Chapter 347

"Maybe he knows that if he can't hold the challenge, Jiang Meng will teach him a profound lesson!"

"Radical, crazy! Ignoring the rules and not abiding by martial virtues, Jiang Meng is no longer qualified to be a teacher. "

Ye Tian squints, a trace of cold light blooms in the eye.

"Shameless! What kind of martial arts school meeting is this? It's just your Liwei meeting! "

Ouyang Miao looked at the player who was carried on the stretcher and his face was full of blood. He felt distressed.

He pointed to Jiang Meng's nose angrily and made a roar.

"Well, I don't argue with the losers."

Jiang Meng waved his hand contemptuously and choked Ouyang Miao to vomit blood.

Although I've lost before, I'm not so frustrated as I am today!

The conference hall was full of whispers.

The successful defending player was sweating. Although he held the first game, he was still afraid

I don't know whether I'm afraid of the competition or Jiang Meng's punishment?

"Take the second place to challenge, shechuan high school, aikido vs. No. 1 middle school, taekwondo!"

The referee gave the order.

However, coach Yamato Akita suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "our choice is to give up!"

"Turtle with shrunk head!"

Jiang Meng's eyes became more contemptuous. Hearing this, the little players in the challenge arena were relieved.

"Why give up?"

The referee was puzzled.

"Although I come from Japan, I have studied your ancient Chinese culture. You have the habit of making friends with martial arts since ancient times."

"But this time, your behavior... Makes me feel angry. The competition of losing martial arts morality reminds me of a Chinese idiom, you can't win!"

"Fart!"

Jiang Meng gave a roar.

"To make friends with martial arts is the slogan of those declining martial arts masters all day long. The real competition is to bleed. Who are you going to carry to the challenge?"

"We are practicing taekwondo, not Taijiquan of old people and old ladies!"

"But you are not Chinese..."

"Don't be a Chinese motherfucker. How many days have you been in China? Are you qualified to question me? If you dare to say the last word, go back! "

"If that's your attitude, I'd rather give up. After all, it's more important in my heart to take the children back safely than to win the trophy."

"Sorry!"

Yamato Akita stepped back and bowed deeply to show respect for the game.

There is no more shock in Ye Tian's heart.

"This Japanese is admirable."

For a long time, my impression of the Japanese people still stays in the impression of the killers who meet and kill each other and never die.

However, this ugly Mr. Daiwa overturned his idea.

At least in mood and character, he has defeated Jiang Meng.

"Taekwondo and aikido also need internal and external training. Compared with Jiang Meng, he only pursues attack blindly. This Daiwa Akita has won him

Qiu Yingying is sincere.

"The most important thing is that, as a Chinese, he did not study what his ancestors left behind, and even made sarcastic remarks! Although Chinese Wushu is declining, it is not a person like Jiang Meng who is qualified to evaluate it! "

As a martial arts practitioner, Jiang Meng's words are too harsh.

"When the Chinese people don't respect their ancestors and inherit them first, and deny all those things, that's the real decline..."

Ye Tian sighed.

In the field, still no one dares to attack.

Among the schools participating in the competition, one was defeated and the other dropped out automatically, leaving only Qingmu experimental high school.

"Big man, why... Do you also choose to accept counsels?"

Jiang Meng, smiling, swept over the faces of a group of young players in yellow uniforms, and his eyes stayed on coach Tony's face.

"We..."

"Judo, how much do you have to win against Taekwondo in my No.1 middle school?"

Jiang Meng squints at coach Tony.

Tony turned to look at the fighting children behind him, frowning slightly.

"Teacher, let's go! He is too arrogant... "

"No, I can't risk your safety. All he teaches are madmen, and you are not rivals."

"But..."

Many small players clenched their fists, with an expression of extreme anger.

"The tortoise grandsons, if they are afraid of it, they will quickly admit it."

Jiang Meng was obviously impatient.

"Teacher, no!"

The students almost cry out. They come to No.1 middle school with the dream of winning. They just go back, they don't want to!

I'd rather die than surrender if I'm at a hot age!

"Sorry, the teacher can't let you risk yourself..."

Tony's face showed a trace of regret, raised the little white flag on the ground and said in a loud voice, "we choose to admit defeat."

"But..."

"Not to your Taekwondo, but to ourselves. We are not strong enough!"

He clenched his fist in anger.

"If you lose, you lose. What's the point?"

Jiang Meng touched his nose and glanced at him disdainfully. His face was covered with pride.

All win!

The result is beyond anyone's imagination.

"Come on, let's announce the result. I'm not interested in talking to the losers."

Jiang Meng raised his hand to the referee.

However

Sudden change!

"Wait! Who said you won? "

Outside a riot, a team wearing white uniforms, dark young man suddenly rushed through the security cordon, forced into the field!

"They are..."

"Crane tail over the years, Qinchuan martial arts school!"

There was an uproar.

The students have been talking about it for a long time.

"This school has face? Don't you think you lost miserably enough in the past? "

"Who knows? Maybe it's a sense of being. "

"In any case, they have to be eliminated by No.1 Middle School in the end. In what age do you still practice martial arts and take a stick to be a hero in the forest?"

"It's just a bunch of Hicks practicing martial arts. They can't make waves."

Slowly, not only the students, but also the teachers who cheered and cheered looked at the team of Qinchuan martial arts school like a joke.

Defeat after defeat

Qiu Yingying's beautiful eyebrows are wrinkled together. She hasn't seen Qinchuan martial arts school enter for a long time. On the contrary, she suddenly breaks in at this time. Is it too late?

"This leader is looking at me, isn't he?"

Qiu Yingying whispered.

Ye Tian is also slightly stunned, and his eyes stay on a young man in his early twenties, with a short black coat and a fierce back.

Strong breath, standing like a pine, the footwall is very stable, it is obvious that he is a good practitioner of basic skills.

"A foreign expert? He he, Jiang Meng is afraid of trouble. "

Sure enough, the man on tiptoe, easily jumped on the challenge arena, landing steadily.

His eyes swept over the faces of the referee and Jiang Meng

"I didn't expect that the prestigious No.1 middle school was so shameless that we were temporarily disqualified from Qinchuan middle school. Do you want to be the first in the competition, or are you afraid that the champion will be taken away by us?"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Meng frowned.

"Qinchuan martial arts school, martial arts teacher Li Fangyang!"

The young man's brow was slightly wrinkled, and there was a terrible light in his eyes