh: "Holy? Martial arts have only two uses, one is to strengthen the body! The other is to kill people!"

After he finished speaking, he lightly stomped the wooden board of the arena with his right foot. A secret force surged toward Jin Zhiwu as the floor trembled. Then he saw that the soles of Jin Zhiwu's feet seemed to have been severely hit by a sledgehammer from bottom to top.

After being hit, the whole person suddenly flew up, and fell to the ground with a pale face. He looked at Wang Pengyu with extremely frightened eyes, as if he was looking at a monster.

Wang Pengyu shook his head slightly: "Do you think this can be called a competition?"

After saying that, he didn't bother to look at the two Koreans and turned around and walked under the ring.

The burly young man who was knocked down by the middle-aged man had already struggled to stand up, but did not get off the ring. Seeing Wang Pengyu easily defeating two black belt Koreans, he staggered over and stopped Wang Pengyu, his eyes wide.

He looked at Wang Pengyu and said in a hoarse voice: "Please accept me as your disciple!"

Wang Pengyu glanced at him and said calmly: "I will not accept you as my disciple, please get out of the way."

The Wang family's martial arts are passed down from male to female, from within to outside. How could Wang Pengyu accept an outsider as his disciple? Although he also knows many other martial arts, even so, this young man has already passed the best period of practicing martial arts, and so has Wang Pengyu.

It is impossible to accept him as a disciple.

The burly young man stubbornly blocked the steps leading down to the ring. Wang Pengyu waved slightly, and the young man involuntarily stepped aside.

Wang Pengyu got off the ring, glanced at Zhang Jinglei, and said calmly: "Don't do this nonsense again!"

After saying that, he ignored a group of chattering girls from the speedster gang, walked straight out of Zhongxing Martial Arts Hall, and drove home.

Zhang Jinglei watched Wang Pengyu leave without looking back, but her heart felt sweet. It seemed that this idiot didn't really not care about her. He rushed over immediately after hearing the news that he was injured, which proved to be nervous.

own.

Not long after Wang Pengyu returned home, the sound of a car suddenly came from outside the yard. Wang Chengyuan, who was playing chess with Old Man Xu under the tree, then called out: "Ayu, someone is looking for you."

Wang Pengyu put down the I Ching and walked out of the yard. His face turned cold. It turned out that the man who was looking for him was the burly young man who wanted to become his teacher.

"How did you find this place? Did Zhang Jinglei tell you?"

The burly young man quickly explained: "No. I saw your license plate number and asked someone to find your address. Please accept me as your disciple. I am here to become your disciple sincerely."

Wang Pengyu couldn't help but show a look of displeasure on his face. No one wanted others to check him, but he was stunned for a moment. His license plate number was from Hanjun County. The young man found his registered address in a short time.

Not small!

Seeing Wang Pengyu's displeasure, the burly young man explained: "My uncle is the director of the Transportation Department over there, so I can find your information. Please don't be offended. Senior Sister Zhang refused to tell me, so I did this."

When Old Man Xu heard the burly young man talking, he couldn't help but feel a little funny: "I said, Lao Wang, there are still people who need to learn your Zhanzhuang Kungfu. The director seems to be a pretty big official, right? If you accept him as an apprentice, you won't be able to do it."

It’s over.”

He added with some sigh: "My kid is in his forties and is still a section chief. He doesn't go home for a few days a year. But if he wants to find the master, he should also be looking for you. Why did he find Ayu?"

Old Man Xu is a local. The Wang family moved here more than 20 years ago, and the Xu family is already next door. The two families often move around, and their relationship is not bad. Old Man Xu’s wife died early, his son works in other places, and his grandson followed him.

I was bored and didn't want to leave my hometown where I had lived for many years. I often came here to play chess with Wang Chengyuan, knowing that Wang Chengyuan knew martial arts.

Of course, he didn't know that Wang Chengyuan not only knew martial arts, but was also a master with the highest level of cultivation.

Wang Chengyuan smiled and said: "The kid is making trouble, let's not worry about him, hurry up, it's your turn."

Wang Pengyu glanced at the burly young man again, frowned and said, "I said I won't accept you as my disciple, so you can go."

The burly young man asked with some confusion: "Why not? I can give you money, no matter how much it is."

Wang Pengyu couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said casually: "If I want one million, will you give it to me?"

Old man Xu opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but said: "Ayu really knows how to joke."

The burly young man thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "If you can teach me the martial arts to defeat that Korean black belt, I can give you one million."

Old man Xu originally picked up the water cup to drink water, but it suddenly squirted out.

Wang Pengyu was a little surprised. One million is by no means a small amount. It is not easy for a government office like Tang Jiajun, who has his own industry, to get out one million in cash at once. This young man is willing to give out one million in order to learn martial arts. What is his background?

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However, he still shook his head: "You have passed the best period of practicing martial arts. Even if I teach you, you will not achieve much in the future. Don't waste your time."

"Can you beat that Korean black belt?" the burly young man asked seriously.

Wang Pengyu couldn't help but laugh: "Korean black belt?"

"Yes, as long as we can defeat such an opponent." The burly young man nodded and said.

Wang Pengyu thought for a while: "Forget it, it's that simple. I won't accept you as a disciple, and I don't want your money, but I will give you some pointers and there will be no problem in defeating them."

Knowing that his strength is not as good as that of a middle-aged Korean black belt, he still goes to the ring to fight with his opponent. Wang Pengyu also appreciates him a little. (..)

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