Chapter 355

These oriental faces are not simple, and Tang Zheng feels the familiar breath from some of them.

Island warrior!

Tang Zheng has dealt with the islanders too many times. He is quite familiar with their breath, speech and behavior.

"The islanders are here again? Was it brought by Ichiro zeta? But there's no sign of Ichiro zeta? "

He didn't know the details, and then he looked at several other oriental faces. These people were just like little actors. Many of them had made up and had the taste of a gun.

"Hey, these people must be Gao Liguo, the small country in the East. The whole country takes plastic surgery as its beauty. However, their TV plays and variety shows are very popular in China. Such a small country with bullets has also come to the Wulin conference. This time, the martial arts association has made a great determination." Tang Zheng's mind.

He didn't like the country that likes to steal the traditional culture of other countries. He said he must teach these Koryo sticks a lesson in the competition.

"You are the enemy of the whole world," said Li Xiaotian

"Hum, so what? You don't see the so-called martial arts dancing in some countries, but when it comes to the real battle of life and death, it doesn't work. Take the taekwondo of Bonzi country, it's just the skill of playing handsome and cheating little girls, and it can't go to the great hall. " Tang Zheng said with disapproval.

Li xiaotianzan agreed: "so this time, you have to crack their disguise. If I'm not sensitive to my identity, I want to go to this Wulin conference."

Many guests were invited to the stage, and the audience was also full, long guns and short guns were placed in a long row.

Yu Zhankui, chairman of the martial arts association, made a speech and announced some details of the Wulin conference, which is scheduled to hold a knockout match in the National Stadium tomorrow, the largest Wulin conference in the past years.

Then came the speeches of several guests. The representatives of the Western Empire pointed out that they would defeat the Chinese martial arts and let them know the real masters.

This kind of speech immediately aroused the following people's rebound and discussion, but the Westerners were unafraid, and still finished in a orderly manner.

In fact, this is provocation. In addition to the scene at the front of the hotel, many people gnash their teeth at these Westerners.

The representatives of the island state and the Gaoli state also spoke one after another. Although their words were very plain and there were not many provocative words, the confidence and high attitude revealed in their words were still hateful.

A great country in China, however, was provoked by such a small country. Such humiliation made many people unbearable. They looked to the representative of the martial arts association, hoping that he could give a strong counterattack.

The speech of the martial arts association represents the eyes and nose, the nose and the heart, and the face is expressionless, as if it has not been heard, which is chilling.

Somba, the Thai Boxing representative of Siam, got up to speak. His men glanced at the crowd, as if to find someone.

His Chinese is very stiff, but he can barely understand: "I'm here to find the man in the video duel. He is a master. I will have a fair match with him, and I will defeat him."

After that, he turned back to his seat and sat down.

Everyone knew who he was talking about as soon as they heard it. Many people looked at Tang Zheng and his heart moved. Although song Ba still showed strong self-confidence, he sounded more pleasant than other speakers. At least he didn't mix so many disorderly orders with him, but he just pursued the confrontation between strength.

The spokesman of the Association came to the stage, expressionless, speaking like reciting manuscripts, saying that the key is to participate, to compete at the level, and to learn from you with the same modesty.

The crowd was angry. Just now, so many people pointed to their noses and said that Chinese martial arts were vulnerable and would defeat Chinese people. However, the spokesman turned a deaf ear like a puppet and said such nonsense like chanting scriptures.

As long as it is anyone who has a sense of blood and national honor can't stand it.

Sure enough, the shoes have been thrown out of the crowd, directly hit the spokesperson's face, printed a clear footprint.

"Get out of here. We won't listen to your nonsense. NIMA's family bullied you. You'll only have this fake space. It's a shame."

"Yes, go down, go down, you can't represent Chinese martial arts."

The crowd was excited, many people stood up, the situation suddenly collapsed, reporters have recorded this scene.

The spokesman blushed awkwardly and was at a loss. Didn't he always speak like this before? Never had a problem. Why did it happen this time?

He didn't know that many audiences had already been provoked to anger. His soft speech was like a fuse, which ignited the explosive barrel in the audience's heart.

The spokesman turned to Yu Zhankui and asked him to make a decision. Yu Zhankui's face was livid, and a good press conference made him look so shameless.

He got up and walked over, muttering, "go down!"

The spokesman, such as amnesty, went back to sit down, and Yu Zhankui coughed, cleared his throat and said sternly, "what are you doing? This is a press conference, not a food market, not a place where you can do nothing. ""Get out of your mother's way. You're bullied on the head. You're still a Chinese turtle. You dare to scold us."

Whoosh!

Another shoe flew out of the crowd and hit Yu Zhankui in the face.

Yu Zhankui didn't relax his vigilance. Besides, he also had the skill of a three legged cat. He hurriedly let his head pass. However, the mantis catches the cicada Huang que later, and another shoe breaks through the air. It just calculated the track he dodged and hit him hard in the face.

PA!

A light sound was like a slap on his face. This time, the power of the person throwing the shoes was so great that his face was immediately red.

Yu Zhankui went mad and said angrily, "who attacked me? I want to catch you and make you can't bear it."

However, with so many audiences, he could not find out who was the murderer.

"Go down, you can't represent Chinese martial arts. Martial arts brother, let martial arts brother go up, martial arts brother can represent Chinese martial arts, fuck off Martial Arts Association."

"Yes, get out of the martial arts association and let brother Kungfu speak."

"Kung Fu brother!"

"Kung Fu brother!"

……

The crowd immediately burst into flames. Everyone shouted "Kung Fu elder brother" at the same time. It was deafening. The people of the martial arts association were almost mad, especially Yu Zhankui, who was the first and the second. It was impossible for him to announce the end of the conference immediately. He glanced at the crowd and saw Tang Zheng. His memory of the face was so clear that he hated it Into the bone.

His removed arm has been completely restored, but when he saw Tang Zheng, he felt the pain in his arm.

"Tang Zheng, I must let you win or lose in the competition. If you want to spoil my good, there is no way!" There was a look of resentment in his eyes.

Li Xiaotian pushed Tang Zheng's shoulder and said, "your voice is so loud, don't go up and say something?"

Tang Zheng watched Yu Zhankui and the gang of cowards of the martial arts association from afar, especially the banter and arrogant gesture on the faces of those foreign fighters, and his anger rose.

Since this matter can't be done well, there's no room for retreat, and there's no need to save face for them. Tang Zheng stood up.

At that time, all the people's eyes were attracted. He became the worthy focus. The shouting of the crowd stopped abruptly. Everyone looked at Tang Zheng cautiously, and their hearts accelerated a few minutes involuntarily.

Kung Fu finally got up.

Tang Zheng strides to the stage and ignores Yu Zhankui's almost murderous eyes. He pushes Yu Zhankui aside politely, and says to the microphone: "some people think that China is still a weak man more than 100 years ago, some people think that we Chinese are still bullied, some people think that our Chinese martial arts are vulnerable. Today, I stand here, I want to tell you These people, the Chinese nation has risen in the forest of the world, the Chinese people's humble gift package, will definitely give the enemy a fatal blow, the Chinese martial arts is broad and profound, has a long history, will certainly bloom the most brilliant light, those who dare to come to our country to give advice to his grandmother's home

The crowd is really quiet. The needle can be heard. A man stares at Tang Zheng. Those foreigners are shocked. There are people with such integrity in China, but they are also very angry. Tang Zheng shows his confidence in Chinese martial arts incisively and vividly, which makes them unacceptable. In their mind, their martial arts are the most powerful.

The people of the martial arts association are ashamed to look for a crack to drill down. However, these officials are thicker than the city wall. They still sit on their seats calmly, but their eyes towards Tang Zheng are full of resentment.

They seem to hate Tang Zheng more than foreigners. They can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

However, for the ordinary audience, Tang Zheng's words are like a fuel to ignite the blood in their hearts, only to hear the endless cheers.

"Yes, kick back to his grandma's house!"

"China will win!"

"China will win!"

……

The unprecedented confidence and blood make every audience clench their fists. Their eyes are red with excitement and tears. They haven't heard such hot words for many years. Every time they face external pressure and bullying, they are soft official answers, which have consumed too much enthusiasm and belief of the people.

Tang Zheng's words just ignited their last enthusiasm. The enthusiasm burst out, and the radiant energy is stronger than ever before, which is not to be underestimated.

Pa Pa Pa Pa!

There were applause everywhere. Even many reporters and hotel staff applauded Tang Zheng from the bottom of their hearts. They applauded for this spirit. The spirit of China came back, and it is bound to come back. Many people seemed to see the day when Tang Zheng won, saw the day when Chinese martial arts bloomed again. Many of the original anti martial arts schools seemed to shake, and the spirit of China was gradually returning.