The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

A martial arts faction was furious, rushed up and asked, "Who do you say is weak?"

The Westerner said domineeringly: "Of course it's you, haha! What's a group of people who can only talk about it?"

"Who are you? Dare to come to our country and speak nonsense?"

"I'm a master invited by your martial arts association to compete, and I'm here to beat you and let you see what your real strength is."

"You won't succeed, all of us will beat you to pieces."

"Hmph, are you talking about that young man? It's just normal. If you want to beat me, it's just a dream. You Chinese people have always been weak. It was like this a hundred years ago, and it's still like this now. It will never change." Xi Yang said the man contemptuously.

The period of history a hundred years ago was the most humiliating period in the history of China. It is unbearable to look back. Because of the weak national strength, the country was broken by the strong ships and guns of the Western Empire, and many unequal treaties were signed to humiliate the country.

After more than a hundred years, these Westerners still think that Chinese people can bully them at will, they really deserve to die.

It is tolerable or unbearable.

This remark immediately caused a hornet's nest, and many people shouted: "What are you talking about, believe it or not, I will slap you?"

"Yes, whip this foreign devil and beat him hard!" The crowd was excited.

The Westerners were not afraid at all, and provocatively said: "Look, I said that you can only play tricks, and when it comes to real strength, you are all shy, haha .”

Everyone was red-faced, but the other party was a master, and everyone knew that they were just ordinary people, not the other party's opponent at all, so they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak out.

At this time, the staff of the martial arts association came out and scolded loudly: "What are you talking about, this is a distinguished guest, how can you be rude to the distinguished guest."

Hearing this, the martial arts faction was furious: "Damn you, this man insulted our country, yet you still speak for him."

The staff dismissed it and said, "A bunch of boring people." Then he turned to the fighters and said, "Everyone, please come inside, the press conference is about to start."

Many boxers showed smug smiles, turned around and walked inside.

"Stop!" the martial arts faction yelled,

"No one challenges you, so I will challenge you. I want you to apologize for what you just said. Chinese people will not allow you to insult."

"I insulted you, what can you do? Are you my opponent? I can crush you to death with one finger!" the Westerner said contemptuously.

"I don't allow you to insult the Chinese people!" The Tingwu faction roared and rushed up, and the Westerner punched out directly on the opponent's chest.

boom!

Ting Wu Pai fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, unable to get up due to the pain.

"Too weak, not worth mentioning." Xiyang said.

Ha ha!

Many other fighters echoed loudly.

Immediately, the others became angry and pointed at each other why they wanted to fight. At this time, the staff of the martial arts association stood up and shouted: "What are you going to do? It is clear that this person started the attack, and his skills are not as good as others. He deserves the beating. No It is his fate to be beaten to death."

This is the insult of my compatriots, which makes everyone even more angry. No wonder foreigners look down on Chinese people. Even my compatriots have so many lackeys, so it is strange for others to look down on them.

Tang Zheng walked into the crowd just in time to see this scene. Immediately, evil flames sprang up. The martial arts association was really rotten to the core. subordinate staff.

Seeing that the other party was helping foreigners and insulting his compatriots, Tang Zheng walked over with a sullen face, and said, "Please apologize to this gentleman?"

"Who are you?" The staff did not recognize Tang Zheng.

"I am a Chinese."

The staff curled their lips and dismissed it dismissively: "Go away, you don't have a place to talk here."

"Are you still a Chinese?" Tang Zheng asked.

"It's none of your business, you ask for beatings, right?" The staff also learned a few tricks, seeing that Tang Zheng was deliberately finding fault and embarrassing him in front of foreign guests, the anger in his heart also sprang up, " If that's the case, then you asked for it all."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Tang Zheng's wrist with a grabbing move.

Tang Zheng's move was as fast as lightning, and with a backhand grab, he took the first step to grab the opponent's arm, and then snapped it directly.

This time he didn't take off his arm, but directly broke his arm, because the other party is from Huaxia, but it is even more hateful to help the tyrant, so Tang Zheng's attack was even more ruthless.

The staff screamed, and the others watched this scene in disbelief.

This person shot too fast, and before he saw clearly how he did it, the opponent's arm was broken.

In addition, this person is too courageous. He even dared to make a move at the press conference of the Wushu Association.

"Ah, I recognize it. Isn't this man Kung Fu Brother?" Suddenly, he exclaimed, and after he reminded him, others also realized that this man is the famous Kung Fu Brother?

He even came to the hotel, and he took such a clean hand to teach the people of the Wushu Association. It was so relieved that many people from the Wushu faction shouted excitedly: "Brother Kung Fu, we support you, you are good!" , It’s too hateful to teach these guys who eat inside and outside.”

Tang Zheng nodded to the excited crowd, then knelt down to support the martial artist who was hit, and asked, "How are you injured?"

The other party looked at Tang Zheng excitedly, seeming to have forgotten the pain on his body, and said: "Brother Kung Fu, it's really you, I know you will definitely come, and you will definitely defeat these people who don't believe in Chinese martial arts, you are the best , I support you to the end."

"Thank you, it is because of you people that Chinese martial arts can be passed down for a long time. When people talk about Chinese martial arts decades and hundreds of years later, it is your credit. Without your trust and support, Chinese martial arts The inheritance will be influenced by some people with ulterior motives." Tang Zheng said.

Hearing this, the other party asked in disbelief: "I'm not a martial arts practitioner, do I have any credit for the inheritance of martial arts?"

Tang Zheng nodded solemnly: "Of course."

"Okay, with your words, it's not in vain that I have believed in Chinese martial arts for so many years. I promise, I will continue to believe in it in the future. My son and my grandson will believe in it."

"Yes, we will all believe in it." The Tingwu faction was excited.

However, there will always be some clowns jumping out at any time, only to hear a yin and yang person disdainfully say: "Speaking is better than singing, martial arts is based on real skills, not lip service, relying on lip service to show off, that's a bitch , not a warrior."

"Yes, these people are just trying to use their tongues, and I don't think they have any skills. Let's wash up and go to sleep as soon as possible, and don't come here to shame people." This is a person from the Wuwu faction.

Tang Zheng snorted coldly, in any country there is always a small group of people who think they are smart, but always do things that make loved ones hurt their enemies.

"Are you Kung Fu Brother?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted Tang Zheng's thoughts, and saw the Westerner who had done the work earlier walked in front of Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng helped the martial arts faction up, and said, "I am you."

"Oh, you still have a little ability, but I think that's all you have." The Westerner said with his head tilted.

"Really?" Tang Zheng was noncommittal, pointing at the other party and said: "You have hurt many people and hurt the feelings of Huaxia people just now with your words. I want you to apologize for your words and deeds."

"Haha, you want me to apologize?" The Westerner laughed out loud as if he had heard a big joke.

"Yes, the place you are standing in is not your Western Empire, but the land of Huaxia Kingdom, yet you openly insult the Huaxia people. If you don't apologize, then you don't even think about leaving this country." Tang Zheng said coldly .

"Haha, what a big joke, what ability do you have to say that? Just rely on your flamboyant fists and embroidered legs?" This Westerner has watched the video of Tang Zheng fighting. Although he admits that the opponent is not ordinary embroidered legs, he still has the confidence to defeat Tang Zheng. .

"Hmph, if you try it, you will know if you have this ability."

"Okay, although the martial arts competition hasn't started yet, I don't mind having a fight to warm up first, boy, come on, let me teach you what it means to be a real master."

The other people had different expressions when they heard the words. No one expected that there would be a fight before the martial arts conference started. The staff member with the broken arm took advantage of the chaos and hurriedly slipped into the hotel.

"Brother Kung Fu, teach this Westerner a lesson severely." The martial arts faction cheered loudly.

Not to be outdone, the other foreigners shouted, "Kyle, teach this kid a lesson and make him kneel on the ground and beg for mercy."

"Haha, okay, as you wish." Kyle smiled triumphantly, clenched his fists, and immediately, the muscles on his arms swelled up, and the bones made a crackling sound.

Tang Zheng said expressionlessly, "Do it."

"I advise you to do it first, otherwise if I do it, you will have no chance to do it." Kyle said.

Tang Zheng snorted coldly, and said, "If that's the case, then pour it for me!"

Tang Zheng tipped his toes, like an arrow shot out, and punched the opponent. Kyle's reaction was also very fast, and he also greeted him with a punch.

boom!

There was a muffled sound as the fists collided, but then there was a burst of broken bones. The blood vessels in Kyle's strong arm exploded, blood flew, and a piece of bone directly pierced the muscle, exposed in the Outside, it was white and bloody, and it was terrifying.

hiss!

Everyone gasped. No one expected that Kyle’s arm would be crippled with just one punch. This was much more serious than the injury suffered by the staff member just now. Even the blood vessels exploded, what a lot of power it needs.

Everyone had different moods, but no one cheered, and no one insulted, because they were really shocked by this blow.

However, Tang Zheng's attack was far from over, this only opened the prelude to the stormy attack.