Chapter 353

One of the martial arts sects was furious and rushed up directly. He asked qualitatively, "who do you say is the weak?"

The westerner said in a domineering way, "of course, you are. Ha ha! What are the abilities of a group of people who can only talk. "

"Who are you? Dare to come to our country and talk? "

"I'm an expert invited by your martial arts association to compete. I'll defeat you and let you see what the real strength is."

"You won't succeed. Our Kung Fu will beat you to pieces."

"Well, do you mean the young man? In general, it's a dream to surpass me. You Chinese people have always been weak. It was like this a hundred years ago, and it's still like this. It's impossible to change forever. " Said the westerner contemptuously.

The one hundred years ago is the most humiliating one in the history of Chinese history, which can't be recalled. Because of its weak national strength, it was broken by the hard ships and guns of the Western Empire, thus signing many unequal treaties of humiliation and humiliation.

After more than 100 years, these Westerners still think that Chinese people can bully at will. It's really damned.

What can be tolerated is intolerable.

When this words stabbed the hornet nest, many people shouted: "what do you say, believe it or not I smoke you?"

"Yes, take this foreign devil and hit him hard!" The crowd was excited.

However, the Westerners were not afraid of it. Instead, they said provocatively, "look, I'll say you can only talk. When it comes to real strength, each of you is a turtle. Ha ha."

Everyone is red in the face and red in the ear, but the other side is an expert. Everyone knows that they are just an ordinary person, not the opponent of the other side at all, so they dare to be angry and dare not speak.

At this time, the staff of the Martial Arts Association came out and shouted, "what are you shouting about? This is a distinguished guest. How can you be rude to the distinguished guest?"

Hearing this, the martial school was furious: "your mother Bi, this man insults our country, and you speak for him."

"A group of boring people," said the staff, dismissing Said to many fighters, said: "everyone, please come inside, the conference will start soon."

Many fighters smile and turn around and walk inside.

"Stop!" "No one challenges you, then I challenge you. I want you to apologize for what you just said. Chinese people can't insult you," the Tingwu sect shouted

"I will insult you. What can you do? Are you my opponent? I can crush you with one finger! " Said the Westerners contemptuously.

"I will not allow you to insult the Chinese!" With a loud roar from Tingwu faction, they rushed up, and the Westerners punched each other directly on the chest.

Bang!

The martial arts school fell to the ground in embarrassment and couldn't get up in pain.

"Too weak to mention." Western humanity.

Ha ha!

A lot of other fighters joined up loudly.

At that time, other people were angry and pointed out why they wanted to start. At that time, the staff of the martial arts association stood up and shouted, "what are you doing? It's clear that this man is the first to fight. He deserves to be beaten. If he is not killed, he will die. "

This is the abuse of our compatriots, which makes us even more angry. No wonder foreigners look down on Chinese people. Even among our compatriots, there are so many running dogs, which is why others look down on them.

Tang Zheng walked into the crowd and saw this scene. When the time came, evil fire ran straight. The martial arts association really rotted to the bone. The upper beam was not right and the lower beam was crooked. It's no wonder that there were such subordinate staff members as Yu Zhankui, a traitor seeking national glory.

Seeing that the other side helped foreigners to insult their compatriots, Tang Zheng went over with a gloomy face and said, "please apologize to this gentleman?"

"Who are you?" The staff didn't recognize Tang Zheng.

"I am a Chinese."

The staff turned their lips and looked down. "Get out of the way, there's no place for you to talk."

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

"It's none of your business. You want to fight, right?" The staff also learned some kung fu skills. When Tang Zheng deliberately picked up a fault and made him lose face in front of the foreign guests, the anger in his heart also shot up. "In this case, you are looking for all this yourself."

After all, one move of the catcher will catch Tang Zheng's wrist.

Tang Zheng's hand is as fast as lightning. He grabs the opponent's arm with his backhand, grabs him first, and then snaps, directly breaking him.

This time, he didn't take off his arm, but directly broke his arm. Because the other side was Chinese, but he helped tyranny, which was even more hateful, so Tang Zheng was even more ruthless.

The staff cried out in silence, and the others watched in disbelief.

The man was so quick that he broke his arm before he could see how he did it.

In addition, he is too brave to fight in the press conference of the martial arts association. This is just to play in the face of the martial arts association.

"Ah, I recognize. Isn't this kung fu man?" All of a sudden, a exclamation said, after his warning, others also reflected that this man is not a famous Kung Fu brother?He even came to the hotel and taught the martial arts association so cleanly. He was so relieved. Many people in the martial arts school cried out excitedly: "brother Kung Fu, we support you. You are so kind. It's hateful to teach these pickpockets a lesson."

Tang Zheng nodded to the excited crowd, then squatted down to hold the fighting sect, and asked, "how are you hurt?"

The other side looked at Tang Zheng excitedly and seemed to forget his pain. He said, "brother Kung Fu, it's really you. I know you will come and defeat those who don't believe in Chinese martial arts. You are the best. I'll stand by you in the end."

"Thank you. It is because of you that Chinese martial arts can be handed down endlessly. When people talk about Chinese martial arts decades and hundreds of years later, they have your contribution. Without your trust and support, the inheritance of Chinese martial arts will be influenced by some other useful people." Tang Zheng said.

Hearing this, the other side asked incredulously, "I'm not a martial artist. Do I have any credit for the inheritance of martial arts?"

Tang Zheng nodded solemnly, "of course."

"Well, I have believed in Chinese martial arts for so many years. I promise that I will continue to believe in it in the future, my son and my grandson."

"Yes, we will all believe it." The martial arts are very excited.

However, at any time, there will be some clowns jumping out, only listening to a man with strange looks and disdain: "it's better to say than to sing. Martial arts should be based on real skills, not on the skin of the mouth. It's a female cannon, not a martial artist."

"Yes, these people are just showing off their words. I don't think they have any ability. Wash them and go back to sleep as soon as possible. Don't be a disgrace." This is the man of Daowu sect.

Tang Zheng snorted coldly. There are always a small group of people in any country who think they are smart, but they always do the things that relatives hurt enemies.

"Are you Kung Fu brother?" All of a sudden, a voice interrupted Tang Zheng's thoughts, only to see that the Western man who started earlier came to Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng helped up the Tingwu sect and said, "I am you."

"Well, there's a little skill, but I think that's all for you." The westerner said with his head askew.

"Is it?" Tang Zheng pointed to the other party and said, "you just said something bad, hurt many people and hurt the feelings of Chinese people. I want you to apologize for your words and deeds."

"Ha ha, you want me to apologize?" The Westerners seemed to laugh at the big joke.

"Yes, the place you stand is not your western empire, but the land of China. But you insult the Chinese people openly. If you don't apologize, then you can't walk away from the country." Tang Zheng said coldly.

"Ha ha, it's a big joke. What skill do you have to say that? Just embroider your legs with your flower fist? " This westerner has seen the video of Tang Zheng's battle. Although he admits that the other side is not ordinary HuaQuan and embroidered legs, he still has the confidence to defeat Tang Zheng.

"Well, I'll know if I have the ability after trying."

"Well, although the Wulin conference hasn't started yet, I don't mind a warm-up fight. Come on, let me teach you what a real expert is."

Others heard that their faces were different. No one expected that they would fight before the Wulin conference started. The staff with broken arms took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the hotel.

"Kung Fu, teach this westerner a lesson." Tingwu sect cheers loudly.

"Kyle, teach this boy a lesson and let him kneel on the ground to beg for mercy," cried other foreigners

"Ha ha, OK, as you wish." Kyle smiled triumphantly, clenched his fist, when the muscles on his arms were high and the bones were snapping.

Tang Zheng's face was expressionless and said, "let's do it."

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

Tang Zheng snorted coldly and said, "if so, give it to me - pour it!"

Tang Zheng's tiptoe is like a arrow shot out, and Kyle's response is very fast. It's also a fist.

Bang!

Two fists hit each other, a muffled sound, but then there was a burst of broken bone business. Kyle's strong arm blood vessels exploded, and the blood flew rapidly, and a bone directly pierced the muscle, exposed outside, white forest, with blood, terror was abnormal.

Hiss!

Everyone took a breath of cool air. No one expected that Kyle's arm would be destroyed with just one blow. This was more serious than the injury suffered by the staff member just now. He didn't know what kind of bone had broken, and even the blood vessels had exploded. What strength did he get.

Everyone was in a different mood, but no one cheered, no one insulted, because they were shocked by the blow.

However, Tang Zheng's attack is far from over, which is just the beginning of the stormy attack.