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Shangguan Yunfei's face turned cold. It seemed that this guy was also Su Yuling's suitor. He stared at Jiang Fei with his eyes tightly and said, "Let's see who is the real man later. Then you will know who to choose. See you in the finals, if you can reach the finals."

It seems that this kid is quite confident, but he can say it all. At least in Jiang Fei's eyes, this guy's kung fu is not as good as the guy named Miyamoto just now, and he lacks the decisive spirit of killing and decisiveness on his body.

Then, the people from the Karate Club and Taekwondo Club arrived and when they entered the venue, bursts of booing were heard, and all the students in China looked at him with disdain.

After all, for the Eastern country, there are too many conflicts with China. In addition, the home court of China is full of people and powerful, and waves of ridicule are heard. These Eastern people can understand Chinese language, and their faces are immediately full of anger, and the atmosphere suddenly reaches the point of ignition.

"Damn, let you know that Chinese Kung Fu is your ancestor."

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"Yunjing, we are a competition, not a bickering." Shangguan Yunfei immediately stopped him.

This is a formal competition. There is a referee teacher next to you. If it is too big, it is probably possible that they will be directly disqualified from the competition.

"Okay, the first group of players are on the court."

The referee looked at the watch, held the schedule and said, "Li Qiang, Park Eun-hee."

Jiang Fei saw that why there were still girls on the court? Isn’t this game really useless? Looking at the girl from the Taekwondo club opposite, she has a good figure, wearing a Taoist robe, barefoot, stepping on the ring with a very solemn offensive posture.

There was a black belt hanging around her waist, which made people look at it more.

There is a sponge under the ring, and barefoot is also a way to prevent these students from taking action too ruthlessly. After all, this is a friendly cultural exchange, not a desperate effort.

Li Qiang was also barefoot and stood opposite him. Jiang Fei glanced over and found that Zhou Qiang should be practicing boxing this time, with strong hands and calluses at the tiger's mouth.

The Taekwondo girl on the opposite side was not simple. She stood there coldly, like an ice sculpture, her eyes were like stars, and her attacking posture was extremely sharp.

"Enheexiao                 jiě, come on, let them know how powerful Taekwondo is." Miyamoto Koji said on the side.

Looking at the light flowing out of his eyes, it seems that this guy should be Park Eun-hee's suitor. This college is so chaotic.

"At the end, no harm is allowed, surrender or lose if you go out of bounds!"

After the referee finished speaking, he blew the whistle in his mouth with a beep.

Park Eun-hee bent down and bowed to Li Qiang. Li Qiang also bent down quickly. Just when he was just bent down, an unexpected scene happened.

The moment Park Eun-hee raised her head, she kicked the ground with force with her left foot, and kicked her right foot sideways, kicking her towards Li Qiang's chest.

Park Eun-hee's origin is not simple. To be honest, Miyamoto Hiroji is the direct successor of Miyamoto Nidao Liu. Park Eun-hee is the granddaughter of Taekwondo master Park Jung-nam. She has been very talented since childhood. This competition is also to clarify the name of Taekwondo!

When she kicked her so suddenly, Li Qiang didn't react at all. When he saw the naked little foot kicking over, he subconsciously reached out to protect his chest and wanted to resist.

However, Park Eun-hee's kung fu is really not something that can be blown away. She kicked it out with one kick, and she used the force sideways. Her whole body bent and leveraged. This force is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Bang!

Even Li Qiang was a good player in the martial arts club and a disciple of the martial arts family. He was shocked by this kick and hit the edge of the ring hard and left the boundary.

"Park Eun-hee wins!" the referee announced the results.

No one reacted to this scene, and opened his mouth wide in surprise. After a moment, there were bursts of screams and scoldings: "Shameless, vulgar!"

"It's so shameless. Li Qiang wasn't ready, so she took action."

Park Eun-hee turned a deaf ear to the screams of these people, turned around and walked off the ring coldly, while people on the other side surrounded him and praised him for a while.

"Shut up, your skills are not as good as others. If you lose, you lose. You won't be enough if you win later."

When Shangguan Yunfei saw that the situation was wrong, he needed martial arts to have martial ethics, so he quickly scolded him.

Jiang Fei shook his head and said, "Even if Park Eun-hee didn't take action suddenly, Li Qiang is not an opponent."

Park Eun-hee's explosive power just now was not easy to kick Li Qiang from the center of the ring to the edge of the ring.

"What did you say? Li Qiang is the successor of Bagua Fist. If Park Eun-hee hadn't been the sneak attack, how could he lose?" Shangguan Yunfei said unconvincedly.

Jiang Fei continued to shake his head, people should have self-knowledge. The decline of Chinese martial arts is that these guys are self-righteous and look down on other countries' martial arts. They don't know that the Taekwondo Hall is now open all over the country, and the Chinese martial arts halls are simply not comparable.

"You will know later. I hope your people won't be defeated too badly." Jiang Fei shook his head. The person on the other side was not the elite of the Yamada group, but the members he had trained since childhood were Park Jung-nam's disciples. Here, a group of self-righteous martial arts families were no different from the past when they were closed to the country.

"Next group..." The referee continued to order the game.

Something was wrong next. After the game ended one after another, the fans of the martial arts club cheered and shouted, and they lost all eight games in a row, with six people on the opposite side advancing, and there were only Jiang Fei and Shangguan Yunfei.

"Damn it, how could I be so strong?" Shangguan Yunfei shouted and cursed.

This result was something he could not expect at all. How could he lose like this? It was simply unreasonable.

"President Shangguan, now you know which country's martial arts are the strongest." Miyamoto Koji said with a thrift when he saw this result.

Shangguan Yunfei's face turned pale and glared at Hiroji Miyamoto and said, "I haven't lost yet, what are you talking about?"

This guy directly ignored Jiang Fei's existence because Jiang Fei's game just now was too funny. Because Jiang Fei casually threw the soul-squeezing beads to the ground, the idiot on the opposite side kicked himself out of his body, and was still rolling his eyes and sent him to the infirmary for first aid.

"Then let's watch it slowly, Eun-heexiao             jiě, let's sit here first."
Chapter completed!