Chapter 169

This remark was a real shock.

Meng Xingyu was stunned and couldn't believe it!

For a moment, the scene was silent and the needle could be heard!

"You, what did you say?" Meng Xingyu's forehead muscle leaped violently, green tendons burst up, "you, you dare to call me garbage?"

Qiao Hong's heart is happy to blossom, he is also happy to arch fire, at that time Yin and Yang strange way: "is ah, Chu Feng, you say clearly, what do you mean."

Chu Feng calmly glanced at Meng Xingyu and said, "you misunderstood me. I'm not aiming at you alone."

When Meng Xingyu calmed down a little and gave a cold hum, he made up another touch:

"I mean, all of you present, and even the Taekwondo you learned, are rubbish."

All of you:....

this. Ma -

is too arrogant, too arrogant!

If you beat him half to death, you will be sorry for your conscience.

"Seniors, please don't be impulsive." Cloud Mu rain was frightened by this situation, pretty face nervous panic, repeatedly said: "Chu Feng, he doesn't mean that, he doesn't look down on Taekwondo."

"That's right." Chu Feng nodded, "Taekwondo this kind of HuaQuan embroidered legs, simply can't enter my eyes, I don't even see."

Poof -

Yun Muyu almost spat out his old blood, completely speechless.

Nima, this boy is too arrogant. He must be killed!

Dozens of players have glared, if the eyes can kill, now Chu Feng has been torn to pieces by them.

Meng Xingyu's face was gloomy to the extreme. He gave a sharp drink, his eyes were burning, and his fighting spirit was boiling:

"Chu Feng, you can slander my technology, or even insult my personality, but I will never allow you to insult our martial arts belief, or our Taekwondo spirit!"

"Today, I'm going to fight for honor. Do you dare me to compete on stage?"

Around immediately came the sound of a tsunami, "yes, I'll see you on the stage."

"Dare to question our Xingyu senior, you are nothing."

"It's such an arrogant bastard to blow his head off."

"Coward, you have no seed."

All around the noise, each other ups and downs, so that cloud rain pretty face has changed, nervous and embarrassed, repeatedly comfort persuasion.

Chu Feng is scornful swept a crowd, disdain to laugh a voice.

Talking about the spirit of huatui embroidery, what does it deserve?

The real winner is the one who lives and dies!

A few years ago, a taekwondo master named baduan of black belt came to Xiye and won the highest honorary title.

He is proud of himself to the extreme. He popularizes the so-called martial arts spirit to his soldiers, promotes the so-called martial arts concept of "persuading people with virtue" and "strengthening the body", and attempts to turn his 300000 tiger wolf division into a docile cat pet.

Chu Feng was just a little handy, and sent a soldier who had raised pigs in the cooking class for two years to compete with him.

The master was furious and angry. He denounced Chu Feng for not respecting human rights and not having the dignity of a warrior. He claimed that he wanted a piece of paper to be handed over to him to change his position.

But in the end, the soldier who raised the pig only made three punches.

Three years ago, the so-called "master of Taekwondo" lay in bed and was called "master of Taekwondo".

HuaQuan embroidered leg is always HuaQuan embroidered leg.

How can the two small skills in the performance match be compared with those in the battlefield? Although, the other side is just a pig soldier in the cooking class, but it is also a soldier who climbs out of the dead and has experienced many battles!

It's rubbish. Chu Feng thinks it's nothing wrong.

All around, a group of students were filled with indignation and clamour.

Meng Xingyu stood up with his hands down and thought he was superior, just like the protagonist in a martial arts movie.

Chu Feng has a headache. He really doesn't want to do it. Even if he only uses one percent of his strength, these kids have to get a comminuted fracture. Why do they have to die?

"What's the noise? Is there any discipline?"