Chapter 489

Surrounded by a crowd, Rosen couldn't help looking pleased.

No matter what occasion, he is always very popular. He can even expect that after the banquet, several little girls will add their own wechat. Next, they don't need to do anything, they will take the initiative to ask themselves out.

Originally, his family asked him to study in China, but he still resisted. After all, he was a foreign land, but he didn't expect to know that this was his own paradise after coming to China.

The girls here have an almost blind infatuation with foreigners. Even those golden girls are no exception. They regard it as an honor to find a foreign boyfriend.

"Rosen, I don't know if you have seen kung fu movies. Do you think Chinese Kung Fu is powerful or modern fighting is better?"

When a rich second generation saw so many girls around Rosen, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy and said.

As a Chinese, he is always proud of the quintessence of his country.

"Chinese Kung Fu? Are you mistaken? Are those flower fists and embroidered legs comparable to the boxing skills that have been demonstrated countless times in the challenge arena?"

Before Rosen could speak, a man around him couldn't help talking.

"Yes, what Chinese Kung Fu is just something blown out by Chinese people."

"Look, is there real Chinese Kung Fu in the challenge arena? If Chinese Kung Fu is really powerful, why don't you go up and fight Tyson?"

A girl also skimmed her lips, leaving the rich second generation speechless and wondering how to refute.

"I also like your kung fu movies very much, but it's just a movie. As a fighter, I can responsibly say that China's ancient Kung Fu is not good at all. It should have been eliminated long ago. It can't be on the table now."

Rosen's words fell, and everyone agreed.

At this time, a figure stood up.

"Rosen, although you are Jiang Shao's friend, you can't belittle our Chinese martial arts because you are a boxer."

This is a young man with square face. He is not tall. At least he is a head lower than Rosen. He looks very strong.

"It's Zhao long. I remember he loved Kung Fu very much when he was a child. He was a kung fu fan."

Some people in the crowd recognized the square faced youth. After all, the people who came today are basically in a circle. Many people are good friends in private.

"I've heard of it, too. It seems that he paid homage to a Taijiquan teacher. No one could beat him in school before."

Zhao long is obviously well-known in the circle. At the moment, he stood up and let Rosen have some fun on his face.

He said in non-standard Chinese: "I am not belittling Chinese martial arts, but stating the fact that a declining martial arts system can not be compared with the top fighting skills in the world. Although there is a word I don't want to say, I still think you should recognize the reality that Chinese martial arts really can't do."

Rosen's words immediately aroused many people's agreement.

"Yes, if we can't, we must recognize the reality. Zhao long, don't be stubborn."

"Rosen has been in the challenge arena and won the second place in the championship. Although you have practiced for several years, you haven't seen you fight with those players in the challenge arena."

When people around you say something to me, Zhao Long's face turns purple red.

"Hum! Rosen, I want to challenge you!"

Finally, Zhao Long couldn't help shouting.

"Does it represent Chinese Kung Fu?"

Rosen seemed to hear some funny jokes.

"Just because you Chinese three legged cat have flower fist and embroidered legs?"

"You'll know if it's flower boxing and embroidered legs."

"OK, I promise you."

Rosen was thinking of showing off his kung fu. Unexpectedly, someone brought a pillow when he was sleepy.

"Do it."

Zhao Long made a standard Taijiquan gesture, but as soon as his posture was put out, he saw that Rosen rushed out with an arrow step, and then hit Zhao Long's chin with a lower hook.

With a click, Zhao Long finally withdrew two steps. If someone hadn't held him in the back, he might have fallen to the ground.

"I said you couldn't."

Rosen shook his head with a look of contempt.

"Is Chinese Kung Fu so weak? It seems that we were cheated by the film."

"Yes, it's too strong for Rosen to be knocked down by one punch?"

"No wonder you are ridiculed by others. What can you do if your strength is not good?"

All kinds of comments from the people around him made Zhao long want to find a crack to drill down.

Sitting on the sofa, Li Changsheng shook his head.

Zhao long can stand up and correct the name of Chinese Kung Fu. He is a bloody Chinese. Unlike the other guys, he licks the foreign devil Rosen and can't stand up after kneeling for a long time.

But Zhao Long's Kung Fu is really poor. Taijiquan, as one of the three internal boxing in China, is an advanced method that can enter the Tao with martial arts, but he has learned a superficial skill.

Just now, I wanted to pull a thousand pounds in four or two, but I was knocked down by someone else's fist.

"As I said, Chinese Kung Fu is not good at all. Any fighting skill can only be tested by actual combat. Look at the international arena, there are no national skill players who have become champions."

Rosen won and talked more freely.

People around could not help nodding.

"Boxing is just a kind of power to squeeze the potential of the body and stimulate it. At its peak, it is in its teens to 20s, and then it begins to decline after its thirties. This kind of Kung Fu can only be called fighting. However, our Chinese martial arts integrate Taoism. That is the real boxing. Practicing our Chinese martial arts can prolong life and cultivate self-cultivation. Is it your barbarian fighting skills What's more, you just beat a half hanging Tai Chi Boxer and dare to despise my Chinese national skill. Don't you know that I have a vast territory and rich resources, and there are so many experts, but you disdain to show it on the challenge arena. "

A cold voice came.

Li Changsheng came out of the crowd and suddenly the whole box fell into silence.

Everyone looked at Li Changsheng with a puzzled face and thought, "who is this? Don't you see that Zhao Long's strong body was defeated by others just now?"

Jiang Yatai, who was behind Rosen, saw Li Changsheng's moment, his mouth smiled coldly and said, "you have said so much. If you have the ability, you can have a competition with Rosen. What ability is it if you just say it but don't practice it?"

His voice fell, and Li Changsheng smiled.

"That's what I mean."

He said, looking at Rosen.

"Let me tell you, Western fighting is nothing but a fart in front of my Chinese martial arts."

The voice fell, and everyone was stupid. He thought that this seemingly weak guy really dared to challenge Rosen.

The corner of Chu Meng's mouth, sitting in the innermost part, aroused a smile.

If Li Changsheng doesn't stand up, she's actually ready to do it. After all, it's really unpleasant for this foreign devil to belittle Chinese art.