Chapter 255

The crowd under the stage could not shout out at this time, they were all stunned!

It should be noted that the length and width of Wutai are 10 meters. Even if they stand in the middle, they are still five meters away. Each big man with a height of more than nine meters is thrown out of the field as a ball and flies five meters across.

Such a scene, in addition to the special effects of the TV, who has ever seen?

"Today, I will abolish you!"

When Qin Lang throws the last big man out like a jelly, taekwondo curator Quan Zhixun moves.

He roared, his muscles burst, and his waistcoat puffed up like a porcupine.

This guy not only has strength in his legs, but also has double fists. He also has hundreds of pounds of strength, which is much higher than Zhang Wen, who has learned Nanquan for several years.

Unfortunately, he met Qin Lang and was doomed to lose.

"Ha

With a shout, Quan Zhixun leaped into the air and swept Qin Lang's head with his right leg like a scorpion's.

And Qin Lang also unfolded and waved up with his arms.

Quan Zhixun has been practicing taekwondo for nearly 20 years. His legs are as strong as pillars, and his muscles are thick on them.

Qin Lang's thin arm is obviously out of proportion to it, and looks extremely fragile, just like cotton.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The two collided, and there was a crack.

Ling Sina immediately exclaimed, and could not help covering her mouth in horror.

Xu Lanlan is scared to cover her eyes. She is afraid that if she opens her eyes again, she will see the scene that Qin Lang's hand is interrupted!

On this side of the National Art Museum, except for Zhang Wen's round eyes, the others dare not go to see.

Scream, then come!

But everyone was stunned, because the voice was obviously not Qin Lang's.

“@#！ Then, accompanied by the scream, a strange Korean language sounded like the sound of birds.

All members of the National Art Museum, including Xu Lanlan, quickly opened their eyes to see, and then they were all very happy!

"Ha ha, brothers, we won, we won!"

Under the stage, a group of big men in the martial arts museum, like children, hugged each other and wept with joy.

And Ling sina is shocked. Looking at Qin Lang's back on the spot, she is completely speechless.

Who the hell is this guy? How could it be so powerful!

At this time, the Taekwondo curator Quan Zhixun fell to the ground and curled up, covering his right leg with both hands. He was grumbling and swearing at his own country.

Qin Lang was still standing with his hands down. He looked very smart. Suddenly he was very angry.

"The grass is yours! Who do you call short wax gourd

After Qin Lang scolded him, he rushed up to Quan Zhixun, just kicking and punching.

Everyone is confused. Why does Qin Lang have to beat people at this time? It doesn't seem to be right!

Seeing the fallen Quan Zhixun shrunk into a group of hedgehogs by Qin Lang, Ling Sina immediately trots up, her skirt floats and grabs Qin Lang's arm.

"Stop fighting, or something will happen!"

There are reasons for the unexpected injuries in the competition. But this is the end of biwudu. If this guy is hurt any more, she will be the guarantor. It's estimated that Qin Lang will have problems.

"Ling Sina, don't stop me. This guy scolds me for being short wax gourd. Damn, his whole family is short wax gourd!"

Grass!

Qin Lang swears to heaven that the word "dwarf wax gourd" is the most disgusting thing in his life.

When he first appeared among the world's military elites in that year, in the tropical rainforest battlefield, he was faced with men who were five and three thick, one meter eight, one meter nine or even two meters above.

But he was only in his early sixties and seventies, and he was not as tall as he is now!

Therefore, among the elites collected from various countries, he was the shortest and was often called dwarf wax gourd by others.

This is what he hated the most, although all the big men who once scolded him were taught by him one by one and beat them one by one. But he left a shadow on this title!

"Poof

Ling Sina couldn't help laughing and crying.

She thought how cheeky the goods were. After a long time, it turned out that this guy had such a little taboo!

However, this kind of Qin Lang made her feel a little cute.

"Can you really understand what he said?" Ling Sina asked at this time.

Qin Lang kicked Quan Zhixun's leg again: "I don't want to understand, but I can understand! This guy called me short wax gourd? Madder, I can't. I'm going to kick him again! "

Once the anger in his chest came up, he couldn't calm down. He wanted to slap this guy to death.

"Well, well, don't be angry." LingQin Lang was stunned, and his anger disappeared instantly. Then he turned his head and said to Ling Sina: "do you take advantage of me? No, I'll touch yours, too. "

If you don't take advantage, you're a son of a bitch!

As soon as Qin Lang reaches out his hand, he will touch Ling Sina.

"Asshole, you dare to touch it, believe it or not, I'll bite your finger off!"

Ling Sina's motherhood was instantly destroyed by Qin Lang's action. Her hands quickly retracted, and she bared a piece of snow-white scallop teeth as fine as glutinous rice. She closed them hard and made a creaking sound.

"Well Forget it. You're good. I'm taking advantage of you. "

Qin Lang took back his hand. He wanted to do such a big favor. It's normal for him to get some cheap money and collect some profits and taxes.

Who knows that Ling sina is such a mean woman?

But all his anger went down with the noise.

Then, he gently pushed Ling Sina away and stood on the platform, just like a king, overlooking the members of the Taekwondo Hall. He asked in a loud voice, "who else can compete? Come up again."

When Qin Lang's eyes swept by, the members of the martial arts school wanted to bury their heads in the floor of the martial arts school one by one.

Even the most intrepid Taekwondo curator was beaten and wailed on the court. How could they dare to challenge again?

"I ask you, do you accept Chinese traditional culture or not?" Qin Lang asked again.

He wants to let the students who worship foreign countries know that the Chinese ancient martial arts are the right way!

"No! I'm convinced

I don't know who it is. I took the lead in shouting.

"Be convinced!"

"I'll take it!"

“……”

In the voice of the crowd, Qin Lang nodded, waved his hand, "carry your garbage, go away!"

With that, he walked out of the court without further coercion.

Walking to the arena of the National Art Museum, Zhang Wen, with the help of several big men, stood up abruptly, clasped his hands at Qin Lang, and knelt down with a bang.