Chapter 1992

"This is the power of the holy cave."

Zhang Xiaofan muttered that they got up with Shen Xiurong and went for morning exercise outside the villa. The people living in the villa basically achieved financial freedom. They didn't worry about working hours at all.

Don't worry about whether there will be food one day, just care about whether they will be happy and whether they are in good health, so many people exercise.

Of course, most of these people are old people, but young people like Zhang Xiaofan and Shen Xiurong are very few.

However, when they ran through a forest and by a pond, they saw a young man from m country. What's more surprising is that the young man is still playing Tai Chi, which interested both Zhang Xiaofan and Shen Xiurong.

You know, even in China, those who like to practice Taijiquan are also old people, but such a young man is very rare.

"Do you two Chinese want to see my Tai Chi? You don't deserve to be Chinese. You don't even know the Tai Chi of China."

Zhang Xiaofan and Shen Xiurong just want to see. They didn't expect each other to directly provoke them. What does this mean? Does it mean that their Tai Chi is really not as good as a foreigner? The foreigner is a little too confident. It's just the rhythm of looking for death.

Shen Xiurong took Zhang Xiaofan and didn't let him go, because the identity of the people living in this private garden villa is not simple. Of course, their identity is not simple, but there is no need to argue with that kind of people. It's not cost-effective and a waste of time.

Zhang Xiaofan asked Shen Xiurong to let go and speak from his heart. The foreigner's skills are not as good as what he taught in middle school. What's arrogant? It's self humiliating to teach others in front of the Chinese people.

Zhang Xiaofan said this, has come to the man, looked at the foreigner with a look of contempt, and stretched out a little thumb to the foreigner.

Foreigners can naturally understand Zhang Xiaofan's gestures.

"You, a Chinese pig, dare to despise me. I'll let you know the power of Chinese martial arts."

The foreigner said, a black tiger took his heart to attack Zhang Xiaofan, which stunned Zhang Xiaofan. He didn't expect that this guy would have other martial arts in China besides Taijiquan.

This made him a little impressed. While he despised the foreigner, he also had some good feelings for the foreigner. After all, it is the pride of the Chinese people that foreigners learn Chinese martial arts.

Over the years, the reason why the martial arts of country D are so clamorous is that many people in country d learn martial arts in China.

This makes their martial arts ride on the martial arts of China. If any country in the world learns Chinese martial arts, the status of Chinese martial arts in the world will increase rapidly. That's the reason.

"Hoo..."

Zhang Xiaofan swayed away and stepped on the foreigner's knee. With a slap, the foreigner knelt in front of Zhang Xiaofan. The two were not of the same grade at all. Zhang Xiaofan compared with this person and looked too bullying, which made Zhang Xiaofan feel very uninteresting.

"Ma, you are a disgrace to the Chinese people. The Chinese people are civilized people. If you are not as powerful as me in martial arts competition, you will attack me secretly. You are still not a man."

The foreigner didn't see how Zhang Xiaofan shot, but he had stepped on his knee and knocked him down. He thought Zhang Xiaofan was shameless and gave him Yin. Otherwise, with Zhang Xiaofan's strength, he was not his opponent at all.

"I attacked you, I..."

Zhang Xiaofan is going to faint. His heart says why the foreigner is so stupid. It's the so-called expert gatekeeper. Do laymen watch the excitement? Compared with the two of them, they are obviously not of the same grade. Do they still need a sneak attack? How confident should they be to say such ignorant words? They can't afford to hurt!

Zhang Xiaofan thought so and shook his head helplessly.

"Grandson, what do you say I do, it's not called sneak attack on you."

Zhang Xiaofan wants to convince this guy to lose, or he will humiliate the Chinese people. He can't do such a thing.

"It's very simple. Win me openly and let me see how you hit me." the foreigner's request really makes Zhang Xiaofan speechless. It's to let him play slow motion, but it's nothing. He can meet this requirement.

"OK, then watch it."

Zhang Xiaofan punched the foreigner very slowly. In between, the foreigner punched Zhang Xiaofan. Listening to a click, the foreigner felt that his five fingers were about to break. He bent down and squatted for a while in pain, and the expression on his face became more beautiful.

"NIMA, do you understand martial arts? Martial arts is an art. When you compete, the first thing to do should be gentle and beautiful. If you use brute force like you, you are humiliating Chinese martial arts."

Shen Xiurong watched. Now he was amused by the foreigner. Zhang Xiaofan met such a person. He can really be called a scholar who met a soldier. It's unreasonable to say. Competing with such a person is simply insulting himself.

"Roumei, you mean Tai Chi. OK, let me show you Tai Chi and give you some advice by the way."

Zhang Xiaofan has learned tai chi from old Hong. You can give some advice to the young man.

"NIMA, don't you know how much you weigh? You have to give me some advice. I think you're trying to die to let you know what Tai Chi is."

The foreigner stood up, exercised Tai Chi and attacked Zhang Xiaofan. He didn't attack Zhang Xiaofan. It was like hitting cotton.

"You son of a bitch, what power does Taijiquan have if you play it like this? It's really a waste."

Shen Xiurong is really going to be teased to death by the young man. It's so funny. No matter how Zhang Xiaofan plays, he can find an excuse for himself.

"Get out..."

Zhang Xiaofan also seems that this man is ye gonghaolong and doesn't know anything about Chinese martial arts. Wasting time with such people is an insult to Chinese martial arts. He doesn't want to fight with such people anymore.

Just listening to Zhang Xiaofan's cold hum, a rebound force broke out quickly and directly flew the man's rebound back out. Only listening to the roar, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

"Young master..."

At this time, an old man's voice came from a distance. When Shen Xiurong knew it, he knew that none of the people here was easy to mess with. Now the housekeeper came and caused great trouble. He couldn't explain clearly for a while.

Zhang Xiaofan is calm. For those who don't have a long face, he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson and teaching them the truth of life.

"You, you Chinese, dare to hurt our young master. I think you really don't want to live."

The housekeeper's voice fell, a phone call went out, dozens of villas arrived and surrounded Zhang Xiaofan.

"That man hit our young master and broke his legs for me."

The housekeeper saw that the young master couldn't get up from the ground. He was really distressed. The young master was the darling of their grandfather. Now he was beaten. How can he explain to his grandfather.