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"Taekwondo." Huang Tianjun said without hesitation, "However, it's not that I'm challenging you, it's that my Master Li Hongmin is your opponent."

Hearing Huang Tianjun mention his name, the leader of the group coldly snorted. He looked at Duan Lingfei with eyes full of disdain.

"You are so ill-informed that you might not have heard of my master, but that doesn't matter. I'll tell you." Huang Tianjun said with a face full of pride, "My master, Li Hongmin, is from Seoul, Korea, and is a top Taekwondo expert. Five years ago, he was a young Korean Taekwondo champion.

As he said these words, Huang Tianjun's expression was full of both pride and adoration, as if knowing Li Hongmin was such a glorious and glorious matter.

This phenomenon is actually quite common among teenagers, many people more or less have the idea of worshiping foreigners, and feel that foreign monks will recite scriptures.

A few years ago, when Li Hongmin met someone at Jianghai, he claimed that he was the champion of Korea's young Taekwondo competition. Actually, just by thinking about it, one could tell that this champion must have a lot of potential.

However, this kind of goods with insufficient money actually became popular in the Jianghai City. Quite a few Taekwondo associations paid a high price to invite him to be their coach. Many young people believed in the halo on his head and idolized him.

Among them was Huang Tianjun.

"Although I've lost to you before, with my master's help, you have absolutely no chance of winning." Huang Tianjun continued.

My master is skillful, his attacks are like the wind, and his strength is heavy. After many years of dozens of competitions, he has never lost, and many of the people he fights with have broken their bones and broken their tendons. Some of them even have lifelong disabilities.

Hearing such shameless flattery, Duan Lingfei could not help but ask: "Did you personally witness all of these victories?"

"No, these are all my master's glorious achievements back in Korea. Ever since my master arrived at the Jianghai, no one has dared to challenge my master."

"So this is all hearsay?" Duan Lingfei sneered: "Isn't it better to be low-key? Did you see me tell anyone that I used to punch Tyson and kick Holyfield? "

"Duan Lingfei, you are just bragging!"

"As if he wasn't."

"You …" Once again, Huang Tianjun felt that his words were useless. In terms of bickering, how could he be a match for Duan Lingfei.

Li Hongmin was listening from the side. At first, he pretended to be an expert. He was disdainful of interrupting. But now, he finally could not hold it in any longer and shouted, "Bastard, how dare you question Smitty of the Taekwondo!"

"No, I'm not questioning the Taekwondo, I'm just questioning you."

"Arrogant, you Chinese are so rude. All Chinese martial arts are just flowery moves. There is no meaning in actual combat."

"Bullshit, I've never learned Chinese martial arts, but beating you up is as easy as beating a chicken."

"I'm so pissed off. Can I take it that you've accepted my challenge, Smitta?"

"You're retarded! If you want to fight, then hurry up and get on the stage. I still need to go eat after beating you!"

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll let you see my strength, Smitty."

Li Hongmin climbed onto the stage in an aggressive manner and roared at Bai Youqing, "Girl, get off the stage and go to Simida."

Normally, Bai Youqing would never allow someone to speak to her like that, but this time, she looked at Duan Lingfei as she slowly left the stage.

When walking past Duan Lingfei, Bai Youqing whispered a sentence to him: "If you can beat him down, I'll forgive your performance yesterday."

"No problem, just you wait and see a good show." Duan Lingfei took off his glove and said.

The two of them stood opposite each other on the stage. Li Hongmin saw that Duan Lingfei did not seem to be very strong, and had been beaten up by a girl earlier.

"Hey!" Li Hongmin bellowed, and then suddenly raised his leg, and kicked towards Duan Lingfei's chest.

Among the Taekwondo techniques, Li Hongmin placed special emphasis on the attack of his legs. With this kick of his, the air was immediately filled with the sound of wind. His speed and strength were clearly quite extraordinary, at least much better than someone like Huang Tianjun.

If it was an ordinary person, perhaps they would not even be able to receive a single kick from him. However, Duan Lingfei was naturally different.

The development of his neural field had brought him a comprehensive change. Not only had it made his mind more active and his IQ even more extraordinary, it had also greatly increased his reaction speed and physical ability.

When he focused his attention, Li Hongmin's earth-shattering kick seemed to be a slow motion in his eyes, and he dodged it with a slight movement.

Li Hongmin's leg did not stop after hitting nothing. He turned around and kicked towards Duan Lingfei's temple.

The other party's movements were swift and smooth, showing that this fellow possessed true capability.

Below the arena, the Taekwondo students that Li Hongmin had brought with him were already cheering loudly. The loudest voice belonged to Huang Tianjun.

"Oppa, you can do it."

"What a beautiful roundhouse kick. Taekwondo is too cool!"

"Master, kick him to death!"

But before he finished speaking, Duan Lingfei had suddenly moved sideways, dodging Li Hongmin's revolving leg, and at the same time, lightly kicked his ankle which was supporting his leg.

The strength of this kick wasn't great, but the timing was perfect. Li Hongmin's entire focus was on this foot, and due to overexerting himself, the script wasn't able to stand firmly on the spot.

After being kicked by Duan Lingfei, Li Hongmin instantly lost his balance. "Pa!"

Coincidentally, this strike had hit the sore spot on his nose. Li Hongmin's tears and snot immediately flowed down his face. He was in an extremely sorry state no matter how much he tried.

And Bai Youqing had even said that one sentence at the bottom of the stage: "Duan Lingfei, go easy on him. You've already made him cry."

Insult, this was definitely an insult. Since the day they arrived at Jianghai City, Li Hongmin had never suffered such humiliation before.

"I will make you regret it, Smjeda." With a loud roar, Carp Jump stood up straight and threw a kick towards Duan Lingfei's head. His actions were very similar to before.

Seeing Duan Lingfei dodge to the side and kick his supporting leg at the same time, Li Hongmin laughed coldly in her heart: "Do you think I would make the same mistake twice? "Too childish."

In the next moment, he shifted all his focus to supporting his leg, at the same time withdrawing his kick, preparing to follow up.

Since the Taekwondo techniques focused on leg attacks, their lower body was very stable. Li Hongmin was very confident in himself, so he definitely wouldn't be tripped again.

But in the next moment, a sharp pain came from the tip of his feet, Duan Lingfei's shoes had stepped on his toes, and actually shamelessly rubbed it.